The Great Chain at the Neck of the Earth Lyrics
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Album | Scourge(2018) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Technical Death Metal |
Labels | Prosthetic Records |
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2. The Great Chain at the Neck of the Earth (6:39)
Fall into lucidity
And drink in the fear of disillusion
There is no solemn way to behold this
There is no way to escape the shock
The filter is decaying now and I see
That though He called us diamonds
These diamonds are covered in filth
The stench of our parade
Is no longer the stench of victory
The bodies I hung as trophies
Were my brothers
There is no glory in the death of men
Perceiving God I broke the souls of the fallen
Their final words never escaped my mind
At the peak of the monolith I saw
God fall and shatter into dust
But the dust did not dissipate in the wind
Nor was it washed away in the rain
His ashes would stain the valleys of my mind
The god I thought I knew only stood as an icon
The true deity would be found in the deepest trenches of fear
In the truest peaks of discovery
His image would be seen as true perfection
His image was beautiful
His image in the man with his foot to the throat of Mother Earth
The spiteful wretch reduced to a prototype
This planet made obsolete
Humanity unchained from the sinking corpse
Men standing as gods
Our legacy will not outlive our designs
And we will outlive time
And drink in the fear of disillusion
There is no solemn way to behold this
There is no way to escape the shock
The filter is decaying now and I see
That though He called us diamonds
These diamonds are covered in filth
The stench of our parade
Is no longer the stench of victory
The bodies I hung as trophies
Were my brothers
There is no glory in the death of men
Perceiving God I broke the souls of the fallen
Their final words never escaped my mind
At the peak of the monolith I saw
God fall and shatter into dust
But the dust did not dissipate in the wind
Nor was it washed away in the rain
His ashes would stain the valleys of my mind
The god I thought I knew only stood as an icon
The true deity would be found in the deepest trenches of fear
In the truest peaks of discovery
His image would be seen as true perfection
His image was beautiful
His image in the man with his foot to the throat of Mother Earth
The spiteful wretch reduced to a prototype
This planet made obsolete
Humanity unchained from the sinking corpse
Men standing as gods
Our legacy will not outlive our designs
And we will outlive time
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Scourge - Lyrics
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Scourge - Album Credits
Members
- JJ "Shiv" Polachek : Vocals
- Michael "Prophet" Moore : Guitars, Saxophone
- Tyler McDaniel : Guitars, Backing Vocals
- Jose Figueroa : Bass, Congas, Backing Vocals
- Cooper Bates : Drums, Backing Vocals
Additional musicians
- Danny Jacob : Flute (tracks 7, 8), Vocals (track 8), Lead Guitar (track 8)
- Christian Älvestam : Vocals (track 1)
- Dan London : Vocals (track 2)
- Nich Shacklette : Lead Guitar (track 5)
- Bobby Koelble : Lead Guitar (track 6)
- Brent Addison : Lead Guitar (track 6)
Other staff
- Aaron Smith : Mixing, Mastering
- Sam Nelson : Cover Artwork