lyrics
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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EP#1,
released July 21, 2021
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