1. THE PURE BEGINNING
[Instrumental]
2. THE PURE END
Denied of any sense of honor,
Thrown unto the pits of unrelenting Horror,
Pulled up into the world,
To end the road of Man
A force at hand...
To crush the final...
STAND
Manipulating…THE FINAL DEMENTED PROGRESSION
It shall be ordained, your courageous mind did fall,
The tides of darkness engulf the crown, the heretic shall
rule us all, Flee to the den of the drowned,
Retract the course, Spark The War To end all Wars
Let the Burning cleanse This hole,
Breath in the ashes of the dead, and dread the path of the soul,
The remnants derived of life shrouded in evil, forever mounting...
DENIAL
From Birth encased in fire
Death is incarnated in flesh, feigned as blameless…
Let the fires cleanse this hole,
Breathe in the ashes of the dead, and dread the path of the soul, The remnants derived of life shrouded in evil, forever unreason...
Damnation…
What was said and shall be done,
Death Shall be carved upon us, behold…
Flames will sweep the ashes, the ashes birth the sons of desolation,
Thus ends the plight of human spite...
Mercilessly defaced, legion of Judas amongst this dwindling race….
Our time will never be,
Traced Again…
Let the fires cleanse this hole,
Breathe in the ashes of the dead, and dread the path of the soul,
The remnants derived of life, shrouded in ruin, endless, eternal...
Void…
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3. PARASTUS
Twisted blame breeds ancient fury,
To nullify all unworthy,
You curse the face of man,
The one who sieges the souls of the damned,
The arm from the skies drags out those souls,
Through the blood of these fools,
Young eyes will witness great fortresses fall,
Young hands will pulverize all…
You breathe parastus (You breathe parastus)
You bring war to us (You bring war to us)
You breathe parastus,
You've brought war to us…
War sifts into the darkness of the earth,
A demon storm the hells, where men burn so well,
Blood shall scorn the crest of the land of the lifeless,
As innocents make their final passage,
Through the mounds of the rotted blind
The fallen sons of the wasted legacy will attempt to control,
From the alter of travesty, seizing the throne,
Minds of evil calculating…
Where these eyes see,
Only my enemies…
We must not ever fail,
They would have us fall,
They would hold us till the ends of time,
Plummet, screaming from the pits of hell
Masses clasp, in feral torment,
My mind drifts instinctual ease,
My hands begin tremble,
But with these hands I hold the key,
The key to all salvation…
You Breathe Parastus…You've brought war to us…
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4. TIRADE
Violently cast your plague upon us, callously confide in us to onset the raging lust, that will judge the winds of your abominable reason,
We'll stand vigilant before your ongoing treason
Ill gotten gains
Fuelling the ire
Piercing the heart with the psychotropic life
No sin to reconcile, yet no innocence
We condemn your futile intent,
The only bonds burned solely on the pyre of your regrets,
Vitriolic words take their toll in your pain
Forcing you to writhe in disarray
Ill gotten gains
Fuelling the ire
Piercing the heart of the psychotropic life
No sin to reconcile, yet no innocence
Faith to gods and angels, there are none here
Once strength surrounded you, there is none now
The fucking path is set, for our lives to bend,
Helpless, not hopeless… Repent…
Kill the trust that stood for years,
Scrape the rust out from the tears,
Witness the fall of the righteous,
Condemn us all to your fears…
Hear my words, you cannot rule what you don't fucking cage,
You will never possess the life you've thrown, away
Blunt miscontent
For your ill gotten gains
Amongst the charred remains, there will be no innocence
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5. THE DEVIL'S LAUGHING JUDGE
Peace is a lie, preached under holy eyes,
Our limited future was bought and dyed for,
Bereft of mortal struggles, when all struggle to be immortal,
The guns you wield shall yield, to the sound of a thousand deaths,
Your empty words detest to forsaken blood,
Hesitant to resist the sleeping sun,
Becoming the Devil's Laughing Judge,
I'll follow heroes to the endless hell, and then a thousand will follow me,
Not but flies in the hunter's snare, bait for the prey, faith cast away
Drag you by sun washed, crimson entrails,
Friendly ballistics away, vaporized
A thousand hands pull away your limbs,
Drawn, quartered, bought and dyed for
Make way for your taste of
the dirt upon the path you take,
Filed down to the bitter sweet faith,
The devil laughs at your failure…
NO
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6. PANACEA
The time has come you see wrath of my destiny, I kill 'cuz of your past, your soul it will not last, I call you into my inner battle, our powers they clash, death rattles, like a fucking snake, your corpse it shakes, the faults of our lives, eat at us like flies, you are wretched, and now you cry, you wish for demise, 'cuz your life is a lie…Time to Die!
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I have released my pain, you loved it, I will be your taker, when beggars become the choosers!
I have released the beast, I have plagued your black world, I have let loose my dreams, reality halts your screams…
Tear Out Your Eyes, As I Swallow Your Lies!
You built your walls to guard your foolish mind, to stop the demons from getting inside, they come bearing a dawning standard, a flag to show that you never cared, I have not begun to speak my mind, the truth is I'll never let it fucking go, an angel inside a demon confined, I guide you to your death, the solution: panacea…
And Now It's Your Life, I Now End Your Strife, And By my own hand, I Foretell Your End.
Panacea!
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