The Jagged Wastes Lyrics
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Album | Shadows of Exile(2018) |
Type | EP |
Genres | Death Metal |
Labels | Independent |
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2. The Jagged Wastes (5:51)
Your rite of passage
Taken from me
No time for ministry
For burning angel wings
I'm blind in fathers eyes
I'm blind to fathers lies
Amid the fruited spring
Serpentine through the leaves
The beast reaps what it did not sow
Flesh of man hollow and alone.
Sallow in defeat
Secrets I will keep
Morsels in my eyes
Tempting their demise
Descending down the tree
hanging so effortlessly
The innocent flower
Shepherds the ox
Envenomous dour
The invitation knocks
Slithering desire
Undermining power
Beget to believe
Refuse the decree
Swallow the fire
Relinquished to me
Ignorant tragic life lived
Treasures of nothing are found again
Lost in a vortex of pain and suffering
Wondering when he will be returned to death
Exhuming a withered soul
Maelstrom spinning consumes all
Empathy, entropy dwindles it down
Terrible hideous empty abound
Rid from your shackles,
Perplexing your plans
Now deaf your orders,
Your voice it no longer commands
The times come for your slight
Blackened unholy night
Remedy all of the ovis minds
Diabolical rites, Committing your own deicide
Taken from me
No time for ministry
For burning angel wings
I'm blind in fathers eyes
I'm blind to fathers lies
Amid the fruited spring
Serpentine through the leaves
The beast reaps what it did not sow
Flesh of man hollow and alone.
Sallow in defeat
Secrets I will keep
Morsels in my eyes
Tempting their demise
Descending down the tree
hanging so effortlessly
The innocent flower
Shepherds the ox
Envenomous dour
The invitation knocks
Slithering desire
Undermining power
Beget to believe
Refuse the decree
Swallow the fire
Relinquished to me
Ignorant tragic life lived
Treasures of nothing are found again
Lost in a vortex of pain and suffering
Wondering when he will be returned to death
Exhuming a withered soul
Maelstrom spinning consumes all
Empathy, entropy dwindles it down
Terrible hideous empty abound
Rid from your shackles,
Perplexing your plans
Now deaf your orders,
Your voice it no longer commands
The times come for your slight
Blackened unholy night
Remedy all of the ovis minds
Diabolical rites, Committing your own deicide
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Shadows of Exile - Lyrics
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Shadows of Exile - Album Credits
Other staff
- Nelson Koetter : Producer, Recording, Mixing, Mastering Engineer
- Maxwell Aston : Cover Artwork