Dew-Scented : Icarus

Death Thrash / Germany
(2012 - Metal Blade Records)
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1. HUBRIS

(Instrumental)


2. SWORN TO OBEY

Oblivious sheep filing to the slaughterhouse
Aimless souls forever waiting to be saved
On bended knees, crawl into the warmth of light
Beneath all dignity by choice, deprived of liberty

Dying embers, fire ceasing to burn
Will sows discord, it’s feast or famine for all time

Survival sickness, secret lore
We have sworn to obey

Behold the full scope of mystification
We can’t be rescued, succumb to temptation
Repent from sin, cleansed from the guilt
The time is come now to lift the veil of secrecy

Dying embers, fire ceasing to burn
Will sows discord, it’s feast or famine for all time

Memento mori, misdirected
We have sworn to obey

Pull us out, unbind us from fear
Tear us up, we can no longer live up to this
In the wake of damnation, we’ll bury the fate
Be deceived once again, for as long as we pray we shall Perish

Oblivious sheep filing to the slaughterhouse
Aimless souls forever waiting to be saved
On bended knees, crawl into the warmth of light
Beneath all dignity by choice, deprived of liberty

Survival sickness, secret lore
We have sworn to obey
Obey


3. THROWN TO THE LIONS

Sighting in red, blood will flow incessantly
Mass entertainment, spectacle of suffering
Hail to cruelty, forever burdened with the guilt
In their dying hour, hear their splitting screams

Feeding frenzy, time won’t fill the emptiness
Left behind by all the souls departed
By the numbers, breaking under torture
Agony of mind, horror will reign through the centuries

Acts of the unnamable
Cutting off their tongues
Every nightmare brought to life
Hanging on the cross

Sighting in red, blood will flow incessantly
Mass entertainment, spectacle of suffering
Hail to cruelty, forever burdened with the guilt
In their dying hour, hear their splitting screams

Those in hope of salvation
Will be throwing the first stone

Cleanse the soul, be free from sin
Seeking comfort in another’s misery

Thrown to the lions
Carrion-feeding rush, in delirium
Thrown to the lions
Slaughter with no end, in delirium

As delusion is brief
Their barbaric remorse can’t remain
Falling prey to temptations
In a time when sadists lead the meek to the graves

Thrown to the lions
Thrown to the lions, but why?

Feeding frenzy, time won’t fill the emptiness
Left behind by all the souls departed
By the numbers, breaking under torture
Agony of mind, horror will reign through the centuries

Acts of the unnamable, cutting off their tongues
Every nightmare brought to life, hanging on the cross

Thrown to the lions
Thrown to the lions to die!


4. STORM WITHIN

Amazing force majeure
This inner mass absorption
Unable to escape from the cycle of bereavement
We fail to see, it’s fantasy
Moral fraud for eternity
Static electricity
What once was dying now recharges in me

And it feels like acid rain
Breaking out, storm within

Fully covered in black
Respecting the unreal
Approaching thunder in our hearts
Showing no fear

Completely overcast
Suddenly the sky seems near
Catastrophic premonitions
Now the tide is drawing in
We tried to be, to remedy
Internal vow of humility
Emotive authenticity
Once concealed, now running free

The time has come for me
Saved from drowning, storm within
Perfect storm within
Perfect storm within

And it feels like acid rain
Breaking out, storm within
The time has come for me
Saved from drowning, storm within

Fully covered in black
Respecting the unreal
Approaching thunder in our hearts
Showing no fear!

Raging elements, sight to behold
Perfect storm within
Raging elements, sight to behold
Perfect storm within
Raging elements, sight to behold
Perfect storm within
Raging elements, sight to behold
Perfect storm within


5. GLEAMING LIKE SILVER

Hallow blindness to see
In this waning hour
The sun sets down upon us
Reviving the pain

Causing madness, rays of light
Glitter brightly in the eyes of deception
Onset vertigo, taking over
A tight feeling of oppression and fear in our chests

Oh what a welcome relief!
Staring blank, scenery of the end
Overreaction’s distress
Gives way to amusement as we deeply kneel

Survival of the fittest, gleaming like silver
Re-entering the black, concealed in the dead night
Will we outlive this relentless destruction?

Oh what a sight to behold!
Brilliant reflections, spectacle of doom
Deceived time after time
Yet never prepared to strike camp

The end of all days, gleaming like silver
Bleed from within, burn up inside
How will we breathe in this vacuum of existence?

Hallow blindness to see
In this waning hour
The sun sets down upon us
Reviving the pain

Causing madness, rays of light
Glitter brightly in the eyes of deception
Onset vertigo, taking over
A tight feeling of oppression and fear in our chests

Survival of the fittest, gleaming like silver
Re-entering the black, concealed in the dead night
Will we outlive this relentless destruction?
Will we outlive this relentless destruction?


6. BY MY OWN HAND

I’ve got to pick up the pieces by myself to reconcile
Inner peace to seek, in my final hours
In declination I’ve built these towering walls around me
It’s too late now, no turning back from the course that’s Been set

My life is falling apart
And I tried, I fought with fortitude
The time has come to break free
All by my own hand

I can’t decide, what’s really right and what is wrong
Can’t see clearly, distracted by affliction
Seeking shelter behind a shield of eternal rest
Never again, no rules to follow, this is about free will

My life is falling apart
And I tried, I fought with fortitude
The time has come to break free
All by my own hand

Nothing in my way
Reaching for higher ground
Oblivion of being
There’s a time for everyone

I’m gone too far, beyond redemption
And all is well that ends well

I’ve got to pick up the pieces by myself to reconcile
Inner peace to seek, in my final hours
In declination I’ve built these towering walls around me
It’s too late now, no turning back from the course that’s Been set

Nothing in my way
Reaching for higher ground
Oblivion of being
There’s a time for everyone
All by my own hand


7. THE FALL OF MAN

We cannot see through, senses have failed
Between brief moments of light, we are fully lost
Forsaken quest, no destination
Shadows consume our sight, how shall we persevere?

A lure that mirrors our mortal dismay
Promised atonement, an ending in ashes?
Left empty-handed, malicious deceit
One final stare into the face of adversity

The fall of man
Compelled
Forsaken profession of faith

Dividing light away from the darkness
Sanctimonious, venture of decay
Unforgiven in sickening open
Into the end, forwards maze of misery

Inhuman burden, endure everlasting pain
Procrastinating, journey into wastelands
Disincarnated, void of all feeling
Rapid decline, downwards maelstrom of despair

How inspiring is self-righteousness?
When we don’t even live under the same sun
Cursing prayers, renouncing belief
We won’t die in the name of the same truth

Behold the eternal descent
The fall of man

We cannot see through, senses have failed
Between brief moments of light, we are fully lost
Forsaken quest, no destination
Shadows consume our sight, how shall we persevere?

The fall of man
Compelled
Forsaken profession
Forsaken profession of faith


8. REAWAKENING

Come back to strength, return to full energy
Remorselessly making up for lost time
Prepare to strike back relentlessly
Go it alone, thirst for revenge
Reawakening

Against all odds, soul gone cold
On a dead run, breaking the mould

Devoid of ceremony, a public resurrection
Regeneration, wicked works never cease
Secured in decision, staying the course
Always ready to pass once more
Only to become anew

Buried alive, crow much too soon
Most triumphant in the ends
Perpetual lifeform
Not afraid to die

Come back to strength, return to full energy
Remorselessly making up for lost time
Prepare to strike back relentlessly
Go it alone, thirst for revenge
Reawakening

Stand firm, no fear
Never to let go

Devoid of ceremony, a public resurrection
Regeneration, wicked works never cease
Secured in decision, staying the course
Always ready to pass once more
Only to become anew

Against all odds, soul gone cold
On a dead run, breaking the mould
There will be no place to hide
In vain to seek refuge in flight


9. DESTINED TO COLLAPSE

Invoking rites, quest for endlessness
Salvation’s promise, the absence of certainty
Hollow ceremony, unsacred life estate
Reflect dead splendor, shine a light on mortality

Adopted creed on fire
Fatality in worldly innocence
Protected sanctity’s remuneration
Clandestine, come to senses, avert calamity

Destined to collapse
Existential fears
All things must pass
Departing soul

False perceptions changing
In defiance of confidence
The attitude to life gone astray
Common sense will guide to spiritual liberty

Destined to collapse
Feeble-minded
All things must pass
Into non-existence
Accepting fate with modesty
Global sentence to death in absentia

Living lie, foolish paradise
The word made flesh
Destined to collapse
Not to prevail

Invoking rites, quest for endlessness
Salvation’s promise, the absence of certainty
Hollow ceremony, unsacred life estate
Reflect dead splendor, shine a light on mortality

Accepting fate with modesty
Global sentence to death in absentia

Living lie, foolish paradise
The word made flesh
Destined to collapse
Not to prevail


10. A FINAL PROCESSION

Crying out, time has come for ritual celebration
Lost cause for rejoicing in life
Chants and prayers for the damned
You have lied, you have sinned
Never stood by your convictions
Lost your way, no orientation
Pay for your malicious mistakes

Over and over, well-trodden path
On the brink of ruin for all to see
Time after time, journey into the light
You refuse to come clear

This is a final procession
Flocked together like a horde of sheep
Identity in corporate belief

Vanity, paleness of retribution’s delight
Compelled to follow, play along, forced to obey
You cannot judge, you cannot reason
You have never learnt to disagree
Forever renouncing rationality
Bring forth the burden of sin

Sign of these times, ambivalence
Delusion is short, remorse is long
You renounce responsibility
You arouse indignation
And this is a final procession
On tragedy they all shall feed

This is a final procession
On tragedy they all shall feed
This is a final procession
On tragedy they all shall feed

Over and over, well-trodden path
On the brink of ruin for all to see
Time after time, journey into the light
You refuse to come clear

This is a final procession
On tragedy they all shall feed
And this is a final procession
Tragedy to feed


11. PERPETUATED

Mass-produced anguish, collective guilt
Closely watched within four walls, you’re trapped in a web
Affected ignorance, you won’t capture the essence
Of what’s to come, proven elusive, no evidence
The herd will follow
While you carry the torch

Wrongful accusation, named and shamed, absurd
Born of fraud, deceptive creation, foul trickery
Speechless with grief, most insignificant
All at once forsaken with a cry of dismay

The tension’s rising
Blessing or curse
Perpetuated
The herd will follow
While you carry the fucking torch

Mass-produced, social demolition
Ignorance, not bliss in a world of lies
Mass-produced, public execution
Ignorance is all perpetuated by belief

All you want is to feel
In full possession of the real

Perpetuated, world of lies
Perpetuated, world of lies
You just keep moving on
You just keep living on
Preparing for extinction
Rejoicing over extinction

Mass-produced anguish, collective guilt
Closely watched within four walls, you’re trapped in a web

Perpetuated
The herd will follow
Perpetuated
While you carry the fucking torch


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