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March Of The Pigs
05:14
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The head of the disciple hidden, hooded
Only the spastic smile shines through the shade
As he tenders offerings gathered for the statue of a prophet
Whose message rings misunderstood
In the feeble mind of the youth
The flickering of lights
Partially exposing
Soldiers of tomorrow and the schackles that tie them down
To the floor
This is where the doctrine will be engraved
As the predated children drown their innocence in a pool of lies
And emerge as rabid warriors, atrocious by design
A design that was conceived, far away, overseas
By those who fed agent orange to tens of thousands of kids
He who controls the swarm, the hand that pulls the string
Fifty stars enslaved under the seal of David
They will unleash the filth
March of the pigs
The refusal of assimilation will translate in carpet bombing
Just as fear translates in hatred, and war translates in profit
We will adorn their corpses with the entrails of the swine
Guerrilla warfare, occupation, appropriation of all resources
Perpetual war will keep the world in balance
The swarm has spread across the west
Virus
Inoculated in the veins of tolerance
EUROPE
You failed us
You whore
You forsake us
You stomped upon our souls
You sold us away, you torn us apart
Filth! Filth!
Stay away!
But the children always know
And the children never rest
And in the comfort of you throne
We will never let you be
We will slither in your dreams
Screaming in delight
Tearing you apart
The children always know
We will punish your deeds
Your dogma is obsolete
Faith does not serve you well
We are the march of the pigs
But the children always know
The children never rest
And in the comfort of you throne
We will never let you be
We will slither in your dreams
Screaming in delight
Tearing you apart
The children always know
We know!
This is all deception!
Destabilization is the purpose of this carnival of filth.
Corporations elevated to divinity
We will adorn their corpses with the entrails of the swine
He who, willingly, sacrifices freedom for security, he is meant to be a slave.
He who, willingly, agrees to be silenced, he is meant to be a slave.
He who, pursues a manifactured way of life, he is meant to be a slave.
MARCH OF THE PIGS!
Shift!
March!
March!
March!
March!
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2. |
Endurer
03:58
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The echoes of their chantings
Still ring in my head
With the pounding of wardrums
Pulsing in rhythm
The pounding of wardrums
Pulsing in rhythm
Along with the explosion of every heartbeat
As I stand alone clenching my fists
In front of the grave, the grave of my father
The heaviest of rain falls on my shoulders
Why did you leave? I am not ready
To walk in your shoes
(To walk in your shoes)
Pull me up, away from deceit
Lead me, and teach me to endure.
I know that I must
Make a treasure of this burden and exhale all the rust
The epitaph of faith and the leap to relapse
Time is nothing but a timid glance through the glass.
Yes, I know
I know that I must
With your weapons in hand
I will make you proud.
I will go forth
I will never look back
I am what I am
ENDURER
I kneeled before your grave with a flower in my hand
In solitude I drew your name, slowly in the sand
I will gladly face them all and strike them down one by one
Do your worst, tear me down, twist the knife, you will never break me
So it's on, this is life, I guess this what it's meant to be
This is what you meant when you told me to resist.
Pull me up, away from deceit
Lead me, and teach me to endure.
Yes, I know
I know that I must
Until the last drop of sweat
Until the last bitter sip
I will go forth
I will never look back
I am what I am
ENDURER
This grief is only mine
But I'm not a child anymore
I am a man
I am what I am.
I was a son
I am a father
I am
ENDURER
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3. |
Nautilus
03:14
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He who has shivered will find comfort
And what was drowned will arise
And split
The surface
Of an image that was never meant to be
Because this body, it was meant to bleed
So let us dance to the call of the tides
To the promise of void beyond the end of all lives
And I know that one day, one day I will crave
For the the loving touch of nothingness to take me away
But now I'm breaking closure as i wither away
I'm burning bridges and parting my ways
Savour me, adrenaline is pouring out
I create this moment
And I destroy it again
Oh, Musa
Wish me well
As I step into me
As I unravel the layers
Submerged within
Oh, Musa
Bless this wanderer
For the secret of this life
Is encrypted in pain
I am grateful for this struggle
For the souls that I have met
For the lessons this world gave me
And the sparks that stopped my breath (x4)
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4. |
Akasha The Weaver
05:24
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Emerge!
From the vacuum of unconsciousness
Realign all the planes of perception
The spiral revolves in perfect perpetual motion
Primordial poetry
Attuning the fabrics of reality
Chorus:
Akasha the Weaver
She's weaving all the webs that connect
All that comes into being
Akasha the Weaver
She is nothing more but the mother of mothers
The mother of souls
And when I sit in silence
I can hear her breathe
Breathe into me
And we lock our fingers
I am never alone
Separation is illusion
And I am never alone
Only trough presence
Comprehension occurs
Transforming ethereal abstractions
Into concrete, everlasting material expressions
Mother, tell me
Have you been proud of me?
Of what I have become
But I don't know what you want from me
I've never been so confused
How can this life matter in the course of eternity
Do you really have a plan?
I don't wanna know
Let me go and wander
Chorus:
Тhe shapes of creation are gifts from the source
The source is the twelfth and it's circular course
Implosion explosion, the pulse of the cosmos, the beat of her heart,
Her limitless reach
Depression expression, the pulsing of life
Death and rebirth, the seasons pass by
Chorus:
Have you really foreseen this?
Do you know what is gonna be
All the choices I'll make
All the paths I will take
I know they all lead back to you
I will find the answer on my own
I will find the answer on my own
Mother, let me go
I will find the answer on my own
I will find the answer on my own
I'll let it flow into me and open my eyes
If she trusts in me, then she must be right
For she knows me more, more than I knows the I
Everpresent in me through the darkest of nights
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5. |
Пилигрим (Pilgrim)
06:10
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Тук бе зачената моята душа
В лоното на златните житни поля
Покрай потайния старец, Балкана
Където падналият за пръв път въстана
И остави свойта кръв по сивите скали
Връз ивиците пръст под езера от сълзи
Тя все така бушува игриво в моето сърце
Коет' не трае предателство от собствени ръце
Което шепне тихо и нежно ако мирно си стоя
То единствено ме топли когат' сковава ме студа
Аз съм пилигрим, аз почитам пръстта
Аромата на шипка и гласа на дъжда
Грохота на буря връз хребетите горди
Иде дъжда връз земи плодородни
Вълчият вой в тихата нощ
Той носи покой в тази пустош
Гарвани витаят под лунния сърп
Гледам ги облегнат на стария дъб
Аз не се страхувам от тяхната разплата
Аз коленича само да целуна земята
Един ден ще си отида без да оставя и следа
И пак петел ще пее на сутринта
Деликатно ме докосва сутрешна роса
Величавите гледки са такива само сред тишина
Ще видиш мойте кости между стръкове от къпина
В прегръдките на Вихрен и скалите кат бръсначи
Недей плачи за мене, аз бях себе си докрай
Недей ридай любима, аз съм пилигрим
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As Orchids Wither Bulgaria
Bulgarian metalcore/melodic death metal band founded in 2014.
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