Death By Starvation

by Death By Starvation

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Recorded in Studio Improviso by Francisco G. Bueno e Kexo.
Mix and Master by Kexo
Cover art by Ars Moriendee

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released October 7, 2013

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Death By Starvation Sao Paulo, Brazil

Death in life
Life in death

II - Guitars/Vocals
III - Drums
IV - Bass

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Track Name: Abandonment of Being
Abandonment of Being

When the besieger is foiled
- Fraud, the conquering worm
When egoism succumbs
- Cripple, the shameful being
The world reflects his contempt
- Scorn, the mirror of truth
Broken, he stands in disdain
- By Itself, for itself

The truth engulfs, the lie succumbs
Egoism is nothing that a moral route
A subjective way to mimic strengh
But its foolish, as hope is

Such a waste of life negleted
Such a shame in living mistaken

Isolation, a egoistic choice
- Pain still lingers
A lie, in a moral disguise
- Pain cannot be forfeit

Tornd by pain, hope still remains
Broked by hope, man stills human

Such a waste of life negleted
Such a shame in living mistaken

Isolation, a rational choice
But in this hollow escape we feast onto madness
And in the end there is nothing, completely nothing
Only an echoing shadow, of a lingering and senseless presence

Sink inside into nothingness
Rationality a falacious maze
Trance in abandonment
Close the casque, and let the soul weap

Face defeat and its splendors
Falaciousness at hand
Crawl in shame, and denial
All hail the abandonment of being
Track Name: Egoism, Mark of the Wise Man
Egoism, mark of the wise man

When our very being shows (itself as rout)
Faced with the ultimate imperfection
A possibilite but hard questioning comes from within (born of despair)
Searching for all possible causes of such nefarious obloquy
And like a bolt of sapience
The truth shows itself, beautiful and terrible

Misbegotten, wretched and foul by all means
Hope lies in acceptance
Because only in collectivity we fell like owners themselves
But we fell, while others nourish

Parasitic, on the reproachful bonding
In the vain attempt to become solid we turn into feckless
Bonding, sacrificing to others
We transfigure into a mockery of life itself
Summarizes the denail of all pleasures
A velvet prision for ravenous and hollow spirits
Choked and blighted by values
A deformated tolerance of moral shame

Egoism, amoral and rational, the mark of the wise man
Egoism, amoral and rational, the mark of the wise man
True in his path, whow knows that only by his strenght alone he can feel
True in his path, whow knows that only by his strenght alone he can feel resplendent above all else
Track Name: Notabatur Inedia Mortem
Notabatur Inedia Mortem

A child sucking, dying
The marrow of his own mother
Bodies, succumbed
Tokens of a failed race

A massive tomb, shimmering
Coagulated myriads of flesh
Thousands of naked corpses
Rotting, left in the sun

Worm, rot, void, death
Ruin, alone, despair, abandon
Torn, sick, acrid, flies
Nothing, zero, nihil, void

In death, we cleanse, this womb
A purtid presence upon the earth is done
Another death in life, there is none
Only black and cold, the taste of sand and drought

Thought piearced, and lashed, a sky obscure
Conforms, in sulfur, the fractals of sin
Famine laugh eternal
The screams of shame, this dialetic death

Notabatur inedia mortem
Inanitione , finalis solutio
Mortem, sibi concibit
Sepulcrum humanitas

A massive tomb, shimmering
Coagulated myriads of flesh
Thousands of naked corpses
Rotting, left in the sun
Track Name: Eluding the Grasp of Possibility
Eluding the Grasp Possibility

Feels like a fortress, but its not - the marbles of collective foundations are built on sand
the possibiçity of growth nurtured in tortuous sustems of man's deception

Misdirection of enlightenment - A hard and futile path, the soul's famine
Innocuous and expensive, hapiness as a lure to engulf true reason

By suffering we hope, hope as the virotic riposte of disapointment
The woe of self abnegation, feeds with ashes a false arrogance

Eluding the grasp of possibility
of absolute hapiness we attest a choice //
marke by // an inner void
concentrating expenditure
of self to the self
Elufing the grasp of possibility

Tearing apart//one by one, blind by binds
//we suffer in strife and denial
Values, colective shackles
Values, oh the inferno

Built like a fortress, and it is - the rubbles of mans foundations are scattered
the certantiy of decay - insuflated in toruous systems of collective death
Misdirection of enlightenment - A hard and futile path, the soul's famine
Innocuous and expensive, hapiness as a lure to engulf true reason

Eluding the grasp of possibility
of social compromise we walk the path //
know by // the wisest man
supressing despair in individual cultism
Eluding the grasp of possibility
Track Name: Silence, Thereafter
Silence, Thereafter

And there is, nothing left
Only rotting corpses
Broken gospels, and faint ecoes
Of a dead morality

And there is none, no resistance
No escape or hope
There is only silence
And thereafter
An aftertaste of naught

"Everything is so old, everything is so dark, i remeber it from a dream, corner of this time"

And now we reap, what we saught, in this desert
And now we weap, in the absense of life
Corpses laughing, sarcastic lash of starvation
Bodies all torned, the curse of being all too human

And there is, nothing left
Only empty souls
Hollow sylogisms, all shattered
Of a feeble filosophy

And there is none, no dialetic
no retoric or argument
There is only silence
and thereafter
an aftertaste of naught

In this death of categoric abism, we must only submit
Reverberating the logic of suicide, we must only submit

And there is none, no resistance
No escape or hope
There is only silence
And thereafter
An aftertaste of naught