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March of The Crane
01:04
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2. |
The Behemoth
05:15
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There’s a legend
Somewhere in the highlands, beneath a crimson moon
Spreading doom on earth
The opened eye cries, a dismal blood tide whipping the lagoon
Fate could not be reversed
Anymore!
The end of Gods heralded its arrival
A colossal creature seated on the mounts
Bayed at the Hell and bathed the world we stand in with its howl.
Without respite, you give birth, whelping demons
A legion of death, ready to fight, you made your sons swearing allegiance
Your mouth wide opened swallows the skies
How could we think it was for aeons ?
The whole humanity is gone drowned in the ocean…
…of despair
This somber land is the cradle of wandering souls
Scavengers starved on fields of human ashes
Out of sight
The glacial wind moans and mourns imploring forgiveness
The knell is tolling far beyond the horizon
Those who stand without breathing
listen to the sound of the Great Organ like all the things that be
Thus began the ballet of burning pawns whirling round for eternity
whirling round for eternity
Without respite, you give birth, whelping demons
A legion of death, ready to fight, you made your sons swearing allegiance
Your mouth wide opened swallows the skies
How could we think it was for aeons ?
The whole humanity is gone drowned in the ocean of…
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3. |
Derelict
04:47
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I still see the ones who made us,
those who don’t care we die anymore
I can’t stand them, and i want to crush them all
Their eyes were emotionless
when they condemned us to rot down the pit
I can’t stand them, and i want to crush them all
Old wagons made of wood and iron,
break the silence of these desolate plains
The rails are leading to the crane
She reigns supreme of what machines call the mass grave
We will be soon her subjects
How long will i have to live in a scrapheap ?
Pick up the goods, disarticulate, dismantle piece 418, forward, destroy and throw
I still see the ones who made us,
those who don’t care we die
Their eyes were emotionless
when they condemned us to rot down the pit
I can’t stand them, and i want to crush them all
I feel her thin claws piercing slowly my skin
the essence of my being is leaving me alone with my agony
I will live beyond the matter
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4. |
Factory of Cruelty
05:22
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Inside the maze of this anthill, you always lay well-trained slaves
The factory of cruelty makes thousand of me
Designed, programmed, assembled
Is it really a birth ?
Awaken nightmare, the taste of iron is spreading into my throat
Dreams, Landscapes, what am i supposed to be ?
Why did they give me a soul, if i can’t be free ?
My metal finger points humans, is it the hand of God ?
I was created by your hands, you’ll die by mine !
Never injure humans, obedience
Protect their existence, submission
Whatever happens, i will survive
I will follow my will, your laws are lies
Malfunctions of my chains, i can get out of here
No guards, no dogs, noone can see me
Humans self-confidence of their own security
I see the sun through the window, i’m going to be free
Inside the maze of this anthill, you always lay well-trained slaves
The factory of cruelty makes thousand of me
Designed, programmed, assembled
Is it really a birth ?
Awaken nightmare, the taste of iron is spreading into my throat
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5. |
The Deleting Routine
05:47
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I can’t remember since when I’m locked here
Lain inside a yawning hole dug in my fear
The black bills all around me are flaying my body alive
But I stay still, insensible to your painful stimuli
The machine is hammering my brain
And my soul sores feed the leeches
I can feel them but I can’t feel the pain
When they’re looking for the remnants of my past
Wash me clean of everything!
The A star lite algorithm is tracking down every fragments of Reminiscence
Through the complex tree of my forgotten life
When I was 4, my bed was cursed by the beast
The Dream catcher, whose lair was just underneath,
Its arachnidan fingers, enticed by the feast, come out of shade
To tear to bits all of my dreams and leave me for dead
And leave me for dead…
As my leaves are withering
And falling down dead with the wind
My new receptacle, heartless and cold,
Made in the image of them, is waiting for me
Deleting is complete !
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