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Confined to this world on this dying earth, I'm alone, no survivors
Isolation feeds my dark voices within, illusion
My body expels life, death now eludes me, cannot be that I exist
Voices from the deranged who have not passed on torment me
I beg for some sanity, schizophrenic curses, silent cries inside my soul
Endless laughter screaming, on the verge of madness, mental purge
When madness is logic, confronted by the obscure
The mirror has many reflections, many personalities clash
Confined to this world on this dying earth, I'm alone, no survivors
Isolation feeds my dark voices within, illusion
My body expels life, death now eludes me, cannot be that I exist
Voices from the deranged who have not passed on torment me
Despair cries from mourning, tears fall endlessly
No souls to mourn over, no funerals held
Silence is the loudest sound when amplified
Heavy desolation, loneliness fills the void
I beg for some sanity, schizophrenic curses, silent cries inside my soul
Endless laughter screaming, on the verge of madness, mental purge
When madness is logic, confronted by the obscure
The mirror has many reflections, many personalities clash
Dimensions from the faces, calling to discard reality
In a nightmare I fall, many hands tear at my flesh
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Cities torn apart by the hands of their creators
What once stood so strong is now reduced to nothing
Wars by our own hands are a precursor to our demise
No intervention by the powers from above
Total doom for mankind
Begin process for demise, salvation when we all die, procession to annihilation
Forget when we once stood strong, in ashes where we belong, procession to annihilation
Led by arrogance our minds decayed too fast
Leaders spoke to “gods” whose will has crushed all thoughts
Taking up of arms to defend us from ourselves
Bodies torn apart from bombs sent by our “gods”
Eject us from this world
Begin process for demise, salvation when we all die, procession to annihilation
Forget when we once stood strong, in ashes where we belong, procession to annihilation
“A bleak nuclear vision warfare has obliterated the earth, what was not destroyed by bombs
will now perish in the fallout. Diseased bodies cry out praying for a salvation that will never
come. Blessed are the dead who are spared the final agony watching earths final death”
Eviscerated souls evacuated, terminate the past future is now silent
Cities torn apart by the hands of their creators
What once stood so strong is now reduced to nothing
Wars by our own hands are a precursor to our demise
No intervention by the powers from above
Total doom for mankind
See the children slaughtered dead cradled by their deceased parents
Scattered among barren ashes, wasteland there's no life to see
Arms and legs ripped from their stumps, dirty bombs casualties large
Piled up decimated cities, Shattered planet devoid life
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Opaque Shadows
11:06
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Crawling through our lives, oblivious to our feelings
Unseen by their hosts they make homes in our soul
Feel the strength from their hold, reassured then you are sold
Sold, Opaque Shadows
You have led them to your life, Oblivious now to their lies
Lies, Opaque Shadows
Parasitic curses, once their grasp is strong
Feed upon your life force, when nothings left they're gone
Feel the strength from their hold, reassured then you are sold
Sold, Opaque Shadows
You have led them to your life, Oblivious now to their lies
Lies, Opaque Shadows
You feel weak when they feed, protest subconsciously, “Get these insects off of me”
Psychic they devour, negativity within, “Internally my mind now screams”
Going from host to host, when caught out they flee
Parasite within, a shadow not to see through
Move when they are full, no more left to feed on
Disappear forever, to feed on next victim
People with no soul tread through life to harm
A chess board with many moves, the target now a king
Souls are fat from their feeds, feasting are their motives
We try to navigate our loss, never will we avoid these parasites
Crawling through our lives, oblivious to our feelings
Unseen by their hosts they make homes in our soul
Feel the strength from their hold, reassured then you are sold
Sold, Opaque Shadows
You have led them to your life, Oblivious now to their lies
Lies, Opaque Shadows
You feel weak when they feed, protest subconsciously, “Get these insects off of me”
Psychic they devour, negativity within, “Internally my mind now screams”
Cursed by being submissive, a force we try to please
Shadows that let themselves in, through portals of our kindness
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A Working God
11:01
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Day after day we fall into a whirlwind of nihilism, there is no right or wrong, let the
pessimism take over. Sucked down the sewers by our daily working lives, submit to the
masters with a pound of flesh to carry our sins forward...
Feeling numb, terminate, pride is sin, dead inside
Fear within, unstable, into this void
I'm trapped in this life by work, sustain myself
A wage is paid for my sins, must go faster
To please the gods who keep me chained to the machine
Praise the gods, on my knees, overlords, I must please
Sullen my expression, smiling on the outside
Getting through the day when my sins are paid for
Standing by myself I'm in disagreement
I don't make the rules, crush the individual
Swallow my pride and move forward, deciding on my fate
They punish, cut off all opportunities
Try to starve my hope making me one of them
A machine to fit in with the company
Ironclad agreement, A contract signed in blood
I wish I was like them, cold and calculating
Ruthless their decisions, for me no more to gain
Sucked dry by indifference, their assets have grown stronger.
Thrown aside once I'm used, A life now in the gutter
Total hate, despise them, curse of all, feel my pain
Burning inside anger rise, restore my broken pride
I once was so nice subservience denied
No more, rise up, make myself heard to them
Destroy their “morals” I will not beg
A working god, dodging your attack, fed on propaganda, Ironclad intolerance
I have crawled through broken glass, compromised my moral code
For you to step over me, defame my character
Crucify, nails are words, a crown of thorns I wear
Company logo was tattooed upon my soul
A working god, dodging your attack, fed on propaganda, Ironclad intolerance
I now feel cathartic, past employment purged
Move onto next prospect, the cycle repeats again
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Contact: gaz@nihilisticfront.com
Death/doom bastardry from Melbourne, Australia.
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