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Digital Sisyphus

by Ashen Divinity

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1.
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
2.
Corruptia 05:06
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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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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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
5.
Dumbing Down 05:44
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
6.
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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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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Album recording lineup:

Erik Uljenik - main and back vocals, guitar solo on "Tiny Drop Of Insanity"
Enver Jurdana - rhythm and lead guitars, additional vocals on "Cannon Fodder"
Jerolim Kinda - bass
Danijel Biloslav - drums

Guest musicians:

Danny Tunker - guitar solo on "Digital Sisyphus"
Leon Zambon - back vocals on "Corruptia"
Sandi "Ruski" Orbanić - additional vocals on "Tiny Drop Of Insanity" and "Unnatural Selection"

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released October 15, 2016

All music and lyrics written by Ashen Divinity except "The Second Coming" music by Igor Jurišević, Paolo Grižonič, Lari Šain and Ashen Divinity, lyrics by William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)

Recorded and produced by Ashen Divinity ©2016

Note: the actual uploaded version is a remaster, with some minor differences on three songs. Finished and released in october ©2018.

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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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