1. |
Prelude To Prophecy
01:43
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2. |
Enter The Procession
03:43
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The eyes of my followers
Shine with excitement and passion
Blood-thirsty tongues that speak
Arms raised to bless
Our somnambulation
I have been granted
Powers from on high
Take part in the vision
To chain us all to a place of desolation
The only shelter we need comes from above
Instructed, now you must do the deed
Your precious free will compromised
Free will compromised
Enter the procession
The parade towards extinction
The eyes of your god close
The dying sun of their gaze
Sets upon this summoned end
My will has been done
Congregate with glee
Separate from this world
Sit by the throne that brings the end
The procession starts with me
submission
To me and my maniacal extinction
Now bow to me
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3. |
Inevitable Dissent
05:32
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He will feel my dissent
The curses I can no longer speak
Swirl inside my mind
I have been deprived
He calls himself divine
I need to understand his true desires
What are his true desires
Have they dethroned his sanity?
Where are my gods in this hour of need?
Where are my gods?
Day and night, my mind is racing
Trying to understand his reasons
After all these years of creation
A vessel now steered by a lunatic’s mouth
I fear that my death will be wind in its sails
And bring about the suffering
Will my death be wind in its sails?
And assist this final ascension?
Silenced for my perfect loyalty
Dissent
Dissent was inevitable
Searching for answers my mind flails
But my flood
Came
Silence befalls this prison cell
A slumber to sweep away my doubt
Before me stands
The choice of my way out
To spoil his plans or simply bring him hell
My hatred knows no bounds
Consuming all my weakness
My hatred knows no bounds
Now that it’s been awakened
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4. |
Bloodwell Scriptorium
05:07
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Panic arises among the scribes
As the ink runs dangerously low
“Send word to the vizier!
The master’s plan must not be delayed!”
What will come of us
If the words of The Ones are not eternalized
Their prophecy scarred upon the hands of our people
Their will inscribed upon the fabric of the universe
We will do anything
Like writhing maggots
Intoxicated by the stench of death
I will make them thirst for more
Lit the flame that burns their will to live
This is a faithful congregation
Willing to pay price for more
I adore you all, my faithful congregation
Whose blood shall fuel
The divine calligraphy
And fulfill our prophecy?
My faithful congregation
Now is the time
To prove you are worthy
My faithful congregation
My people hear me
We need a sacrifice
Spill your blood for the preservation
Of our newfound dogma
My people hear me
We need another sacrifice
Spill your blood for the preservation
Of our newfound dogma
They will be ready
They will all be willing
The pages wait for you
The knife is right above the skin
Anticipating flesh
Taunted by maniacal laughter
Now is the time
To prove you are worthy
My faithful congregation
My people hear me
We need a sacrifice
Spill your blood for the preservation
Of our newfound dogma
My people hear me
We need another sacrifice
Spill your blood for the preservation
Of our newfound dogma
To this rhythm of laughter and death
Not a drop must be spilled
Now the blood will flow
Inside the sacred bloodwell scriptorium
The writing of prophecy can commence
We fill the blood well
Fill the blood well
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Foreman!
They must work until they bleed
The ache of flesh and bone
Is no excuse for them to sleep
Do they not see the glory of the toil and struggle they endure
In the name of building a new place for our worship?
The temple shall face the sea of stars
Its beacon shall be the moon in the darkest of nights
You must embrace the shadows
In a lonely trance
Came my vision
I trust the way of the ones
Now build me a temple
I need your strongest people
This creation is a marvel to behold
Our pantheon awakens to a
new life and we cannot disappoint them
Keep the people coming
I guarantee there is no limit
To the bodies I will employ to
Keep the slaves coming
Flesh sacks of untold strength
Slaving away to create the 8th wonder of the world
Disposable husks of labor in a story yet to be told
I spill shadows on the pages
Transformed into a vessel of The Ones
Thy will be done
Thy will be done
Build me a temple
Build me a shrine
Build me a temple
Build me a shrine to the gods
Don’t fear the shadows
They still come from our sun
Now get to work!
Build me a temple
Build me a shrine
Don’t fear the shadows
They still come from our sun
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6. |
The Empress's Wager
05:35
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She needs to be alive
No method can be spared
for me
She needs to be alive
My methods shall never be questioned
I place the figures so it can begin
The black cloud thickens
A dusty, glimmering cover of life-returning shadows
Remember who you are
Bring back the memories of
power that you wielded
And the terror I induced
These are the components needed
to finish the inauguration
In a prison of stone
Cold like her skin
Energy evaporated
Life’s warmth returns
But there is one thing missing
Swiftly recovered by my hand
I gift you your tongue
I gift you your tongue
She needs to be alive
Darkness
Shall bring her back to life
Shall bring her back to life
To consummate our union with the gods
Bring her back to life
Make me the ruler of this people in the eyes of the gods
This is how I prove
I will go all the way
I will do anything
The wager
Landed in her favor
Her rest has been disturbed
Deep within the night
In the darkest chambers
Came the figures wandering
Into his mind
With zealous inspiration
They were carved to fit the
image of the power that allowed the resurrection
And her spirit once again to manifest inside the flesh
The tongue of sovereignty needs to speak
The tongue of surrender already has
Dear empress
Give it all up
Dear empress
I succeed where you have failed
Glory is finally upon us
Bring her back to life
Shall bring her back to life
To consummate our union with the gods
Bring her back to life
Make me the ruler of this people in the eyes of the
Gods
This is how I prove
I will go all the way
I will do anything
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7. |
Their Desired Ascension
04:52
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Fool!
Incompetent, self-aggrandized servant
Your thirst for what is ours
Has spoiled this finest hour
You are at the mercy of our wrath
For taking this treacherous path
We needed them pure
We needed their true devotion
And the only ones who gave it
Are bound in madness
They’re bound in madness
Broken, tainted and defiled
Enslaved with a tortured spirit
Enslaved with a tortured spirit
He spoiled their desired ascension
And she thought he saved them
But her hope was dispelled
When it was dragged to hell by blackened arms
Through burning ashes
Into its gloomiest corners
Wherever you go
The empress follows along
This hell is a haven
Until she finds you
Wherever you hide
She will kill you for your lies
This hell is a haven
A sanctuary exile
Now we deal with the rest of you
Disgusting creatures
Fodder for the earth you stand on
Monuments to ruins
Monuments to ruins
Monuments to ruins
Ascension
Was within our grasp
Spoiled souls
Gone to waste
Heretical breaking of the cycle of life
You took it too far
Spoiled souls
Are going to waste
Into its gloomiest corners
Wherever you go
The empress follows along
This hell is a haven
Until she finds you
Wherever you hide
She will kill you for your lies
This hell is a haven
A sanctuary exile
Dead before vengeance
Vengeance creeps in
From all sides
We want revenge
And so does she
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8. |
Defilement Ensued...
02:44
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Deranged and bloodstained
Envying the slaughtered
These poor souls
Imprisoned
Defilement
Ensued
To the sound of Madness
Hear the cackling
From the cursed scribes
Deep below
Their vile, sickening insight
Like straws pulled at random
From the grasp of lunacy
In secret feasting on the red ink
Despite their punishment
For taking what’s not theirs
The suffering accumulates
A social dissonance emerges
Some are ecstatically out of their minds
While others slave, cohesion diverges
He spoke on and on
From the ziggurat’s top
And made promises only the gods could fulfill
The wheels keep turning on this aimless machine
Curse the traitor
Praise the savior
Defilement ensued
To the sound
Of madness
Corruption
Is a price we had to pay
Gladly we sacrificed social cohesion
And let the scarred wander the streets
His promises
Spoke to the greatness of our gods
Of our new god
These fools bought into a lie
Told by a man who thought he knew the truth
Defilement ensued
To the sound
Of madness
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10. |
Hunted Through Hell
05:47
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In pursuit of glory
You cost me everything
I side with the hungry gods
Those abusive creatures from beyond
I owe this to
All the ones you robbed of their sanity
This hunt is a chase for justice
I do this for the ones I love
We have been your tool for way too long
Now you’re the one who bows
I went through death
A blank dimension
To see what would await me
But I only saw your face
Hunted through hell
Hunted like a beast
Hunted through hell
Now that everything is lost
The black arms chase me too
Living flesh is not welcome here
Tartarus’s suffocation
Through my death
I gained the power
To release unending fury
There is no place where you can hide
So be prepared for execution
Be prepared for execution
I side with the hungry dark gods
Abusive creatures from the beyond
I side with the hungry gods
Hunted through hell
Hunted like a beast
Hunted through hell
Now that everything is lost
I have nothing but revenge to gain
I side with the hungry gods
Abusive creatures from beyond
They were the masters and you were a
Victimizing puppet in their game
Puppet in their game
You were a
victimizing puppet
In their game
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