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Tears of Ptolemy
06:45
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A light in the shroud of the cultural veil
A human construction that dooms us to fail
Illuminate landscapes so withered and gone
The waning of moonlight gives birth to the dawn
Artifacts upon the fire, things which YHVH won't desire
Burn these texts of pagan times - remnants and unholy signs
Scrolls and books from other lands never touched by Christian hands
Start the fires of ignorance; burn it for Theophilus
Sifting through enigmas, historical revisions
Searching for that which has been burned
Lost to imperialism, wars fought in the name of religion
Great tomes whose pages can't be turned
“I know that I am mortal by nature and ephemeral; but when I trace at my pleasure the windings to and fro of the heavenly bodies I no longer touch the earth with my feet: I stand in the presence of Zeus himself and take my fill of ambrosia.”
Science shows a newfound hope: these scrolls blacked out by ash and smoke
Volcanic fire has yet to quench the scrolls found at Vesuvius
With x-ray scans, 3d displays, these scrolls may well be read one day
Upon this earth, know we can see through any blight on humanity
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Rattenkönig
09:31
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O Rattenkönig
Tangle of the dead
Crown of Worms
Omen of diseases spread
Drift amongst the poisoned ones
Whose fingers grasp at dust
Hypnotized and featureless
Claiming evil just
Blood of one, fair game for all
The alibi of the damned
In short: the cards in favor
In long: the bane of man
Just as ants circle round tirelessly as they seal their own demise
So will we fall in line with the herd to go extinct before our time
As the king of the rats takes his perch on the tangles of our tails
So will he fall to hordes below as civilization fails
Empires destroy themselves without empiricism
The fires of delusion destroy your salvation
We are an auto-immune response catalyzing the end of a dying world
The antibodies destroying tissues;
Our role in this destruction is now unfurled
Suspended in a sunbeam, this malignant planet chokes to death
With smog-filled skies, our planet dies;
This Eden gasps its final breath
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We are a two person studio project from San Diego, California, channeling our frustrations, hopes and dreams into the raw yet beautiful tapestry of aggressive music, reflecting the violent but wondrous nature of the cosmos.
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