Antzaat
Album • 2020
This track is instrumental.
Human collective consciousness Manifests observable behavior Deviations of the mind Are beaten into submission There where the storm hits the ground Between the beginning and the end Unified in ignorance Passions moaning with regret Acceptance of a futile fate Ostentatious ascension Full of hate Here we stand again At our time, most pivotal moment Unable to reverse Our downward descent There where the storm hits the ground Between the beginning and the end
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
For you men who gaze into the sun Golden shrouds Silver chains Empty shrines Silken veils Behold my work and despair Poisonous dreams for you men who gaze into the sun And as we pursue our abstracts Somewhere along the way We lost ourselves Poisonous dreams for you men who gaze into the sun
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
Melancholy ignites Suddenly, in a glaring instant When you least expect it The sacrifice for awakening Was often too much to bear Creeping entity of pain and suffering The Black Hand moves again On a pedestal of petrified corpses Rests the infernal relic Encased in a sea of silence Calling from the blackness Upon the impenetrable gateway Adorn this crown of concrete Thorns rend the skin Adorn the crown of concrete Its talons pierce the mind Pierce the mind Adorn this crown of concrete Thorns rend the skin Adorn the crown of concrete Its talons pierce the mind
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Crawling, searching fragments Of a shattered world For a place of our own Creation has inverted Through the eyes of a rotten mind Creation has inverted The self has eroded Into an infertile plain I am inside my self I live inside myself I am inside my self I am a prisoner of my mind A blue rose withers Under the sign of its unattainability A tragic beauty fades Under the sign of an inevitable ending I am inside my self I live inside myself I am inside my self I am a prisoner of my mind
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
Radiant fire enlightens the path Flesh melts, in truths' eyes we are purified Fire, golden rays shine incandescent Radiant fire enlightens the path Its blazing beauty blinds our eyes Charred remains cover the steps of our temple An unnatural ritual stains its sacred halls Tainted by darkness Fire, hatred In your eyes, vilified Fire, hatred So close, yet denied Fire, hatred In your eyes, vilified Fire, hatred So close, yet denied Fire, hatred In your eyes, vilified Fire, hatred So close, yet denied Always denied
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
Doubts' knife pierces the veil A void beyond lingers Old apparitions shifting Recreating themselves from dreams Darkness strikes once again Singing bones haunt the blackness Horrors moving unseen Trails left in the night An immovable tragic dance A battle of ancients Locked into a final stance Forever entwined You fleeting youth Find solace So eager to burn Rest your tired head And be born, be born anew In spite of our failure In spite of our defeat In spite of our victory Before the light You fading elder Seek absolution So unwilling to learn The old world is fading How many times have we died for you? Altruistic beings of glorious descent Tricked into unpayable debt Shackles cast around your necks Rightfully earned, again and again
Madness, a sweet release A world endurable only by dulled senses A blunt blade, botched delivery wounds Insanity induced by disdain Inferior flesh tormented forever Embrace Perpetual Suffering Longer than eternity Limbless Molded Deformed Sad excuse for a creature Hatred towards its own creator Man made flesh made god machine Cruelty without purpose Revenge for a tortured existence In an instant our curse lifts We devoured each other Behold exalted, bask amongst the glorious ruins Deathless we roam Ravaged by hunger Crippled in most ironic ways Dragged out suffering Behold exalted, bask amongst the glorious ruins
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
A coalition of failed men Scales fates' eerie strings Brave warriors, aspiring champions Lower your heads, avert your gaze Such a shameful display Silently witnessed Tempted accomplices Indulge yourselves Inward cleansing Shattered halls of glass Housing motionless statues Unable to halt their own demise Rejoice in the chaos, in the desperation For our day, so hard-earned is finally upon us Reality palpitates once again Tears our corporeal vessel Sever your hands Such fruitless branches In a barren orchard Cut down for a pyre This shall be our finest hour Gather what remains of yourselves Between the painted and the blind Nobody ever truly wins
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
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