Ruins Of The Past

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1.
Preludium 01:37
2.
From the earliest ages to our recent days We lust for the blood of our neighbour We hate and distrust, betray and deceive No deed seems to be shameful enough Warmongers, scavengers, a torturing breed Armed with holy causes Evolution and progression - just empty words It's harder to build than destroy The spiral of hatred, the circle of life Greed, pain and suffering, hate, fear and strife Countless generations and thousands of years Have shown the cruel face of mankind The pages of the book of our history Bloodspattered - a testament of endless misery Cold-blooded murders, the bereaved mourn in sorrow Their weeping has filled an ocean of tears Gods have come and gods have gone, their temples turn to dust We rather put our faith in ourselves We worship our wealth, our holy possessions Enough is never enough Idealistic phrases and realistic nightmares Words are remaining just words Educated, civilised, the caveman of today The bloodthirst in us never sleeps Will there be a day when the floods will swallow it all ? Will there be a day when all this sorrow has been gone ? Will there be a time where righteousness reigns ? Will there be a time that brings an end to all this pain ? And the ocean boils - it never comes to rest And the earth mourns, the sky has turned black No sunbeam reaches the eye The reign of darkness - eternal night
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Shrouded in mystery: the legendary birth At first only one among many But when the lurking beast beheld a tempting prey His hunger arose and the restless hunt began An age of conquest, a bloody age of war A nation united by triumph and prosperity But dark clouds gathered on the distant horizon When disaffection and disunity started to reign From the Nile to the Rhine from the Caspian Sea to the Atlantic shores From the bone-dry deserts of Africa to Hadrian's wall A vastness threatened by internal discord and Barbarian hordes Corruption and estrangement - the hour of the warlords Once thought unconquerable the empire licks its wounds A collapsing war machine on the way to its tomb The last breath of a nation blown away by the wind The end of an era - the final downfall Built by the sword, mighty leaders forged it's destiny An empire of iron, an empire of blood Thousand years and hundreds of battles, spreading fear over continents Now the glory is gone, the golden dream lies in ruins Every empire will fall, Every fortress will sink into ruin Every dream has an end, even if it's carved in stone or forged from iron Broken down and turned to dust by the ravages of time New empires will arise To overshadow the old kingdoms Memories will fade and will be gone forever Rumors and legends - the last whispers of the dead
4.
His preachings of hate so sweet in our ears A strong hand to bring us the triumph Promised salvation, a fire of fears The wolf's words of temptation Our weakness erased by Lucifers grace We are the chosen ones A nation united to reign over all A pride stronger than conscience Godsend and blessed By Satan's powerful hands To enlighten the masses With blindness that swallows them all The darkest light, the brightest night On this day we give up ourselfs to follow our new Messiah The darkest night, the brightest light Come and dream with us this bloody nightmare A billion disciples are marching to war This is our holy crusade Eradication, extermination We just do what needs to be done The hordes of devastation A storm of terror smites the land From horizon to horizon The soil drenched with blood Mountains of corpses, the smell of Death Gather the herd to be slaughtered A world lies in ruins, a man-made hell This is the hour of the sadists
5.
If those trees could speak about what they have seen If this soil would have a voice If the seas could accuse and the mountains testify The truth would be revealed If the child would question the father's deeds If the nations would break their silence If we would look back with open eyes The truth would be revealed And the wind sings an elegy, an unheard testimonial About the blood that drenched the land a century ago And the mountains resound with the echoes Of the death cries of the innocent Ignored by the heirs of the murderers - behold, the blood red flag ! Written down in chronicles - bills of indictment But the pride and arrogance is way to strong to accept the ghoulish truth Deported and raped, hung and beheaded Starved, tortured, burned and drowned Buried alive and hacked to death A million corpses covered with lies A collective trauma, an eternal wound Those scars will remain forever In the soul of a haunted nation That will never forget
6.
Ashes 01:43
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Apnoea 07:46
When the night casts its shadow over my senses I can't find rest for my soul Bitter thoughts and endless pondering Keep my weary mind awake When I lie down to escape the cruel reality The pain catches up with me When I'm surrounded by oppressive silence The hell breaks loose inside my head I'm staring into darkness with my tired eyes In hope to glimpse a ray of hope But all I can see is the mirroring grimace Of my anguish and hopelessness I'm going through this nightmare with open eyes Lifeless existence, a life that I despise A burden too heavy to bear Wounds so deep, they will never heal My body - a casket for a dying soul I leave behind the very last fall I lay enchained and paralysed While eternal winter unfolds Apathy - a soul so deeply scarred Syncope - no strength, no will to breathe Apnoea - the breath of life is gone Asystolia - a heart strangled by grief Wrecked dreams and drown hopes Adrift at sea, no land in sight I wish to sink to the ocean floor To escape the air that keeps my pain alive
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When I'm looking back over my shoulder To see what I have left behind Crumbled towers, cracked walls, empty windows I see the ruins of my past Ruins of the past - never to be rebuild Ruins of my past - scars in my memories Ruins of the past - dreams fallen apart Ruins of my past - no way to escape Failure - I'm drowning in my weakness A self-build fortress - unable to shield Freedom becomes a burden Loneliness, the price for my pride And I'm longing for healing And I'm searching for peace And I'm pleeding for forgivness I want to see a brighter day Behind those walls, kept like treasures - the old lies Behind those doors, behind the veil - my old fears In those ruins, in the ashes - my hopes and dreams Behind my back, in the mirror - the truth about myself And I thought I could carry those burdens Until the very end of my days Now they push me down and I can't breathe in My strength is gone, weakness reigns Ruins of the past Encircled by demons of the past Surrounded by ruins of my past Encircled by demons of my past Demons of my past
9.
The Lake 07:03
In spring of youth it was my lot To haunt of the wide world a spot The which I could not love the less-- So lovely was the loneliness Of a wild lake, with black rock bound, And the tall pines that towered around. But when the Night had thrown her pall Upon that spot, as upon all, And the mystic wind went by Murmuring in melody-- Then--ah then I would awake To the terror of the lone lake. Yet that terror was not fright, But a tremulous delight-- A feeling not the jewelled mine Could teach or bribe me to define-- Nor Love--although the Love were thine. Death was in that poisonous wave, And in its gulf a fitting grave For him who thence could solace bring To his lone imagining-- Whose solitary soul could make An Eden of that dim lake. - Edgar Allan Poe, 1827 / 1845 -

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released October 1, 2017

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