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Ouroboros

(2015)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresProgressive Metal, Djent
LabelsIndependent
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Ouroboros Lyrics

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1. The Hideous Dance Begins... (0:42)
2. Elagabalus (3:13)
Through taste of glut, a new soul formed

A permanent state of entitlement

The master of pain and of pleasure

A sinister bacchanal god



I incite and inspire

My oath, the masses

Born in reverence

Handed down, to create my will



To heir is to understand the power, (the power)

To rule overt and be unseen, (unseen)

A foot print in blood (a foot print in blood), a faceless name (a faceless name)

The slim shadow, a midnight mirage



The tool of fear

The tool of terror, my only friend

I implore the world

To fulfill, my darkest desires



To shape a country, to shape a people

I paint with blood and anguish, sculptures of rigor despair

Behind my perfect image and beyond myself

Another puppet revealed, a skinned. visceral. horror.



Abandon yourself to the grossest pleasures and ungoverned fury



I incite and aspire to my darkest desires

Power corrupts one and all
3. Epoch (3:34)
Whole cities have been built in my time

Entire people have fallen or just barely survived

We will live through death of ourselves countlessly

Calculating the abyss to know why we race through our lives

Inferring bliss when we feel we are dancing on knives

We are living information to rebuild and remake are imprinted within

We are the ever-changing dawn, the Relentless

Injected into the folds of matter itself

How do the epochs of the past converge to make their own sense in the vicious surge?

What will the epoch of today reveal?

A new set of selves or a cause to steal (as our own?)

Calculating the abyss, injected into the folds of matter itself

Wake from within take a breath of the unknown

Then shed your skin and fulfill the Ouroboros

How do the epochs of the past converge to make their own sense in the vicious surge?

What will the epoch of tomorrow discover?

Only fate understands what we uncover (of ourselves)

Born from the void we assume our name

We are the ever-changing dawn, the Relentless
4. A Drowning (4:15)
In the depths of the ocean lies our capitol

Submerged we spot the spires of light

A sign and a map to the city below

It's called us down for so long, finally we follow

Leaving this world behind to take the course of honor divine

Head close to succor and blind to what we know to be our broken halo

Taken to the brink of sin dropped down to Dannoura again

We know our way (the only way)

Following the Path: Deluge and Awakening

Leaving this world behind to take the course of honor divine

Head close to succor and blind to what we know to be our broken halo

Taken to the brink of sin dropped down to Dannoura again

It's not the same (the only way)

Following the Path: Deluge and Awakening

From the depths of the ocean we will rise again

Through cold black eyes we plot our design

Looking up to the tide, we'll take our revenge
5. Transcend (2:42)
6. Relics (4:24)
The things we've done, the things we've said

All seem so small, in spite of it all

Look towards the sky, look through these hands

Makes it all so very small, in spite of it all

*The crisp cold air of dawn makes reality a thin veil*

*The clarity in the coming of day still seems fuzzy to me*

Shapes form and warp with even a breath

Exposing a fragile world under glass

Unaware of what's above the surface slowly stirs

Wind whipping dreams from its facade

Our day begins again

The things we've done, the things we've said

All seem so small, in spite of it all

Look towards the sky, look through these hands

Makes it all so very small, in spite of it all

Black clouds like impossible mountains loom

Through their roots our cities form

They shimmer ethereal through the haze

Forgotten relics beneath their waves

I look to you and I see a place that we belong

Caught in the inversion of your eyes

In this moment of peace I know you

In this moment of peace I know you

In this moment I know you as no one else will

In this moment I know you as no one else will

We meet where it's thin and time stands still

A place where souls exist in twined

We meet in the places between our lives

A state of mind

A shining light

This moment of peace defines us

Takes us to the edge of our world and binds us

To each other we are bound

To each other we are bound

To each other we are bound

The things we've done, the things we've said

All seem so small, in spite of it all
7. Corona (4:52)
To be contained and yet to shine

A fixed point in space and time

The duality naturally exposed

Writhe and refract, pulse and dedact

Taking to give and giving to take

Forming an entity within my entropy

A moment of thought

The mistake of life forms

Coalescing on the flotsam of my wake

A smear on the wreckage in the ocean of my gravity

What was a perfect machine becomes an inevitability

For a near eternity I feed

For a flawed forever I burn

A smear on the wreckage in the ocean of my gravity

What was a perfect machine becomes an inevitability

The end is near (the end is here)

I eat my heart, (stars torn apart)

The bomb of ages reconstructs me



Becoming all I know, consuming all I see, the ending is me



Solitary and deformed (reformed) in the image of a dying god

And then in the blink of an eye

The antithesis realized

I am undone and made one with the universal

A void of infinite things, raw possibility

Accepted/absorbed, perfected and stored forever



*Transformed I wait for the end of time*

*A mouth gasping for the light that's mine*

*Once a god, a vision of pain*

*Constantly creating the lasting flame*



The end is near (the end is here)

I eat my heart, (stars torn apart)

The bomb of ages reconstructs me

Solitary and deformed (reformed) in the image of a dying god

Solitary and deformed (reformed) in the image of a dying god

Hungry still, I unfold

Violent wings on a backdrop of apparent nothing

Transformed I wait for the end of time

A cosmic crescendo, a solar scream
8. The Desolation (4:40)
In the apocalyptic aftermath
A jungle of debris
The manufactured hulk voids patient
Pulsing anonymity
It's waiting for the hand of violence
To break the silent free, break the silent free
Human touch begins the cycle
Death and rebirth will play their part
The dust of ages motes around them
Inferring the darkeness of our hearts
We will always eat our dreams
We will always fall apart
Correct the future with our ignorance and flow back to the start
The hideous dance begins again
All the players stutter and start
Here stands all our pride
All life fades away
The dust of ages motes around them
Inferring the darkness of our hearts
We will always eat our dreams
We will always fall apart
Desolation in abundance feeds our fierce design
With cold and terrible intent
We swarm to dismantle mankind
The hideous dance begins again...
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