1.Leica
I heard you call through our wall
Waving your tle through our minds eye
A direct embodiment of your wanton faith
You command me as I'm unknowingly
Succumbing to your ways
Digusting, yet so intriguing, I recent my beliefs
Accepting your false idols as my own, forsaking mine
I will be reborn and pure blood will line the land
I am just a fool, masked and anonymous
the final test lies just ahead
The swordsman have chosen me
I will die
I heard you call me from over the sea
I heard you call bringing me to this place
Once meek and on a perilous path
Now guided every stop of the way
Light the fire and cast me in
Knowing the meaning of sacrifice
I will be the burning heart in the chest of the wicker man
I believe in the eternal life through sacrificing myself to you
I believe in the everlasting life
Achieving the death of a martyr for you
2.An Autopsy
Exhume this wretched corpse
Its lifelessness to be with held
His pale face tells the story of an unjust life
(A) Sickening story of uncomfortable familiarity
The saddened shadow of a man that once was
Casts me into disgust
The dissecting begins in the chest
Bone saws gnaw through lifeless flesh
A heartless cavity reveals a painless end
Preceeded by a pain unknown
His bold voice was forever silenced
The saddened shadow of a man that once was
Casts me into disgust
Sever the skull
His mind lies in peace
Free from the torment of existance
3.Pestilence
A flourishing plague comsumes the masses
Emaciated figures dying in the streets
Boils and sores devour their flesh
Vital organs turn to sludge
This inescapable fate captures humanity
With everyhour more victims fall
Mass hysteria becomes the protocol
Civilization turns to savavgery
With no hope for a cure in sight
Science becomes futile the the chaos
Disease their ridden humans play out their final
Days as ravenous animals
A bastardized version of man which cannot be reversed
Limbs and appendages rot and fall off
Leaving hideous cratures in tormented hell
Suffering life forms await death in the misery of defeat
Mass fraves filled with diseased bodies
Spreading sickness posthumoulsy
4.All Dark Graves
Shovels pierce the horizon bridging the barrier between what's
and what's deceased
And the symbiotic nature of all that's between
No matter who or what lies 'neath
Life carries on above unphased by the everlasting absense of the
slowly rotting
Delving deeper, darkness falls, corrosion sets in as life begins
to fall apart
Shapeless beings call forth to be one with them
Achieving immortality through the process of decomposition
The selfish request of a treacherous host
Everything does take life, even the earth must feed
Approaching the barren wasteland
Nothing to set one space from another
Lungs collapse from lack of air
Digestion has started
There is no turning back
Atomization occurs forcing fragments of the former in opposite
directions
Some upwards through to the surface and others into the abyss
To be forever forgotten
For life will carry on above
5.Horizons of Chaos, Pt. 1： The Foretelling
From dusk till dawn, the poison siren sings her song
Rage bleeds through her skin, walls of patience caving in
Cowards caged by sward, still sheathed at the brink of war
One flick of the wrist, his arm shall cease to exist
The horizons of chaos
Whores of war, on their knees, begging for mercy
High noon above the dunes, corpses caress these ruins
Drifting cross the wastelands, the siren starts to chant
Fire in her eyes, bringing the blackened skies
A redemption for the restless, decimation of the fearless
The horizons of chaos
Content with dying, the hopeless keep trying
Warriors to walk the paths of the dead
All is lost, kiss your cross
6.Horizons of Chaos, Pt. 2： Oracle of the Onslaught
ON... THE...
On the helm of a false entity,
The fateful standing firmly
Betrayl of the worthy
Patrons of demoralization
Disregarding justice
Corrupting mids of the innocent,
Society bows to the throne
Unaware of what the siren beholds,
Fools suffer.
The Horizons of Chaos
The solstice of annihilation
This break of daylight is their last for
All eternity
A sacred blood will spill
She'll bask in their ashes
A sacred blood will spill
She'll bask in their scorching ashes
On the helm of a false entity,
The fateful standing firmly
Betrayl of the worthy
Patrons of demoralization
Disregarding justice
Corrupting minds of the innocent,
Society bows to the throne
Unaware of what the siren beholds,
Fools suffer.
Bringer of night,
Bringer of day,
Bringer of hate,
Bringer of doom,
Bow down to your god： reaper of your soul
Look into her eyes; see the white light
Hand upon his head, look up at your queen
Never again
Hand upon his head, look up at your queen
Never again
Tried to take her throne？
Now, she'll take your life.
A sacred blood will spill
She'll bask in their ashes
A sacred blood will spill
She'll bask in their scorching ashes
7.Akeldama
To live in true freedom is to release all inhibitions
The fears of mortality must be forgotten; no longer living for
death, no longer dying to live
Existence and nonexistence coagulating
Saftey found through ignorance; shackling human individuality
8.Ghost of a Stranger
Infatuated with the corpse
An exact image of what it was just a moment ago
A ball gag suppresses the last breath that it ever took
My body is bathed in the warmth of blood
never thought that it would
have kept me warm on this very fateful night
But now I know that those screams were not of pain but they were
my ecstasy
Its white skin is illuminated under pale moonlight
Reminiscent of fresh snowfall
The patterns formed by shadows and its hair make each square
inch unique
My lips still burn from the last time that I uttered its proper
name
Those thin wrists seem to melt in my hands
My flesh on its flesh with gravity on my side
I should, but won't, tread lightly on it
My garments lay in shreds with the last of my humanity
Brushing the hair from its face I am locked into a dead stare
Its open pupils act as a mirror and they are reflecting back at
me
Not who I am but, what I have become
I pledge allegiance to this husk, giving it all that I've got
Pushing my power in
And absorbing its life as mine, becoming one with it
I unclasp the ball gag and inhale its death
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