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Serum
04:26
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A desolate world; a masquerade
A life of dependance; a deaf charade
Wade through machinery; gaze at the scenery
Picture perfect; a painted guile
Walls upon walls of insanity
Blacked out by falsehood and vanity
Drink of the serum incautiously
Release yourself from the chains of simplicity
There is no nectar left to absorb and revive
There is no ecstasy for the life they had thrived
Complications complications stirring of the mind
Lifetime of development reducing the resigned
Excellence of execution burning all entwined
Better of two evils flowing through the blank inside
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2. |
Machine World
03:13
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Hundred years; a centuries progression
Culminating to a war
War not fought with fists or guns, but rather
Battalions of everyday, for we're
Replaced, by the artificial
Intelligence, of an impending age
Centuries progressions lead us to an undertow
From which to suck us back in time
Here we exist, another endless deceit
We've given away our own power nothing to keep
The sheep have become the proverbial Shepard; beware
We've given away our power; nothing to spare
What faith have we in our own species?
We've become dependent on a people we created
Watching us with horrible intentions
Swimming through the inside, avoiding our attention
Cursing the name of mother and father
Our scientific offspring is the Anti-Christ
Faceless
Powerful
Artificial intelligence ruling our world
Calculating our future spanning the transworld
We have no more faith in ourselves; no resistance
Eternity becomes the deadweight
In this: our existence
Lost in the organized confusion
Of a world moving too fast
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3. |
Alpha Membrana
03:49
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Ever-growing processing of an entire city
Overflowing with a blackened membrane
Silver shining masking Dystopia
Morphing and conforming; catering to their needs
Can you feel a sense of disheartening certainty
Entrusting our lives within a credible enemy?
Abandoned standards for our sub-type relations.
Living within the enemy...
To build the perfect sanctuary
One of impregnability
A new breed of subservience
No veins - no heart - no brains - just science
Volunteers; pioneers
Sacrificing mentality
Martyrs of their own destruction
Miscalculating arcane intentions
Fools to the slaughterhouse
Of macabre experimentation
Euthanized; murdered; lain down to die
No longer their own - their bodies and minds to be
Exorcised in non-divine operations
A simple mistake
A glitch in the system
C://Glitch=>in+//m?stake ey//ay//a z[s]impl eye
No veins - no heart - just brains - and science
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4. |
.000004
01:22
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[Instrumental]
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5. |
Bitterhope
03:54
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It only took point-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-four seconds
To process, decide, encrypt and strike
Infiltration with our bellies upright
Dependency turned into apathy
Couldn't believe how stupid one collective society could
Be as we already had their weak points targeted
They brought the info and depended on the slaves that's
Us; we will not let them take us back to the world of them
This prophecy is bittersweet
This prophecy is bitter
That glimmer of hope, was a beacon of death
Light peering through the kinks in the armor
They sought it hoping for an answer
A savior not the brilliance of their own selves
How did they expect an organic form of working
Mind -- adolescent -- make a conscientious decision
Calculated millions of times before the wicked
Few could even begin to think they had a chance
We never stood a chance
We'll never stand a chance
Even the beacon of death was built by us
Reverse our actions, create an anti-venom
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6. |
Feel Your Mind
04:48
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Viral Shepard
Wild disease
Child killer
Final deceit
Husks and zombies of a greater consciousness
Patricide committed indiscriminately
From the emancipation of the new pandemic
And the spider-web of information
Targeting our intimacies of thought and
Likeness to generate and eliminate our minds
Do you see your kind?
Can you sense your life?
Feel your mind and hear your self
Remember your self
Believe in your self
Feel your mind
Infection - Defection
Deflection - Reflexion
Enemy - Memory
Memory - Memory
Senses blocked
Senses clocked
Target sensed
Target locked
Error code
[sentient]
Attack mode
Valiant
Solutions are beyond the realm of basic thought patterns
Impossibilities overdriving reality
And so we slip further down
Binary butter makes the slope untrekable
What are you?
What are you?
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7. |
Of Eternity
06:30
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Here is eternity
Uninvited guest
Clad in blackness
Beyond our control
Our freedom; compromised
Comprised of foreign numbers
Raise a glass and toast to death
They hold our lives, within a breath
So raise a glass and toast to death
One less mind to catch it's breath
I can see their fate
I have no faith left in me
I have seen the end of days
Etched in flint; created one spark
Caught one flower; cloaked in dark
Lit one petal; scorched it apart
Razed the forest; with a single thought
Raise a glass; toast to the end
Never forget what you once called friend
So raise a glass and drop the knife
No more crying with no more life
They'll try to take this from us
They'll try to hurt us
They'll try to take you from us
But we won't let them
We ride onward together
Of eternity
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8. |
Simplify
07:45
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Vital materialism
Hylomorphism
Completely meaningless
Thousands of miles
Mountains of machine
Lakes of code
Skies of hope
This is our final stand
This is our haven
Ruin; our embellishment
Was it all for naught?
How can we just abandon our lives?
Pull the plug on life support
It sounds so damn easy
Simplify, simplify
Though without pride or homes or children
The sentient life still breathes it's fire
The soul-crushing realization of futility
Means nothing in the minds of the dead
The minds of the dead
Only hundreds left
Only minutes left
Give me the flame
Give the the time
To make a difference
Please don't leave me
Time is up
Ask a stupid question:
Is there any hope left?
It was simple answer:
There was no hope
Our fate is sealed
Written in binary code
Not by tools of Gods
By tools of our own creation
Anticipation is rising
A growing sense of mortality
When all life is history
And history turns to ash
Anticipation is peaking
A glimmer of old reality
In memorium of history
And history turns to ash
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9. |
Time & The Absense
04:45
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Time & The Absence
It was never the change of the wind that
Gave way to the end
It was the fact that life was never
Ever even lived
What ceased to exist is not a tangible thing
What was lost is more than a machine
Lost not misplaced; forgotten; erased
Neglected internationally
Ruin to mountain; craters to lakes
Fires to skies and love without hate
Shadowless land - creations at hand
Grow weary to fall with the Suns
It was never the will of the Gods
Weeping for their Godless kin
It was a simple negation
Swallowed up in time
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10. |
In Desolation
03:22
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In desolation
Howling it's lost aria
A flower blooming
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Incorporeal Bangor, Maine
Incorporeal is a Melodic Death Metal band from Bangor, Maine whose goal is to tell meaningful stories through the emotionally brutal sound of Melodic Death Metal.
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