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Death of the Chosen Few
06:21
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In the shadows of the world it lies
Finding solace with the sullen ones destined to die
Not a demon or a beast that kills all
But with each death it smiles no matter how small
I can feel the life draining from me
Each drop a little moment for the future to be
Soon the black face will turn to you too
When it’s decided you’re the final of the chosen few
Plague
Bleeding
End
Nothing you can do
The fire that’s burning through, it will turn to you
Circles trapped inside, in embered light you will confide
Unseal the wound
Bring on the death of the chosen few
Trapped in the war machine breaking my bones as I feed great engine that’s eating our homes
Don’t look in the mirror cause there’s no turning back
The signal was given. It’s time to attack.
Don’t look in the mirror cause there’s no turning back
The signal was given. It’s time to attack.
There’s no turning back
We ride
In fire
In the shadows of the world it lies
Finding solace with the sullen ones that are destined to die
Not a demon or a beast that kills all
But with each death it smiles no matter how small
I can feel the life draining from me
Each drop a little moment of the future to be
Soon the black face will turn to you too
When it’s decided you’re the final of the chosen few
Plague
Bleeding
End
Nothing you can do
The fire that’s burning through, it will turn to you
Circles trapped inside, in embered light you will confide
Unseal the wound
Bring on the death of the chosen few
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Three Fates
05:05
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Ruins of Yore
05:45
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Crumbling down the stone
Can you see it
The city beneath is there
Can you read it
The writings of the old
I’m not going away
The spirits do not share
You must listen to what we say
Remember me
Buried away beneath the black ruin of yore
Is the dark rune of persecution
Nothing to say but the dark words of the master’s tongue
Telling you work, slave, under my gun
From the old world to the new
Shipwrecks killed all but the chosen few
Dying in vain
When this body gives all it’s got
My life will be just an after-thought
Crumbling down the stone
Can you see it
The city beneath is there
Can you read it
The writings of the old
I’m not going away
The spirits do not share
You must listen to what we say
Remember me
Remember this soul
No matter what’s told
Beneath the black ruin of yore
Is the dark rune of persecution
Nothing to say
But the words of the masters tongue
From the old world to the new
Shipwrecks killed all but the chosen few
Dying in vain
this body gives all until it rots
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Old as Wise
04:33
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War Beast Feeds
09:23
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War god!
Unleashing the beast that feeds on the weak
Spikes combing the ground beneath us
Eating the vermin’s black seed that they sowed in exchange for their freedom
Whether you know it or not the war has just begun
You’re either with us or you on the run
Cloven hooves stamp down the dirt
Old world crushing down
Souls who cry out
Say nothing but that they are hurt
Fine grains of sand
Do not feel pain do not bleed
When the war beast feeds
Feign death
And tell me
You’re owed
Your life back
The soil runs with blood!
The slaves inside
Who heed our thirst
Became the ones who ride
The circle closed
With our birth
Bury me so violently
I’ll return when you need me
In your time of anarchy
Say my name and I’ll set free
Eat the weak, I’ll obey, they will go first
Bones for hunger, blood for thirst
But I’m not done, I can’t stop, masters can’t heed
You’re all next cause I am the war beast
Unleashing the beast that feeds on the weak ones
Spikes combing the ground beneath us
Eating the vermin’s black seed that they sowed in exchange for their freedom
Whether you know it or not the war has just begun
You’re either with us or you are on the run
Cloven hooves stamp down the dirt
Old world crushing down
Souls who cry out
Say nothing but that they are hurt
Fine grains of sand
Do not feel pain do not bleed
When the war beast feeds
Feign death
And tell me
You’re owed
Your life back
The earth runs dry.
The slaves inside
Who heed our thirst
Became the ones who ride
The circle closed
With our birth
War god breaks all those who dare to speak
Fall in line and we’ll reign supreme
Riding the wake of fire that we all set
I’ll pass out matches and you’ll do the rest
Grinding the great wheels that carve up the land
Watching the old cities fall and break down in to sand
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Procession
04:37
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Tower of Worms
07:20
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Each plank another mistake
Each nail stolen from the coffins of their dying breed
Each one destined for me
From the soil the growth surrounds my form high above the city
The crows carry messages of plague
And I wait for night.
Carry me piece by piece
Where I rest worms will feast
In me
Hope to god no one sees
What they’ve all done to me
Burn me
I’m dying down
With the fools
Who built me up
Worms return
The fires burning so close
One little spark will bring this whole thing down
Worms cast out the light
The light
Bring me down
The fire will consume you too
We’re the form of the chosen few
Fire take them all now
The light
Carry me piece by piece
Where I rest worms will feast
I’m dying down
With the fools
Who built me up
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Sam Gorski Los Angeles, California
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