Of Beasts and Worms
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Bastards of the Earth
04:32
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Whispering wood where emptiness stirs,
where the eyes of the sun dare not linger,
where a cloister of silhouette shapes emerge
and feast on the bodies of beasts and worms.
This is the place where I rest my bones
and the river that cleanses me runs alone.
To be there again where my spirit longs
and sleep in the soil forevermore.
Under the sky where the moon is scarred -
marred by the clouds, the shapes of gods
and devils that spirit away to the souls
to harness the power of grief and woe.
Turning away to the mist and the fog
pulling my spirit away from the bogs
Far from the whispers of bustling streets
concert of angels is buried beneath
myriad monoliths stuck in the soil
smoldering death from the sewers below
This is the place where I rest my bones
and the river that cleanses me runs alone
to be there where my spirit longs
and sleep in soil forevermore.
Ragged and weary, awake - trembling
from the snap in the air as the shivering breeze
mimics the frailty escaping from these
whimpering lungs that can barely breathe.
Dreams that have carried me vanish away -
the mist, long arisen, painted in gray.
Far from the whispers of bustling streets
concert of angels is buried beneath.
Landscapes that once held a permanent place
rescind into darkness where they will remain
This is the place where I rest my bones
and the river that cleanses me runs alone
to be there again where my spirit longs
and sleep in soil forevermore
The skin is stripped from tender vessels
clawing and crying out, wholly aware
of the dawn encroaching bringing with it the pain
of facing another day...
The pain of waking
and facing another day;
this pain is never ending.
This is the place where I rest my bones
and the river that cleanses me runs alone
to be there again where my spirit longs
and sleep in soil forevermore.
This is the place where I lost my bones
in the river that cleansed me.
To be there where my spirit has grown
and sleep forever.
((Guitar solo 1: Greg))
((Guitar solo 2: Michael))
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As the sun at night
and the stars in the day
the emptiness that surrounds me
is truly amazing
A vision destroyed like the sound of a whisper
descending in the distant darkness,
retreating from the grasp
of the hands that burn the world.
In the pale light of the daybreak
I change again to stone
thrust so deeply into the dirt
that i can never be surfaced;
like a shipwreck fallen far beneath
into the trenches of the deep.
Dreams like memories
lose their taste over time
and the bitterness quickly becomes
all you can remember
so fear not for after the pain subsides
it will be like you never dreamt at all.
I have no way to survive
or place to belong while staying alive.
Mysteries sealed in cages of steel,
clattering far above where vision has failed.
Living is the chaos of existence
dismantling itself, instant by instant.
There is no uncertainty or fear within
for living is what creates it.
Confessing from behind a mask
insincerity spilling out over the edges
where the mystery of being hangs;
snakes from the mouths of the withered and aged.
Like a flame broken into embers:
a once unbearable heat has faded away.
When the light goes out
the darkness is deeper
than if it had never shone.
As the light goes out
in this cavern, so dark,
I hope to remain.
Like a flame broken into embers:
a once unbearable heat has faded away.
Shapeless is the mold I'm encased in -
chased by a wraith in a hundred
places I fear. This dream I once held dear is disappearing.
The picture of a world of gray is getting clear.
So many differences, interpretations taking place...
The dream I once held dear is fading away.
Now drifted so far into the distance,
this ship of Theseus is sinking.
Living is the chaos of existence
dismantling itself, instant by instant.
There is no uncertainty or fear within
for living is what creates it.
((Guitar solo 1: Michael))
((Guitar solo 2: Greg))
((Guitar solo 3: Michael))
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Called Home
07:40
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Blight
05:01
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The Dopamine Void, Pt. I
02:06
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Saturnine
04:41
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In Mourning
01:51
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12. |
Only Loss
06:53
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Over the past fifteen years, Colorado's Allegaeon have built themselves a unique place in the musical landscape, forcing both technicality and melody to the forefront as they create tumultuous and riveting death metal.
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