Standing on the Work of Slaves Lyrics
Band | |
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Album | The Furnaces of Palingenesia(2019) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Black Metal |
Labels | Norma Evangelium Diaboli |
Ranked | #82 for 2019 , #4,298 all-time |
Album rating : 85 / 100
Votes : 9
Votes : 9
8. Standing on the Work of Slaves (3:23)
We know your souls and inner musings intimately. Therefore, our songs and sonorous refrains to the glory of that which is to come shall be as familiar to you as the lullabies your mother sang when you were but an infant. Those unwilling to lend an ear will face coercion by the Sword.
We shall give you a stage and you shall perform your prescribed heroic roles in front of ancestors, contemporaries and posterity, present even in the sands of the desert or the heave of the boiling
oceans: the scorching spotlight is on you, how could you possibly walk back from the precipice now?…
You shall aim to resemble the heroic Achilles, at war under the walls of Troy: a godlike figure, possibly Death incarnate. To those begging for mercy at your knees, you shall answer with a blade
through the throat, to the defeated you shall show no respect: their bodies will be desecrated. When you fall, we promise you remembrance, immortal glory: kléos áphthiton. After all, what
wouldn’t men do, only to escape oblivion…
We shall trick you into believing in the idea of progress by replacing outright torture with subtler forms of domination, far more pervasive and efficient: even the Voice from the Whirlwind shall be
struck silent by stupor. We shall increase your suffering, for the more you suffer now, the less suffering, we promise, there is to be found in the future. You shall become addicted to suffering as a
means to a radiant future.
Eventually, commitment to ignorance shall be the first lesson taught to children, as obedience will then come as naturally as night after day. We shall make your thought patterns predictable, for if your behavior is predictable, it marks the death of freedom.
We shall nurture indifference, for it is a prerequisite to Great Things that demand the retreat of the Self. Banal bureaucrats pave the way to the riches of an abominable victory whereas Saint-Fond
is merely a non-actionable icon.
It is our immaculate faith that shall allow us to exercise coercion effectively but also to resist coercion when confronted by the impious. When confronted with facts that would contradict our credo, we shall speak out even louder, invoke our Order with brazen words and march forward with the arrogance of the doubtless.
You will be made to deny the dissonance and conflict that is at the heart of the experience of our World. You shall join the chorus of praise that flows from the absolute perfection we have created
by the sole power of our will. We shall bleed you white, but you will think that it is an act of unconditional
love.
As an educational tool, pain has a value nothing can replace. It shall therefore be the cement of our society. We shall build monuments that will last a thousand years upon the wailing of the multitude, upon the labour of the slaves. Everything in this immense, beautiful machine shall be wheels, pulleys and cords. The connections, however, shall seem fortuitous to you.
We will pretend to have peace in our hearts yet, knowing that blows will avail, we shall keep the
dagger near. We are therefore certain to overflow.
When the final resistance hangs on the gallows… Oh yes, I promise unto thee, when the final resistance hangs on the gallows, love will then blossom with the ardor of flowers in the midst of
spring, place your faith in this promise!
We shall give you a stage and you shall perform your prescribed heroic roles in front of ancestors, contemporaries and posterity, present even in the sands of the desert or the heave of the boiling
oceans: the scorching spotlight is on you, how could you possibly walk back from the precipice now?…
You shall aim to resemble the heroic Achilles, at war under the walls of Troy: a godlike figure, possibly Death incarnate. To those begging for mercy at your knees, you shall answer with a blade
through the throat, to the defeated you shall show no respect: their bodies will be desecrated. When you fall, we promise you remembrance, immortal glory: kléos áphthiton. After all, what
wouldn’t men do, only to escape oblivion…
We shall trick you into believing in the idea of progress by replacing outright torture with subtler forms of domination, far more pervasive and efficient: even the Voice from the Whirlwind shall be
struck silent by stupor. We shall increase your suffering, for the more you suffer now, the less suffering, we promise, there is to be found in the future. You shall become addicted to suffering as a
means to a radiant future.
Eventually, commitment to ignorance shall be the first lesson taught to children, as obedience will then come as naturally as night after day. We shall make your thought patterns predictable, for if your behavior is predictable, it marks the death of freedom.
We shall nurture indifference, for it is a prerequisite to Great Things that demand the retreat of the Self. Banal bureaucrats pave the way to the riches of an abominable victory whereas Saint-Fond
is merely a non-actionable icon.
It is our immaculate faith that shall allow us to exercise coercion effectively but also to resist coercion when confronted by the impious. When confronted with facts that would contradict our credo, we shall speak out even louder, invoke our Order with brazen words and march forward with the arrogance of the doubtless.
You will be made to deny the dissonance and conflict that is at the heart of the experience of our World. You shall join the chorus of praise that flows from the absolute perfection we have created
by the sole power of our will. We shall bleed you white, but you will think that it is an act of unconditional
love.
As an educational tool, pain has a value nothing can replace. It shall therefore be the cement of our society. We shall build monuments that will last a thousand years upon the wailing of the multitude, upon the labour of the slaves. Everything in this immense, beautiful machine shall be wheels, pulleys and cords. The connections, however, shall seem fortuitous to you.
We will pretend to have peace in our hearts yet, knowing that blows will avail, we shall keep the
dagger near. We are therefore certain to overflow.
When the final resistance hangs on the gallows… Oh yes, I promise unto thee, when the final resistance hangs on the gallows, love will then blossom with the ardor of flowers in the midst of
spring, place your faith in this promise!
The Furnaces of Palingenesia - Lyrics
1. Neither Meaning nor Justice Lyrics | 2. The Fires of Frustration Lyrics |
3. Ad Arma! Ad Arma! Lyrics | 4. Splinters from Your Mother's Spine Lyrics |
5. Imitatio Dei Lyrics | 6. 1523 Lyrics |
7. Sacrificial Theopathy Lyrics | ▶ 8. Standing on the Work of Slaves Lyrics |
9. Renegade Ashes Lyrics | 10. Absolutist Regeneration Lyrics |
11. You Cannot Even Find the Ruins… Lyrics |
The Furnaces of Palingenesia - Album Credits
Members
- Mikko Aspa : Vocals
- Hasjarl : Guitars
- Khaos : Bass
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