Let the Earth Be Silent After Ye Lyrics

Through ages
A web of life, mutually spun
A complex of diamonds reflecting diamonds
All things as one
His-stories pages unfolded themselves,
The marriage of spirit and hand - and their bastard son
Damage is done
All innocence gone

Antropocen,
Almighty abomination
Despotic, destructive
Weakened - alone
A monument of evolutions splendor
Rendered - unfit for life
In a screaming gap between
Matter and mind
Mankind - a prisoner
Fettered in stone
As nature´s cast outs
Cursed to know
A suffering beyond mere hunger and strife

Through ages
Chthonic truths
Shrouded in clarity, progress, prosperity
Consciousness bloomed
Courageous you built Babel´s tower
At the glorious zenith of power - the final hour
Now fall towards
Impending doom

Impending doom – the lack of nourishment, the minerals needed to consume… to grow:

These antlers – dragging us down
We bore them with pride – Heads to the ground
The awesome weight of the mind – the crown
Of creation die – crushing heads through the ground
Extinction

A liar’s creed
Social contracts, moral codes,
Laws and prohibitions, altered core conditions
All broken off horns
Keeping us in fever and pain,
As crippled creatures, disfigured features
In fear and thus feared
And put to scorn

Adapted to betrayal,
Holding on to
A faltering hope of
Self mutilation
Shunning our inherent grandness,
Pathetically lurking in ruins,
Like rats
Like gods
Fit to know the secrets of universe
Yet helplessly
Stuck in flesh
In desperation, in separation
In escape of purpose and
The tragic paradox
Perishment
The sacred will of blood

A fiery hell underneath
Our dangling minds
The mind conceiving the dread of being
Stare in our eyes
Constantly in cosmic panic
The questions arise:
To reproduce the sickness
Or for the love of life
Dehumanize

Dehumanize – the inevitable inability to uphold, this weight, the height, the size… of:

These antlers – dragging us down
We bore them with pride – Heads to the ground
The awesome weight of the mind – the crown
of creation die – crushing heads through the ground
These dead, barren and dry
Megaloceros Humanitas grazing grounds
Extinction

Suppress, divert, and yearn for that you´ll never be
Sense that of which we will never speak
Depressed you seek values
Seek shelter, and cling to believe
In myths to glorify the weak
Dream of the light that you will never see
And blessed by a last messiah nailed to the last tree
For civilized barbarity knows no turning of cheeks
Humanity remain a pitiful unworthy obscurity

The fucking mess of
Humanity
Know yourselves
We pray thee
Be infertile – and let the Earth be silent after ye