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Immolate
07:39
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This flock of arrogant fools
prays for cleansing fire
to burn away the ones
deemed unfit to rule
Gaze on this barren landscape
For you are the only ones
This tribe of self righteous flies
Have forgotten
the plot of this grand masquerade
Stare through this shattered mirror
A window into the abyss
if it will try to pull you in
embraced by its ravenous kiss
Truth burns hotter than any flame
that your fragile egos could conjure
with your self-possessed and cowardly ways
White are the coals that would melt this flesh away
revealing your vulnerable, naked form
of insolence, arrogance, and self-imposed pain
This armored body
Caged in layers of lies
cannot stand the test of time
let alone fire
Gaze on this barren landscape
For you're still the only ones
This tribe of ignorant flies Have forgotten
that they cannot face the sun
Stare through this shattered mirror
until you go blind
rending the eyes from the sockets
where once you had truth bringing sight
For the weak, they shall hide
For the blind, their arrogance flies
For the strong they have survived
Cut from ignorant cancerous ties
Truth burns hotter than any flame
that your fragile egos could conjure
with your self-possessed and cowardly ways
White are the coals that would melt this flesh away
revealing your vulnerable, naked form
of insolence, arrogance, and self-imposed pain
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2. |
Features of Nothingness
05:43
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The lie of our nature
Swallow it whole
And it will
Control your perception
Wrapped in layers of ice
No truth in sight
Forced to synthesize
This self destruction
Follow me through
The depths of this hell
Let emptiness
Consume you
Surrender your mind
Hatred enshrined
And witness The features
Of nothingness
A myth of the hero
A greed driven man
Alone against the world
His house built on ashes
Of fires of old
Parasitic Obsessions
Contorting the real
Subsistence on hollowness
Detached from it all
Profoundly surreal
Alien and deconstructed
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3. |
Tongues of Fire
07:36
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A moment's warning
To close your eyes
And cover your ears
This final attempt
To speak a shred of truth
Against your falsified world
Open the gates
Mirror your thoughts
Shackle your minds
To the empty ideals
Of a world that has lost
Outcasts
The products of isolation
Self imposed
Solitude
Prophets
Spitting tongues of fire
Raining down
Bullets
Like molten lead
Piercing the veil with truth
A broken vow
A lie from beneath
Skin like scales
This world will come down
For tides overcome
Foundations of sand
Open the gates
Mirror your thoughts
Shackle your minds
To the empty ideals
Of a world that has lost
Buried in treacherous valleys
Forged in the fires
Of self imposed trials
Perfectly hidden
Shrouded in layers of ash
Preparing tumultuous storms
To unfurl
Swollen but empty
A mindless brigade
Parroting lies
A cauldron boiling over
Endlessly mocking
Like swarming flies
Laying them bare
The augur unsheathes
A glistening sword
To stain the earth
Red with their blood
Unleashing
A thunderous roar
So it goes
The ocean swallows
The bloodstained sand
Miles of ravaged corpses
Strewn across
These barren lands
Unearthing the treacherous valleys
Rending and skinning their sons alive
Perfectly severed
Monuments shattered like glass
Daring their heinous forms
To return
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4. |
In Wolves' Clothing
06:06
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An empty sea of white
A veil, hiding the grotesque structure
A facade brought to decay
Masking the stench of a rotting ideal
A herd of mindless sheep
Brought to their knees in a fierce subjugation
Their voices dripping in hatred and fear
Of their own feeble self-decimation
The road less traveled
Now cleared, and trampled by ignorant fools
The executioner's axe
Still dripping with blood from their necks
As the righteous endure
A single word, softly spoken
Could tear their world apart
A single shred of truth
Would rend their disgusting innards bare
The grating sound
Of feeble excuses for flocking
While preaching the virtue of self
The incessant claims of distinctiveness
Laid bare by the mirrors of truth
The road less traveled
now cleared, and trampled by ignorant fools
the executioner's axe
still dripping with blood from their necks
As the righteous endure
This fallen man
A pathetic excuse of a creature
Writhing in self enforced lies
Drained of all cognitive thought
A mindless contradiction
of professed qualities
This spineless, wallowing beast
Would open a vein
For a brief recognition
This worthless, parody of man
Would shrink at the first sign of retaliation
I've followed this barren road for too long
This way leads nowhere but ruin
Prepare your sacrifice
Everything you know
There is no return
And we can never call this home
I am not one of them
For this ravenous beast
I have laid to rest
So this tragedy of man
Takes its final breath
This vortex forever
Draws me in
The road less traveled
Now cleared, and trampled by ignorant fools
The executioner's axe
Still dripping with blood from their necks
As the righteous endure
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5. |
The Flood
06:58
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No
Relief
Breathe slow
Breathe slow
So
You Fall
You Crawl
Withdraw
Slow
Relief
Breathe slow
Watch it fall
These violent throes
One final warning
Through passive indifference
It crumbles like sand
Witness it seize and convulse
As your empire lies
Gasping for air
And let it fuel you
As it once consumed you
This creeping sensation
Like melting ice
As floods of deliverance
Wash over like rising tides
A sigh of relief
Escapes from your lips as you picture
An end to this this nightmare
Shedding this husk of iniquity
Transcending this ghastly form eternally
A moment to witness
One final sunrise
The hangman tightens
His grip on the rope
This creeping sensation Like melting ice
(Trickles down your spine)
As floods of deliverance
Wash over like rising tides
A sigh of relief
Escapes from your lips as you picture
An end to this this nightmare
Shedding this husk of iniquity
Transcending this ghastly form eternally
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6. |
Parasite
10:08
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Parasite
Fever born of nightmares
Unfurl in elegant decay
Bursting forth
From festering dominions
Unable to delay
The Violence
Flowing from within
The fires of chaos
Could swallow you whole
The serpent it tightens
Its grip on your soul
The creeping abyss
In which you will drown
Succumb to this
Endless spiral down
Panic strikes
The waves will pull you under
Your destiny
No way to escape
The Violence
Flowing from within
It tears you asunder
Rending limb from limb
The fires of chaos
Could swallow you whole
The serpent it tightens
Its grip on your soul
The creeping abyss
In which you will drown
Succumb to this
Endless spiral down
The fire within you
Beaten to coals
Subject to Abaddon's
Seductive Pull
Empty and naked
Your life overthrown
Surrender your life
To the will of the crone
Running on empty
Black eyes hollowed out
Sunken and broken
Perpetual doubt
And in the shadows
A figure appears
Seductively beckons
As he draws near
Without a regret
You fall in line
A trail of embers
Down your spine
Perdition takes eternal hold
Your life subject to its mold
Fate is becoming crystal clear
There is no salvation here
Follow me close
Reject your life
For this paradise
(You return with nothing)
My warm embrace
Its tendrils across your face
Will lure you
Ever so deep
You return with nothing
Make no mistake
(No other place)
This way does not lie grace
(would welcome this Worn out face)
But futile
(But you do)
Pain so deep
(For nothing returned
But you do)
You return with nothing
(For everything)
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Mortal Plague was formed as a solo project in 2009 by Jonathan Wade after his previous band, Gorgon, disbanded. It grew into an actual band, and for a time members came and went. in 2012, after having released two full length albums, a complete live line-up was formed and new material started being written by the entire band. ... more
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