I Am Abomination
Let The Future Tell The Truth
1.) Contend and Amend
Rightful heirs to rights unknown
Oblivious to the merit
The parchment unwoven
No fortification, no security
Premonitions from the predecessors predicting that our freedom would eventually be obsolete
What kind of man neglects his license to breath easy?
Ignorant fools place trust in the men disgracing sovereignty
When revolution is before us privileged will finally mean it's means
"U!"
You force feed fear to the naive
"S!"
Essential to the butcher, you fatten up the swine
"A!"
A march from the stock yard
Defenseless, we'd walk the line
Crafted by creators of the land of the free
The artisans who fought for what was right
This is my right
There are many like it but this one is mine
To govern those who govern us
And I refuse to be the white flag waving at the end of the sights
Unconstitutional, you've left me with a reason
Vindication in the form of powder, plot, and treason
When revolution is before us, we'll take it by it's throat
Crafted by creators of the land of the free
The artisans who fought for what was right
This is my right
There are many like it but this one is mine
To govern those who govern us
And I refuse to be the white flag waving at the end of the sights
Powder, plot, and treason left me with a reason
Crafted by creators of the land of the free
The artisans who fought for what was right
This is my right
There are many like it but this one is mine
To govern those who govern us
And I refuse to be the white flag waving at the end of the sights
2.) The Demons of Axel Casian
Apathy, a living oblivion engulfing the world in which we all call our home
Hatred is bliss compared to the nothing that feels just like slaughter
Passing by the man whom drowns in the water
It's just the way we are
We're taught to hault the helping hand
From my knees I plead to anyone who'll listen
Falling on deaf ears, the message lost, imprisoned
The world can burn around us and we won't turn our heads
Serenity in front of our faces, with feet made of lead
Your arms are occupied by victims of your selfish desire
The tower scrapes the sky
Humanity is on fire
Let them bleed
They watch from the horizon
Red tides crash into the dead
Let them starve
They feast at royal tables, gasping as they choke on our lead
Watch from afar
Lonely corpses are charred, and you close those fucking eyes
From my knees I plead to anyone who'll listen
Falling on deaf ears, the message lost, imprisoned
The world can burn around us and we won't turn our heads
Serenity in front of our faces, with feet made of lead
Your arms are occupied by victims of your selfish desire
The tower scrapes the sky
Humanity is on fire
3.) Retainer Sacrifice
Rows of drones work in symmetrical methods
Whips crack against their backs as the drudge towards the awn
Fever arrives from above as they're ascending towards the eye of Ra
Appease the gods
The river lifts the burden from the shoulders of the slave
The gods devour art
Artwork obscured by the mistrust of modern man
The ode to the resilience of mankind is born
Their faces in line with each direction
Scattered all across the world
Monuments of hope
As men we have created but as legends we have defined the possible
The rows on the earth have ascended the brick
Rope glides over tree and stone
The effort to please is nearing an end
Still the eye provides what can not be seen
The ode to the resilience of mankind is born
Their faces in line with each direction
Scattered all across the world
Monuments of hope
As men we have created but as legends we have defined the possible
Pull! Pull!
As braid burns flesh we must
Pull! Pull!
To lay our king to rest
Pull! Pull!
As braid burns flesh we must
Pull! Pull!
Find faith in force
The ode to the resilience of mankind is born
Their faces in line with each direction
Scattered all across the world
Monuments of hope
As men we have created but as legends we have defined the possible
4.) To Rebuild
Put on your cap and your boots
We're gonna build this city
These times are rough
But we're drawing it up
The skies are filling with our brilliance
Tearing away from all the clutches of poverty
Uneducated adolescent nation
Without reserve we start the purge
Economic collapse
Has just inspired the masses
To be creative, not be destroyed
To follow through is to abolish the hunger
And equal the upper
Not a single hand left unblistered in the end
Three cheers for the state of the state
We're higher than all
Not a muscle left untorn
Not a dollar left unborn
Inspiring static minds
Mechanizing powers yet defined
With a touch of innovation
We establish domination over all who wish to vie
Brilliant minds introduce the facile times
Not a worry in the world
The key to life washes up in the tides
Of electron excercise
To follow through is to abolish the hunger
And equal the upper
Not a single hand left unblistered in the end
Three cheers for the state of the state
We're higher than all
Not a muscle left untorn
Not a dollar left unborn
This flag flies above the reinvented
Shadows cast as we tip our hats
What a beautiful way to live
Destroy the old design and implement the new idea
To follow through is to abolish the hunger
And equal the upper
Not a single hand left unblistered in the end
Three cheers for the state of the state
We're higher than all
Not a muscle left untorn
Not a dollar left unborn
5.) Since 1848
This deficit of currency is weighing heavy
Parasitic suit coats shoving threats strait down my neck
I'm onward west
Searching for the pay dirt, tearing at the earth to compensate my addiction
Pennants for dependence on the monetary kings
So count me in, I'm too far gone
I'll bury my soul beneath this dirt
As I tear apart this wretched earth
Sever the treasure from this soil
I strive to find who I once was, but it's buried deep
Deep within this endless pit of god forsaken mud
Salvation lies beneath the surface
Reparation for the serpents
Restitution for the vicious ones
Trading in the heaviest shoulders for the smallest of boulders
Turning tables on the man who tells you that "Gold won't save you. Nothing can."
So count me in, I'm too far gone
I'll bury my soul beneath this dirt
As I tear apart this wretched earth
Sever the treasure from this soil
I strive to find who I once was, but it's buried deep
Deep within this endless pit of god forsaken mud
I strive to find who I once was, but my future found me first
Deep within this endless pit of godforsaken mud
They regret it now, the threats they made
Life in exchange for what is due
They say never contend with men who have nothing to lose
So count me in
I'll bury my soul beneath this dirt
As I tear apart this wretched earth
Sever the treasure from this soil
I strive to find who I once was, but it's buried deep
Deep within this endless pit of god forsaken mud
I strive to find who I once was, but my future found me first
Deep within this endless pit of godforsaken mud
6.) Hangin' On
Word is not bond.
Not a handshake proven true
Lured to the table with the promise of prosper, I bought in
They say that you hold what it takes.
That say that you have it
Flashing the world in your face.
They want you to reach out and grab it all
A pen in our hands, Our backs against the wall
We are the product
We are the work horse
Simply the copies of copies filed with no remorse
They'll rip the promise from the pages
Don't sign your life away
Take me back to the day when I could easily say that persistance and devotion would pave my way
Oppressor, enforcer, how could you?
Your machine is fueled by all our youth
So go ahead and sell 'em somethin' to gaze upon
I'm not done, So fuck you I'm hangin' on
Blatant perjury, despite what they told me
Shame on me for being young and naive
Shame on you for taking advantage of me
Well how can the Fight be considered a Good one if both the opponents just lose in the long run
Lose it all
A pen in your hand
Your back against the wall
We are the product
We are the work horse
Simply the copies of copies filed with no remorse
They'll rip the promise from the pages
Don't sign your life away
Take me back to the day when I could easily say that persistance and devotion would pave my way
Oppressor, enforcer, how could you?
Your machine is fueled by all our youth
So go ahead and sell 'em somethin' to gaze upon
I'm not done, So fuck you I'm hangin' on
Sign right here for success
Don't forget to cross your T's and dot your I's
Relinquish your rights
How does one see with eyes so green?
This illusion of partnership dictates a dismal reality
They'll rip the promise from the pages
Don't sign your life away
Take me back to the day when I could easily say that persistance and devotion would pave my way
Oppressor, enforcer, how could you?
Your machine is fueled by all our youth
So go ahead and sell 'em something to gaze upon
It's all you're depending on
7.) Fire-Eater
(Instrumental)
8.) One False Step
History's been told through aperture
The eye observes the lie
The future in shades of black and white
Cast the shadows dim the truth
No wasted film, no rehearsal
You'll never see the color of the truth
Intangible haze, denial sinking teeth deep into the naive
Houston we've found the best solution to the problem at hand
Lights, camera, action
Give me quiet on the set, and turn your focus to forgery
Fake the voyage young cadet, remember your lines
It's "One small step for mankind"
Make them believe
Make them believe that we've won the race
We are the power, we set the pace
Don't close the hatch
Caution to the crosshairs
The last thing we need is a skeptic, a cynic, a smoking gun
The race is underway, but we've already won
Cast the shadows, dim the truth
No wasted film, no rehearsal
Shot down, gutted, and stuffed
A thirty billion dollar eagle's landed amongst white sand
America snorts up the dust that the capsules kicking up
It buries the rotten bird
Give me quiet on the set, and turn your focus to forgery
Fake the voyage young cadet, remember your lines
It's "One small step for mankind"
Make them believe
Make them believe that we've won the race
We are the power, we set the pace
Don't close the hatch
We'll shoot
We'll shoot the moon
Transcend the futile task
Diluted reality
Give me quiet on the set, and turn your focus to forgery
Fake the voyage young cadet, remember your lines
It's "One small step for mankind"
Make them believe
Make them believe that we've won the race
We are the power, we set the pace
9.) Ninety Nine
Held down by the weight of absent coin
Confined by the absence of wealth
The muted feud each other to stay afloat
Conflicted with convictions to make the most
We're left to wonder if opportunity will outlast empathy
We're left to wonder if our economy will outlast prophecy
I've got a message for you
And its justified by the nine to five
We've got the message for you
And its justified by the ninety-nine
So tip the scale back our way
So we may know what it is to be heard
We've got the message for you
You can not deny the ninety-nine
Unlike the higher we'd lift the veil from the acquired
Forge the cowards from their desks
Now heed this warning before the stricken revolt
I've got a message for you
And its justified by the nine to five
We've got the message for you
And its justified by the ninety-nine
So tip the scale back our way
So we may know what it is to be heard
We've got the message for you
You can not deny the ninety-nine
When man's worth is reflective of his work the state will be revived
While the gluttons burn alive
Those who pay it forward are the ones who truly keep the world afloat
I've got a message for you
And its justified by the nine to five
We've got the message for you
And its justified by the ninety-nine
So tip the scale back our way
So we may know what it is to be heard
We've got the message for you
You can not deny the ninety-nine
10.) Persistence in Existence
Astray from perspective
We can not grasp our own insignificance
Ignorant to aspect, we're existing only in our own image
And we're blind to the future
The third stone from fire, standing still
In light of all this mystery, at least we exist
So here lies our lunacy
Relative law, existing as we persist towards the remedy
Our presence and obscenity
Let me enlighten you all
Tuition reaches further than the truth
Beyond the absolute
And we're blind to the future
The third stone from fire, standing still
In light of all this mystery, at least we exist
So here lies our lunacy
Product of the middle English, we lead ourselves to believe that we've had hand in creation
Although meaningless, we give ourselves purpose to survive
We give ourselves a purpose to survive
In light of all this mystery, at least we exist
So here lies our lunacy