1. |
Tiny Drop Of Insanity
05:39
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TINY DROP OF INSANITY
Coming
Slowly as a thief
Eroding your sanity
To the core of grief
Unpredictable and silent
The invisible touch of sickness
Lurking patiently beneath
A semblance of normality
Leading you
To the edge
Of the abyss
Called life
Dripping
Constantly and quiet
Waves of madness flowing
Through organic streams
Time will help it to devour
Every trace of your wit
Fading notions swallowed by
Imminent oblivion
Leading you
To the brink
Of this pit
Called life
I am
The liquid nail in your forehead
I am
The zip on your straitjacket
I am
Dissolving your reality
The tiny drop of insanity
Swaying
In chaotic shapes
Piercing through your body
Melting down your spine
Unpredictable and silent
Leading you to delirium
To a point of no return
Where aberration reigns
Taking you
To a path
Of lunacy
Called life
I am
The liquid nail in your forehead
I am
The zip on your straitjacket
I am
Dissolving your reality
The tiny drop of insanity
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2. |
Corruptia
05:06
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CORRUPTIA
Welcome to a land
Where absurdity
Is the only accepted logic
Knowledge means nothing
Nor does the truth
A growing state o sheer dystopia
Treachery brings benefits
Shrewdness brings success
Looking for justice here
Will lead you to madness
The poor getting poorer,
The rich getting richer
Bribe your way to the top
Or die in this swamp
Laws are webs
Full of senseless holes
Made to catch small fish
As the big ones pass through
Corruptia's inbred in our minds
Corruptia's in our institutions
Corruptia's mask of innocence
Of sainthood and of prostitution
Social disorder
Social disorder
Social disorder
Social disorder
Not important what you know
Here what counts is who you know
Justice's headless in this state
Rulers turned its scales again
Welcome to a land
Where those who make laws
Will be the first ones who will break them
Leaders and thieves
Hard to discern
The line that divides them is feeble
What could have been heaven
Is now just a wasteland
Blank hopes and promises
Smother the nation
Cliches that betray
The absence of thought
Verdicts and votes here
Are easily bought
All the gold
Has turned now into rust
There's no future here
Just demons from the past
Corruptia's black hole spreading fast
Corruptia's drowning in its mud
Corruptia's quicksands drag us down
Into a void of pain and blood
Social disorder
Social disorder
Social disorder
Social disorder
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3. |
Digital Sisyphus
05:51
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DIGITAL SISYPHUS
Years
Passed us by
To build up
Something that turned out to be
Just a ghost
In a mist
To be lost in timeless nights
For the efforts that we've made
For the hits below the belt
For the toil that marked our days
For the obstacles that we have faced
Flames
On our path
Fuelled by
Those who want to see our
End
Helping hands
Holding knives
That will stab with no remorse
For the futile words we heard
For the help we rarely got
For the logic that has failed
For the windmill-army and its lies
Digital Sisyphus
Climbing the hill
Of little care and indifference
Digital Sisyphus
Pushes his stone
Regardless of the fatigue
Digital Sisyphus
What is his goal?
In this struggle without a meaning
Digital Sisyphus
Upward he goes
His slope seems so endless...
Push that stone up
To the sky
Then let it roll down
Push that stone up
To the sky
Eternally
Mud
Slinging times
Shallow souls
Slanders we're all coping with
Smiling masks
Sneering mouths
In this theatre of life
For the driving force within
For the credit yet unseen
For our inborn stubbornness
For the obstacles that we still face
Digital Sisyphus
Climbing the hill
Of little care and disinterest
Digital Sisyphus
Pushes his stone
Regardless of the hardship
Digital Sisyphus
What is his goal?
In this struggle without a meaning
Digital Sisyphus
Upward he'll go
For the rest of his life...
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4. |
Cannon Fodder
05:29
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CANNON FODDER
Leaden sky
Weeping on our helmets
Scattered like fallen leaves
Dead bodies all around
The deadly stench of bloodshed
The mud we are all caught in
Wondering why we are here
Why do we have to die for
Bullets
Spinning shrapnel
Bomb explosions
Fill our days
As we're trapped in
This inferno
Full of landmines
There's no escape from...
Death has come
In this overture to apocalypse
Death has come
There is no god above us
Death has come
In this gruesome battlefield
Death has come
To take away the cannon fodder now
Call to arms
For our mother country
Yet our country is deaf
When soldiers' mothers cry
What is the point of killing
Those who did nothing to us?
What is the point of fighting
For the plans of someone else?
Leaders
Wanted this war
Spread the hatred
Through the land
They have filled our
Guns with ideals
That are so false
Ignoring that...
Death has come
In this overture to apocalypse
Death has come
There is no god above us
Death has come
In this senseless, bloody war
Death has come
We are all cannon fodder
Chlorine gas,
Phosgene saturation
Fogs of sulfur mustard
Harvested the frontline
Here in the woods of Ypres
One thing I have realised
Dying for a nation's flag
Is just dying for a rag
Trenches
Barbed wire
They have become
Our last home
We're all martyrs
On the altar
Of the blinded
All we know is...
Death has come
In this overture to apocalypse
Death has come
There is no god above us
Death has come
Our names won't be remembered
Death has come
To take away the cannon fodder
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5. |
Dumbing Down
05:44
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DUMBING DOWN
Floods of information
Leaking down the line
Binary existence
Streams among the lies
News and scattered updates
Keep on cutting through
Phony facts and rumours
Claiming to be true
Tell me, who do you trust?
In this semantic turmoil
Dumbing down
This dumbing down
To accept conspiracies
As a tawdry verity
Dumbing down,
This dumbing down
Sex, religion, politics
Filling up your tiny screens
Science's been neglected
In the name of god
Ain't this just a blunder,
A collective fraud?
Superstitious ideas
Exploit all the pain
Centuries of progress
Were they all in vain?
Is faith your cornerstone,
Does it shape your opinion?
Dumbing down
This dumbing down,
To accept conspiracies
As a tawdry verity
Dumbing down,
This dumbing down,
Sex, religion, politics
Filling up your tiny screens
Distort what's real,
Distort what is to be,
Distort what's real,
Distort the factual side
Twist the truth to your own view
View the truth as just a plot
Dumbing down
This dumbing down,
To accept conspiracies
As a tawdry verity
Dumbing down,
This dumbing down,
Sex, religion, politics
Filling up your tiny screens
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6. |
The Second Coming
07:52
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THE SECOND COMING
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming!
Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
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7. |
Unnatural Selection
04:32
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UNNATURAL SELECTION
Heading to your goal
In an unfair race
The finish line is so far
You're running out of breath
Some are here to get the rocks
While some will get the jewels
Systems of iniquity
Are here to set the rules
Shatter the schemes
Refuse what you’ve been told
Barricade your thoughts
Truth is now unfold
Be a walking blade
A crushing hammer
Fuelled by fire
Your flesh, the foundation
Of massive revolution
Stick to your guns
Face the blizzard, don't retreat
Follow your path
See what's hiding underneath
Stick to your guns
Spread the virus of freethought
Kill the infection
Unnatural selection
Break the shackles of your apathy
Time to treat your darkest fears
As your worst enemy
Break the cuffs that bind your arms
Stay your course with stubbornness
Let no one take you down
No, there's no pulling back
No, there is no white flag
No, there's no giving up
Rage, burning through your heart
Sailing through the storm
And through hurricanes
Waves that crush against your ship
Are nothing if compared
To the firmness of thy keel
Your body and your spine
Guided by tenacity
Against both space and time
Shake now your chains
To Earth like morning dew
Rise now like lions
Ye are many-they are few!
Be a walking blade
A crushing hammer
Fuelled by fire
Your mind, the foundation
Of global revolution
Stick to your guns
Face the blizzard, don't retreat
Follow your path
See what's hiding underneath
Stick to your guns
Spread the virus of freethought
Smash the infection
Unnatural selection
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Ashen Divinity Istria County, Croatia
Ashen Divinity is a death/thrash metal project formed in 2010 by former members of Infernal Tenebra. Nothing innovative. Nothing groundbreaking. No modern influences, cheesy contamination, contemporary bollox or stuff like that. Just pure, straightforward, honest old-school METAL. ... more
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