Marcus Aurelius : Requiem Of An Empire

Deathcore / USA
(2008 - Pick Up Records (ITA))
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1. FOR ETERNITY

He comes from the grave.
His body a home for worms.
No life in his eyes.
No beat in his chest:
Now his soul, dark
And ending life;
He laughs at the blade
Spits on the arrow
For it will not harm his flesh;
For eternity he will walk the earth
Smelling the sweet blood

For eternity he will walk the earth
Smelling the blood of the damned
Beware for he if the,

The living the dead


2. THERE IS NO PURGING OF SUCH SIN

Your body screams such dismay
It's fallen, it's broken
Replaced in a state of pain
Dreary and blacked out in
A grasp of cloudy haze
Your shaken, your swollen
Your body in violet shades
Your brushed in misery
Your bones swollen
Your nerves frozen
Your throat sunk in
Down to your stomach
Your Voice Remains Shakin'

Out here I make the treats
Out here I am the monster

We stand before you
To decide
To remain
In arms
Or to find or path to purge our sin

Bring forth the masses
And see if they with hold


3. AND SO PASSES THE GLORY OF THE WORLD

Crying all around me
Saving souls from despair
Don't want to stick around
To see what fate lies for
Waiting, my final act
To hear my judge and placement
Don't want to stick around
To see what's left of this
My final fate is near me
My final act is here
What is left of this?
A sick and bloody mess
Inhumane rage upon this
Now there left to die
Now the flames have taken over
Nowhere left to run
This earth is bond to be
As cenacle and dark as the
Beast taking over
My final fate is near me
My final act is here


4. SHE HUNG FROM THE GALLOWS

And she hung from the gallows
Or so as the story's told
Her lifeless body hangs
A perfect wasted soul
Screams of innocence
As her last words go
To valor, to life
It clinches to her bones
She trembles in humility
As they divide her garments
Amoungst themselves
Her beaten flesh;
She can count her bones
These men as dogs
Find there obituary
To what they become a monster
A beast that feeds on shame
And the flesh of the desist


5. A THRONE TO KINGS

We walk like kings
In the river of immortality
We are the beast
That makes this earth tremble
You're facing giants
You're face to face with Titians
No men nor masses question
Our strike of revelation
This senseless war
Or yet; a battle of wills
A life attempt

To escape Evaporation
This Pride That Plagues My Ego
This Pride That Brings A Crown
To This Scalp
Betrayal that binds with comfort
And love by the kiss of this gun
By the kiss of this gun
You shall know betrayal


6. ENCASED IN EXPECTATIONS

As she smiled
Unknowing that,
That night would become
Her home
This pilot pressed deeply into parchment
Forever questioning why her and not i?
Encased in expectations
She finds her comfort in In this sedative
She chuckles at this empty bottle
She Finds Her Comfort In This Sedative
This disguise of hollow cries
What a day to be alive

This script of black-hearted stories
Encrypt of dead and hollow words
On winters morning
When her eye lids fought so forcely
To stay shut! his night lit only by the glisten
From the tears of the ones around me
This motif of city lights
Paints such a dull and barren landscape


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