1. |
Prelude
03:33
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forget redemption,
we welcome you to stay
enter, all you angels
to the palace of decay
bide your silence
in your face we see the scorn
light another candle
for the darkness is reborn
so where are your gods
in whom you placed your faith
tear down your altars
and return unto the clay…
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2. |
Babylon
05:32
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Break the holy temples,
Wash away your s(k)in
Float in time and space combined
In Abzu descended,
Stripped of mortal shell,
Above the seas and below the sky
Fading out, you seep into the night
Caked in the dust, this is where you’ll die
The pillars of creation,
Stretch away from sight,
An age outside of death transpires
Unfulfilled and empty
A god without a shrine
Lost to all, lost to time
Fading out, you drift into the light
Caked in the dust, this is where you’ll die
Of your wisdom, time will never know
Land of lost gods, this is where we go
Fading out, you drift into the light
Caked in the dust, this is where you’ll die
Of your wisdom, time will never know
All was lost this was Babylon
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3. |
To Know Us is to Fear Us
04:08
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Reich of sorrow
A shattered dream
Embrace the terror of the visage of your kings
Rule by fear;
And trussed renown
Obsequence whittles cattle down
Where are your gods?
Foul cancers of your creation
So on you march
Gorging from the trough of hatred
Remit of silence
Your self is lost
Conjoin the faceless in the none-ness of the void
Marionette
All bound in chain
All habit homogenised and grey
You are the damned
Willing drudges of the ancients
Voided and blank
Foetid swine bound in ages
Teen die aand
Diep in jou gedagte
Sal ons vreet
Op julle angste
In your towers
Of conceit
Hemmed in pride and pandered to deceit
We raze the walls
We cast them wide
Let you wallow in bitter deicide
Where are the gods?
Do they still serve the faceless?
We are the damned
Bound by the mystic aegis
Julle sal val
Een by een
Goddelose seun
Van die nuwe wêreld
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In chains we walk, ensnared in time,
Our hopes, ours fear, slit from our minds
Dreams like wisps in winds that blow
They fade like tracks upon the snow
Vision interred with unsung fears,
Broken joys entwined (with)in tears
Visage contorts, abhorred in marrow
No respite cinched in our sorrow
In sleep
He speaks in our minds
Awakened
He sees through our eyes
In thought
He plants his seeds
In death
We fulfill his needs
The clarion rings and we doth follow
In darkened void our eyes formed hollow
Sonorous chants from realms unseen
Entice our minds to deeper dream
Isolate, and feed our whims
Praise our base and fervent sins
Till further out, the cord is furled
We’re ne’re to (re)wake to our world
A sliver of hope, false it may be
A bottled note, cast to the sea
We shall ride, the tides of space
A footnote in this “superior” race
In sleep
He speaks in our minds
Awakened
He sees through our eyes
In thought
He plants his seeds
In death
We fulfill his needs
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5. |
Gloam
04:30
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still
(the) wind calls
entracing,
entwining,
(the) blackness,
like rain falls,
embracing,
enraging
(a) light,
(from a) window
forgotten (somehow)
enraptures (me)
(and my) sadness fraught with guile
she beckons, "come to me again"
lie in mists for ever-while
taint the love (that) on one depends
beyond (the) mortal
fires (and) passions
aethereal
immortal
(i) watch another
beyond (the) curtain
(he) takes her
(he) taints her
burning anger
(yet) so useless
sempiternal
impotence
i reach out
i wail
windows shatter
lightning calls
damned afterlife
soul damnation
no comfort
enstranges (me)
(and my) sadness fraught with guile
she beckons, "come to me again"
lie in mists for ever-while
taint the love (that) on one depends
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6. |
Reaver
03:19
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You stand, in ranks upon the mire
Encased in steel and flesh and bone
Febrile from truculent base desires
Tis I, that your (blood)lust controls
I am your death, falling from the skies
I am your hate,
I am the antithesis of life….
I sign, and so your game begins
The surge of flesh upon steel
Puppets, you dance upon my strings
Your wastes are mine to behold
I am your death, falling from the skies
I am your hate,
I am the antithesis of light
You see me, you fear me
You hate me, despise me
Distrust me, condemn me
Destroy me in unholy genocide…
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7. |
G.E.O.f.F.
04:03
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At the gates of madness
Where the lost and shell-less dwell
We succour our ambitions
Eldritch gifts abound
Strip away the rules and frames
Binding skeins of flesh
For the ancients’ reveal
(Only) to the willing kine
Behold the stars
The time is now
Breach the seals
Release the night
Nihilistic hold
bless with arcane
We know the unknown
burn flesh away
Assimilate the unconscious
Welcomed by the void
At one with the blackness
Formless, endless and none
In an aether body
We drift the outer planes
Severed in surreality
Madness ingrain
We beheld the stars
The time was now
We breached the seals
Released the night
Nihilism held
Unblessed with arcane
We knew the unknown
our flesh burned away
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8. |
FEAR
04:35
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Fear….
In nights it all began
Screaming....
The fears of primal man
We’re the crawling silence
We’re the shadowed realms
This is where you’ll find us
In your hearts we dwell
Screaming...
The feeling grips your chest
Feeding…
(On) The terror of night sweats
When it’s cold and silent
This is where we hide
This is where you’ll find us
Hiding deep inside…
Fear….
In nights it all began
Screaming....
The fears of primal man
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9. |
The Desert Song
05:31
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Sumer dreams and spoiled wine
Salted earth with rizen shrines
Homeless hearth and hearthless home
Where the ka abides
Sallow fields of shallow graves
Endless threnodies of the slave;
Enlils breath us take away
Down below
And in the dust
Whence we’re returned
Cursed to crawl
As the worms of the earth
As we wend twixt our phyle
Twisting skeins of poisoned bile
To a heartbeat unknown
Erra
In the abode of the plagues
Where we fetour for the ages
And the memories of a man
Haunt us still
And still we dream
In the desert’s night
On distant breeze
In a lost yesterday….
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The Medea Project Nottingham, UK
The Medea Project first raised its defiant fist on the east coast of South Africa, a music scene like no other and since
then their wandering path has brought them to the shores of the UK.
And then you will hear the voice of temptation speaking in the night, singing songs that will never be silenced. And you can choose to keep your chains, or cast them aside forever.
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