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As Spectres Wither

(2017)
TypeAlbum (Studio full-length)
GenresDeath Metal
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Lyrics > I > Inverted Serenity Lyrics (19) > As Spectres Wither Lyrics (3)
Submitted by level 21 Eagles (2017-11-13)
1. Dead Dialectics (6:11)
2. Mitral Genesis (4:50)
3. We Who Wander (4:49)
One does not need a concrete destination
To tread this path

(Purposefully)

Meandering’s worth more than destitution
Of

(Our sanity)

To some this path is wayward and repulsive
Nothing but

(Futility)

But callow judgment doesn’t mar this path of ours
It ensures it’s true

Cultivation of imagination
Exploration of Creation

So servile are your tastes you preach us conformity
In petty languish and advice you don’t see the irony

One mustn’t merely exist in derelict verve
A slave to a compass
Inspire expression. Eccentric, eclectic
..And so we wander

What we feel is reality
As we reciprocate energy
In absence of leisure
Meaning is meaningless
Despisers of the arts are despisers of life
4. Cornerstones (5:11)
5. Paragon (5:57)
6. Mechanical Gods (5:46)
It’s time we recognize the gravity of the…

Paradox of progress induced regression of
Hope and optimism
Caused by unprecedented accumulations
Of intellectual
Aptitudes that will change this current paradigm
And make us relinquish
Any remaining delusions of our supremacy

Building mechanical gods

The imminence
Of the advent
Warrants our wish
And our fear

We’ve created every God
This is the first to be real
It is salvation
And it’s the eschaton

The plight of humanity incongruous with the deity’s
Plan of
Perfection to be achieved through intelligence and rationality
Our aims
Have grown increasingly divergent matters not inherently benevolent
Worst case
The gods want to purify and we are now the anomaly
Disposable - Our Existence

Our End
The Means
To Their
End
7. Grave (6:28)
Dagger in the back
The blood's on my hands
Swallowed tongue, hurt of sound
I'm choking on silence
Smothered Sanity
Subterfuge no more
Asphixiated
I gasp for air

It swirls inside
A decaying light slowly taking hold
A constant knot
Of fear and guilt from tales left untold
Convince Myself
Just one mistake a deviated mold
And in the dark
Devoid and all alone

Staring at the space below
I want to console but I dug the hole

My spine as absent as my will to emerge from this void
I'll call, My Grave
8. Lunar Cradle (9:23)
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