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Hate Mode On
02:55
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Under the cold depths of the Inner Mountains
Behind the Snake Den, great vestige lies asunder
Like a vine-grown crumbling stone wall
Among the Fallen State, standing firm and ancient
Pure form of thought, matter I've transcended
What's perennial, perpetuates suffering
Harmonies I pluck, with strings of the universe
Space belongs to me, can you hear me scream?
Turning the hate mode on!
To the limit, you will feel
(What?!)
Powers that make
Shadows crawl through the night
Slithering up and down the neck
It's freezing, it breaks me and I want out
Flesh is evil it grips forever
Spoken words:
At once indistinguishable speech
Appears from beyond the Great Horizon
Learning their tongue means sacrifice
But courage is there for madness
Utop the Misty Hill chilling winds howl and sublime prisms reflect all
Images that cannot be unseen
Fiery sigils brand the endless cycle
Imprisoned God sitting on the Black Throne of Chaos
Turning the hate mode on!
Soul and reason are laid to rest
Instincts burst with fanatical rage
Reproducing my pain to infinity
I'm born to suffer, share the pain
Neverending these dimensions
Endless slipgates, ultra-nightmare
Songs for hopeless...
Turning the hate mode on!
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False Entailment
07:37
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No indication of its coming (my thoughts were all dispersed)
When it gripped me (my thoughts were all dispersed!)
On both sides of the divide, I want to cross to other side
Facing pain reflection (facing pain reflection)
Indecisive decay, by the glances when it passes,
Choices feel strong in ilussion blur
False Entailment
False Entailment
Appearing at the weirdest angles, movement comes in many forms
Those shadows lack the substance, but I'm clinging to their touch
Stuck with repeating consequences
False Entailment
False Entailment
Conceptualizing, never realizing, sustenance is fleeting still
Forever reaching event horizon, transients are blending dull
Leaving human form behind, rearranging the immutable
Persistent to change in spite the curse of perpetual
This was all False Entailment
Deliverance and doom (deliverance and doom)
Permanently stuck along the edge of unknown
To suffer and die in the paradox of False Entailment
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Slaving to the mundane, imprisoned by the dread
Physiology of flesh in this forceful pact
Triggered by the absurd, point of no return
The will, the mind, spirit never dies
False prophets and herds of the propaganda
Subdue the sublime craft, the art
Satisfaction, forever to comply
Invoking their Lord, one will soon be gone
Minstrel strikes the core!
Paralysis by Analysis, stricken by imposter syndrome
Saturated with the concepts, hard path of realization
Weary by the static forces, illusion still dispells
Self arises, synthesizes
Thus be the end of thy paradigm in the eyes of the fearless
Citing the words of the brave and False Entailment
Thus was the way where all choices lead
Recovering in exile, Minstrel plays 'til the very end
Minstrel strikes the core!
Slaving to the mundane, imprisoned by the dread
Physiology of flesh in this forceful pact
Triggered by the absurd, point of no return
The will, the mind, spirit never dies
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