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
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024