Profane Desecration : Abysmal Stillness

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1. DEAD PLANET

With faith at bay
Lead astray
The hanging sun
Begins to fade

Tortured light
a worthless fight
the end of all
This worlds fall

Cracked and hacked
Broken and wracked
A barren sea
Burning trees

Chosen one
Dead and gone
An evil wins
Over the sun

Sky turned red
The living dead
Will never walk
Global dread

Red turned black
No turning back
The end of all
This worlds fall

On a dead planet

Still alive on a dead planet
Drown in ash on a dead planet
Sacrifice of a dead planet
None survive on the dead planet


2. LEAVE NO TRACE

More and more, it grows and spreads, sowing its dread
Master of master, divider and conquerer, growing stronger
Making its way, making us pay, sky turns to grey

Leaving no trace
Existance erased
Leave no trace
Nothing left behind

Ascension, left bleeding, always needing
Massive loss, horrific cost, all hope lost

Leaving no trace
Existance erased
Leave no trace
Nothing left behind


3. THE REAPER IS WAITING

Within the circle of mockery
There will be only one
In this sick tribunal
There is nowhere to run
Placed on trial
For no other reason
Than an outspoken thought
High minded treason

You will hang for this
After rotting in prison
Soaked in blood and piss
The procession has risen
With the rattle of keys
The door swings open
Dragged out to the courtyard
Where the reaper is waiting


4. AT MIDNIGHT

Raided at midnight
Under the white moonlight
Soldiers on the hill
Marauders riding in for the kill

Burning Village
Smouldering in the morning sun
No one left alive!
Everyone, or all but one

Ready for revenge
Even if I die in the end
Across the sand and sea
With my sword in hand

Wait till they meet me


5. FOREST GRAVES

I am nothing
I am no one
I am everything
I am suffering

I am nothing
I am no one
I am everything
I am suffering

Rising through the cloud cover
Falling beyond the Earth's crust
Diving below the ocean waves
Buried beneath the forest graves

I am beyond the end of time
I am above the highest mind
No fool am I, or ever was
Beyond the sky, I rise above

I am nothing
I am no one
I am everything
I am suffering


6. ABYSMAL

Spiral through the endless
Limitless in darkness
Vastly high and towering
Deathly low and plummeting

Staggering duality
Solid unmoving concrete
Slipping flowing liquid
Formless and pallid

Spiral through the endless
Spiral through the endless darkness

Cave or pathway
Tunnel or chasm
must seek a choice
Speak with one voice

Higher and higher
Lower and lower
Fighting and striving
Struggling and drowning

Spiraling through the endless
Spiraling through the endless darkness

Higher and higher
Lower and lower
Fighting and striving
Struggling and drowning

Spiraling through the endless
Spiraling through the endless darkness


7. STILLNESS

Tapping on my back
Spirit on the attack
Crippling fear
Stalking ghost draws ever near

Stillness beyond the door
Voices cry out for more
Fingers run along the grain
Could not push away the pain

Twisting metal separates
Leaving little room for hate
Carving off my own limbs
Blood to rinse it all away

Blatant disregard
Those of us in the room
Doors have all been shut
Huntress on the hunt

Never spoken words
Voice carried so far
A tolling bell is clear
Stalking ghost draws ever near


8. THE DROWNING TEMPLE

Draped in moonlight across the sea
Lies a haven so few can see
One must breath deep, one must see clear
One must wish to forsake the air

A search begins, a path so clear
Sanity has never been near
Coastline behind, lost in the mind
Darkness comes forth, no hope you’ll find

Welcome lost one to the temple of the mournful, new disciple
Welcome lost one to the haven, to a new way, one way to pay

And long faces drape the corridors
Carved in stone, mourning those once here
Along winding paths leading to the center
Only those most profoundly sad may enter

And once inside, step into the pit
Cut your soul, let it bleed for us
Down to the ground and drown in it
This is when your new life begins

And long faces drape the corridors
Carved in stone, mourning those once here
Along winding paths leading to the center
Only those most profoundly sad may enter

I beg you, please, I’m on my knees.
Can you feel me? Can you heal me?

I beg you, please, I’m on my knees.
Can you feel me? Can you kill me?

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