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Nitroglycerin In Xion
05:47
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She collapses;
the fire has consumed us all.
The trials won, the battles wore
our souls and spirits thin.
And we know now
that these bastards conspire
and conceive of our demise
through fiery eyes there within.
But I won't be a victim to the sickness
she has witnessed.
The illusions will keep us hidden 'til the end.
Illuminate me, Starlight--
and Hemm, find me anything
to keep the blood from coming
up and over again.
I remember when this was paradise,
now all I can see are the slowly fading
memories buried far beneath the ground.
Reduced to a sacrifice, they've named
our heresy:
The remnants of the softly fading sounds.
So follow me closely, one foot behind the other.
Hold onto your brother as I find the hidden path.
Sick to death and terrified,
starving, torn asunder,
when we find the ones we'll make them pay
the penance for this wrath.
Stumbling through Xion,
the flames have singed our wits' end.
The clouds of smoke collecting
have pushed away the sun.
Please hear, Orion, the truth about Father,
and you'll take back every evil thing
you have ever done.
When we find the hidden key,
and the answers are exposed,
will the gods request a martyr?
Will it be him or me
when the battle draws to a close
with the death of the fire starter?
I remember when this was paradise,
now all I can see are the slowly fading memories buried far beneath the ground.
And your heart will be the sacrifice
when I find you.
No, you're the fucking heretic.
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The modern age
is nothing but the product
of a contemplative rage:
The Elected, scribbling in the margins
of the Holy page.
Cloaked and daggered,
wandering into the Iron Cage.
So follow me, and I will show you how
the fate of the world has been determined.
So gather up your brothers,
come along and let's set sail.
Surely bound for heaven,
and predestined to fail.
Expend but do not spend
without end
until the curtain's falling.
Ear's deaf to the warning,
bent sharply toward the Calling.
So follow me and I will show you how
the fate of the world has been determined.
(Note: For clarification of context, see Max Weber's "Protestant Ethic and the Spirit of Capitalism")
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Old, enthralled, enraged, and appalled,
confused and terrified:
upon thy crest be laid to rest,
and ever pacified.
Make your peace and be released
from your tethers to this unholy ground.
Cast off the weight of love and hate,
rising, celestial bound.
For you have no place here.
By truth, you have no place here.
Fruitless and rotten, and all but forgotten
is the trace, long-since vanished.
And meddling spectres, you are forever
directed away: hereby be banished.
Never again interfere.
By truth, you have no place here.
So cast away the unbearable yoke
and seek no more the ways of the smoke.
Hitherto shrouded by night,
go toward the light.
Go toward the light.
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