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Dam - Purity
Dam - Purity
Spiritual Void
Irrational decisions, subconscious infliction
Religions dividing, Imposing their visions of earth
Riding the fury of others
Aspiring inert mounds of martyred flesh
Reckless collection of minds
Canning words and maggots hook
False prophets to die by the book
Stealing dreaming souls blind
New world age of bible farce
More the filth of words they are
Suited brown and green and black
Whores that dare stare spirits down
Stilted masks don spewing crowds
Dismal, reflective
Sick in human flaws they weep
Vomit egos brawl and rule
World visions collide
Within this spirit void hold nothing true
Dying for your ideas
Subsidies, the joke's on you
Subconscious denial, religious infliction
Sordid, destructive, disgusting spirits of earth
Fanatics corrupting,
Embroiling the childish and desperate
Hateful icons spread their mould
Graceless, stoic, useless
Desperate frenzied twisted souls
Dying to worship their void.
2. City Of Envy
The flake of strong intake and lies despise the wake of a dream,
This stream: this seam of bowels and psyche, psychically forbade a tie,
Withheld the lie of a million burning voices
Of old.
Flowers with half a burn must turn...
Must turn, and brain to wait...
And brain to wait so talk...
Lances will bleed the body to burn, and grin will the spirit within;
Spit in the eye of one who cares and dares to walk at my side:
Oh glorious pride...
Underlining the flaws within... could they win?
Cursing a friend to hasten the end of a farce called eternity...
Of a farce called eternity.
Flowers with half a burn must turn, and brain to wait so talk to me...
And brain to wait so talk to me.
The facts that permeate this act
Crown us all with wretched hate,
Lay waste to all that is known...
And lay the wicked on their throne:
Willing erosion of sanctity;
Bleeding the eye in which my vision holds
Of old,
Such molten strings of destiny...
Behold!...
A hail of burning voices.
Close at my side and strong, they help me burn inside;
Vexed noble spirits show me there is hope for human kind...
3. No God With Me
Fury with strength another fine line, to rhyme with care,
And tread the thread bare: longer than time, thinner than air,
In spite of its length,
By compulsion, wine, that the soul transcends
At it twilight's end.
They speak to me in my dreams
In grotesque, gaping screams of silence;
Onlooking eyes of nothing stare:
This grotesque vacuum has taken form
"See that I, even I, am he,
And there is no God with me,
I kill and I make alive,
I have wounded and I heal,
And there is none that can deliver out of my hand." [Deut. 32:35]
None of this is real, all of it makes sense;
Fractal vortex iterates recurrence in a dream:
Brooding sordid vacuum.
4. Come To Dust
[Originally "Fidele" by W. Shakespeare]
Fear no more the heat o' the sun,
Nor the furious winter's rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages:
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.
Fear no more the frown o' the great
Thou art past the tyrant's stroke;
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak:
The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this, and come to dust.
Fear no more the lightning-flash,
Nor the all-dreaded thunder-stone;
Fear not slander, censure rash;
Thou hast finish'd joy and moan:
All lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee, and come to dust.
No exorciser harm thee!
Nor no witchcraft charm thee!
Ghost unlaid forbear thee!
Nothing ill come near thee!
Quiet consummation have;
5. Rain
[Instrumental]
8. Fury
In my mind it is clear, a truth within, I hold the key;
Through the fields of joy, at times of pain, I am fury.
Nurture the food of my disgust, their pain will easy my victory;
Before despondent, insecure, now focused on reality.
9. Intermission
[Instrumental]
L. Vipulananthan - Guitar
E. Hein - Bass