A Million Dead Birds Laughing : Umbilical Dystrophy - Air Missile Defense Battle Lab

Death Grind / Australie
(2016 - Auto-Production)
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1. UMBILICAL DYSTROPHY

Dependence
Everyone see
She’s claimed my allegiance
So speak
She’s a weakness?
Stained?
She comes with the answers
Heaven is her pass of waste
Heaven in her bones
And these are only things
All my days just to draw the hands of
Of her sacred form
My opened heart has reached to feed the ways of wyrms
But these feet
Crave
Release
She’s claimed me
And all my worlds
But I am alone
Bliss


2. AIR

I form as falling sand across the desert with the wind
But I'm in my guise
I form as storming hands beneath the heavens with the wind
But I'm in my guise
I am infinitus vox
I brought decay upon the wind
Send the meek to meet me
My creed
My calling
Within
I have entered through tears and sweat
By my words evolve
With vigilance recalibrate the stars
I am infinitus vox
I brought decay upon the wind
I am as beast
I let the battle begin
I brought decay upon the wind
And vanished


3. MISSILE

Fire is birth
Demon seek no more
You're about to move forward
For you have been chosen
You're a soldier of god
Incandescent overlord
Can you taste the power?
Best we forget love
Higher education leads nowhere
Liberate the djinn
He sleeps beneath the pathways of the brain
Enslaved by words
Worm
Release me from this curse
This ceaseless slumber
They're only words
Release me
Symbiote soldier
So cancerous
Feast on the populous
Leave the diseased
No future is safe from us
Evolved
Invincible I
Fire is birth
So say the immolated


4. DEFENCE

Hostage
Say what you want
Your captives have forever been lost
Their kingdom is freezing
Their kingdom is frozen
Follow them?
Be the victim of their god
Crucified by his order
Obedient
Learned
We just need blood
We just need free flow gore on the walls
Some more armageddon for the bastard martyr
Murderers
Have patience
Keep to shadows
Await the return
Defend the word
Invert the ritual
Invade the herd
Convert the equal
Infiltrate the glorious god
Murderer
My favourite sun
Be bold for me
Here and after
Let my body forever burn
Blessed never awaits
Let my body forever burn
Give me solace


5. BATTLE

Born against no-one
We can see them
They have made a war against the wand
But we can see their hand
Facing forward
No god prevents my gun
No law negates my love
I'd kill them all for you my son
No life
No compromise
Look at the bold pleading ignorance
It wasn't us
It was the prophecy we had been sold
These hands
These feeble hands contain no traces
No traces of blood
Weak men speak deliverance
Arrghhh
Let them pray to the feet of their gods
Let them be kings
Let them be things
Let them be played
Forgotten
Lost to the process of holocaust
Today we forget the world
Today we turn our heads from the west
We Breathe
Dependence was a wound long formed
But lost
In turn
All the wisdom we seek shall be sent to the sun
Our sun!
They walk through the cemetery
Hand by hand they trace circles on the graves of their enemies
Where blood once stained their fingertips
Now only blisters remain
With an eloquent sigh
They turn their heads back to the west
If this is the end
Let's be remembered
No voice can relieve us the beaten word
Turn it sideways and bend
So the weak can save the world
This is the end
Let's be remembered
Kill the void with the beast
In my dreams
I murdered the sentry
I'm already there
Raping the blessed
Consuming the damned
The deaf heard a song
Her words were the death of worlds
So let's weep along
Their kingdom is gone
There for you my son
They can sleep
But never wake to see the dawning of your love
Caught underneath the embers
Here they lay where we were born
Underneath the embers
Forever more
Caught underneath the embers
In the end they perform
Underneath the embers
Where they belong


6. LAB

This night
This sky will see none greater fall
This night
In sight of all
The king was never born
Fiction
One constant state above the plague beneath the stairs
His race at best
His best couldn't stand for a war
So bled on their knees
Weak
Unclean
Never to wash
These are the words of a sentimental form
Ignorant horde
Sinking
Spiralling towards the emptiness
Singing to irrelevant gods
Their kingdom never was
Existent
These are the words of the great ascendant
Sing King
The bitter denunciate
Forever awaits
Your kingdom never was
Existent
Forever takes its toll
The future holds you beneath the written word
Let never drape the world in it's beautiful bleakness
This abomination
Weak and devolved
One contaminated host
Delivered with a bit of old fashioned control
Might as well forget us
Life is irrelevant
No time for regret
Might as well forget us
Our kingdom never was

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