Assembled in parts, a creation from the darkest of arts
Lonely and abandoned, nameless faceless don't know who I am
Wretched and disgusting, cast out from the temple left to wander the land
Purposeless and left to die, my raison d'etre? Revenge comes to mind
Dead flesh given life, but this life wants to die
Playing god was the sin, that night a man was contrived
Put on trial, kindred we may already be
Pious? What's the difference? What's my god ever done for me?
Righteous yet condemned
Can't see past what they believe
Thy adam I should be,
Satanic daemonic voices speak through me
Just sitting here fearing to live
This man - unafraid to die
Examination of a life
To the last breath we will fight
Stumbling upon the path. Is this truly the way?
Waiting so patiently for the gate of mysteries
Strip yourself of worldly feelings blind your eyes, deafen your ears
This somber dream that's reoccurring paints the world a shade of black
The flowers bloom - the lifeblood of the world will drain away
But I'll remain, I'll carry on towards a shining day
This existence, worthless scraps of metal
Alchemy will turn this worthless corpse to gold, recalling a self most true
But I will be reborn
Embrace a greater form
Heaven's millstone, forsaken for the stars
Another kind of reckoning
Revenge isn't the key to a life worth looking to lead
Let the bastard live what is he to me?
Ascension to new heights is what's been achieved
A monster no more with purpose I've discovered the he
supported by 104 fans who also own “Another Kind Of Reckoning (ft. Michael Keene)”
I dig this album so much, definitely a keeper. Subtly and masterfully mixing death metal subgenres, backed with an over the top production. They're true professionals. Can't wait for their next release! doive
supported by 71 fans who also own “Another Kind Of Reckoning (ft. Michael Keene)”
First WTF was google music actually throwing something good into my feed.
Second WTF was everything every goddamn member of this band does. This and the previous album have been on repeat for weeks. All other music tastes like diet water. Help. Gruso