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The Horn
01:22
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Across the Congo, haunting visions of my dead come
To kill the messenger, it’s the law from the ancient gods
At the swinging stern, reading secrets that mankind forgot
Wisely choosing what will be my final words.
Growing feelings inside
That don't burn out
The world has to see
The horror, horror
If you look me in the eyes
You can't take flight
At least i'll see the king feeling
Horror, horror
I've lost my faith and surrendered to the jungle
The will to power is a trip of no return
And i've reborn from the river to society
Knowing evolution is nature's suicide attempt
People will go mad!
People will go mad!
Growing feelings inside
That don't burn out
The world has to meet
The horror, horror
Eternal gloom in the eyes
Waiting for rescue
But I am condemned
In the end you can pretend I said her name
Consciousness is barbarism!
Hearts in the dark,
Wailing wolves
A pair of wandering souls in despair
And a cut, and a prayer, that God marked as seen
Civilization is bleeding
But the world will rise again
They always forget
The horror, horror
If they have the choice
They choose the light
But I am condemned
Still you can pretend he said her name
Consciousness is barbarism!
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Transmutation
06:13
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Who's this guy who claims he is nothing?
And limps towards truth with sores on his hands
If I put on my knees, faking mutilations
I’ll tell him from below that he’s not one of us
Self identities, created by the state, are used as
A mirage, of liberation, a wall
For the Homo Sacer proud, Homo Sacer proud!
You shouldn’t fall for the all lives matter
Power segregates, creating its new truths
You accept the lie to organize an overthrow
But we must not forget the means are not the end
Self identities, TNT for the state, are used as
War horns, a gesture, to unchain
Transmutate!
Transmutate!
Are your bricks to isolate?
Or to throw against the bank?
Are you digging for your grave?
Or making space in the barricade?
War horns, the force, to free
The Homo sucker proud, Homo sucker proud
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When I see a moral thought in a mortal man
I smile with complacence and wink him the eye
I've seen many people taking care of their souls
While mine was thrown in a trash can alone
We want infrahuman rights!
And dance in delirium rites!
Demand worthy sacrifice
Cause what’s dead can die again
You want to evict Ctulhu and his hordes?
You want to exploit the energy inside the earth?
You know when he's asleep, seems calm and slow
But when he wakes up, you'll feel his
Wrath!
He is no mortal
He is all mortal’s
Fear!
He is no mortal
He is the dead that dies again
If you want to oppress them
Archaic beliefs will loom
If you try to mess with them
Be aware!
Or you will meet your doom.
When I see a moral thought in a mortal...
I see many people wasting...
If you like your status quo you shouldn't...
Tempt!
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Where Empires Die
04:42
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The rise and the fall leave a sign
The fight for control sets the dust
With the random movements of tectonic plates
Legions of children are forged in the image of Abbadon
Born!
From the ash!
Dead!
In cross-fire!
Cursed land, empires graveyard
Cursed land, they come and lay
Islam, bushwhacker’s heaven
Islam, the price to pay
Fed by the fruits of Zaqqum
Led by the sword of Dragut
Centuries of resistance made your religion obsolete
A population trapped between wars and theocratic regimes
Torn!
From within!
Cry!
Void of form!
Cursed land, empires graveyard
Cursed land, a tortured state
Islam, a poisoned shelter
Islam, serve and obey
Every mother in this land has brought an Alexander
In Panjshir valleys, all the empires find rest
The gauls that do not yield, are condemned to endless wars
Ceterum censeo, Imperialism delenda est
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Rod of Asclepius
05:50
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Sometimes I have a desire, sometimes I want to pray
Life is in the hands of Allah, this is what they say
Darkness comes while the mosque sleeps, they cannot see
Necromancy is a sin, oh please God help me
Cut! Inside!
A myiasis infects all this inert corpse
I‘m afraid I can't understand
Holy words
Which talk about the mercy facts of God.
Thousands perish every day,
Many come from the north.
What thoughts will the knights have?
The cross and the sword
How can one be an apostate,
Without knowing the true faith?
How can I offend the priests
With the lives I have saved?
Decapitate! Infidels will fall to eternal death!
I‘m afraid I can't understand
Holy words
Which talk about the mercy facts of God.
All the questions i have will lead me to sin and unknown wisdom
I don't know if I'm reading the Quran or the Asclepius tale
I will keep exploring the arid eastern hills
To produce my medicines, punishment someone feels
Death stalks our souls, with an iron fist
Why believe in miracles? God takes more than he gives!
Decapitate! Infidels will fall to eternal death!
I‘m afraid I can't understand
Holy words
Which talk about the mercy facts of God.
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Return From Damascus
05:18
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You want me to follow you straight to the abyss
with your torch lighting up the shadows it casts
Deformed images of your past, still stain your own walls
While I'm still wondering what’s the product you sell
You changed, you’re so proud
I see the same face
When you say illumination
Concussion is the name
So what?
You fell from the horse, fell from the horse
What else?
Illuminate me
And what?
Show me your point, just another point
Come on!
Get up and ride away
I know that while I'm going you're already on your way back
But the stones you fell on are still there for you
I pave my own path, and I don’t reject hands
But don’t torture me with crap that just expands your ego
These debates you feel overcome
Are just acts of faith
So what?
You fell from the horse, fell from the horse
What else?
Illuminate me
And what?
Show me your point, just another point
Come on!
Go back to the riding school
You say my mind is so closed, I beg to differ
Seeing your head scattered on the ground, still my favorite affair
You say I’m against progress, I plead innocent
we should move the fastest we can, red button is the aim
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Pillars of Creation
09:54
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Years of Lead
05:59
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When nothing is black or white
And there’s no even tones of grey
Can you tell me how to fight?
Should I climb the spiral of despair?
The roving army starts its march
With taciturn eyes they do their purge
Searching for a forgotten tower
But panopticon is a little lower
Soldiers of the world
Became citizens
The mines of the road
Are put by neighbours
The years of lead!
Romantic war has come to its end
The only chance for peace is adding a rest
In years of lead you don’t build swords
Choose nape shot or useless words
The humpback monster walks downhead
Covering himself while he’s in bed
Spitting his breath on both sides
Revolution dies across its blindfold eyes
Its blindfold eyes!
While my eyes are on the darkness
Well, my spirit is on first line
Please stop the loop!
Please stop the loop!
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