Neaera - The Rising Tide Of Oblivion lyrics
Tracks 01. The World Devourers
02. Broken Spine 03. Anthem Of Despair 04. Walls Instead Of Bridges 05. Where Submission Reigns 06. From Grief... 07. ...To Oblivion 08. Hibernating Reason 09. Definition Of Love 10. Save The Drowning Child 11. Beyond The Gates 12. No Coming Home 13. The Last Silence 01. The World Devourers
This massive gallery of killing tools
A mad number of technological miracles Weapons not only kill their targets They also kill those who pull the trigger Violence - the language of the weak Let the pen be mightier than the sword Wartime absurdity Is economy's prosperity Greed over conscience Mothers weep over their dead sons' bodies While prices are rising on the stock One man's sorrow - another man's pleasure? Is that it? Is that it!? All these victims of greed and loss All these pictures you cannot forget All these victims of greed and loss All these pictures you cannot forget All these victims of greed and loss All these pictures you cannot forget A soldier's innocence Devoured by fierce memories Let the pen be mightier than the sword Let the pen be mightier than the sword One man's sorrow - another man's pleasure? Is that it? Is that it!? Tamed, deceived Enslaved by power Lost, devoured Consumed with trauma Enslaved by power 02. Broken Spine
Go!
Cut my threads I'm nothing but a marionette Lies and cliches harm and ruin Our exchange of views Never thought this could be me To weak to resist the flow Isn't it useless to speak of freedom of speech? (When we only try to adapt other people's opinions) Cut my threads I'm nothing but a puppet I get frustrated when I look into the mirror I can't be proud of this face Smiling at me No, I don't want to follow No, I can't stand my face Bleeding, dying, torn Enmeshed in disillusion Stand the flow 03. Anthem Of Despair
Starting slowly, globally unnoticed, ignored
Plans are made to add another black chapter to history Condemned to an ocean of shame A lunacy beyond my empathy First blood The beginning A civil war The first dead night in Rwanda, Rwanda A nations' eye is installed A prophet of peace and justice His eyes are sharp, but his hands are bound Hate of the past grew between the two tribes Soon all hell should rise Exterminate! They shout First blood The beginning A civil war The first dead night in Rwanda, Rwanda The beast in man was unleashed, in ecstasy of blood In just a hundred days 04. Walls Instead Of Bridges
Ears deaf - eyes blind
Mouth shut Day by day Victim after victim Mouth shut Day by day Blood runs softly down the screen Degenerating For the lifeless and the weak Degenerated Minds off - heart cold Into the state that leaves the blind unvoiced More illusions The great rebellion against reality Truth versus media Obey the Pied Piper of this century There are barricades instead of trails And walls instead of bridges Walls instead of bridges - I can't fight no more Walls instead of bridges - Shall I fight for Walls instead of bridges - For this fucking doom? Walls instead of bridges - Tear them down It's time to wake up No longer be a part of this nightmare In which violence and lies dominate Walls instead of bridges - I can't fight no more Walls instead of bridges - Shall I fight for Walls instead of bridges - For this fucking doom? Walls instead of bridges - Tear them down 05. Where Submission Reigns
Submission reigns
Where independent thought sleeps Blindness rules Where apathetic minds slumber Jihad, crusades, persecution, genocides Human lunacy in the name of god To justify the unjustifiable Religion - the great invention of man Submission reigns Where independent thought sleeps Blindness rules Where apathetic minds slumber Mankind's crib of chaos The question of meaning and existence The great desire to belong To praise and submit Belief - your invention was a necessity But fanaticism is sheer abuse God's will or your will? God's will or your will? This is fuckin scapegoating! A great home for thousands Providing temporary shelter and hope A god to trust in and find salvation Yet a perfect source of abuse 06. From Grief...
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07. ...To Oblivion
There are vast oceans of flames in me
Ruling me, penetrating me Letting me speak But I can't scream no more Can't you hear my thundering silence? Can't you hear my silent screams? They're so loud Where have you been roaming lately? Have I seen you passing by? Or has it only been your shadow? Let in some hot cold water And take a short bath in your wasteland Embrace this rush Enjoy the phases Can't you hear my thundering silence? Can't you hear my silent screams? They're so loud It's here and now It won't stay forever How come I've been carried away to these shores? How come you're not here? Have I expected you in vain? 08. Hibernating Reason
You are a threat to the world
To its integrity, to its dynamics With a conscience on stand-by And a servile need to bow A puppet of politics you are Enmeshed in the all consuming web of power You are the subtle voice of others Predictions are lies Deceive and misguide Your eye for an eye Has left you blind Reinventing black and white Your division of good and bad The language of social regression The right cure for a wounded civilization? What have you done to bring peace? You have isolated your country These erected walls of pride are a defense A narcissistic attempt to become immune Blind, false and numb Blind, false and numb I don't envy you Your burden must be a hell of a curse Protagonist of the theater of the absurd And a servile need to bow Predictions are lies Deceive and misguide Your eye for an eye Has left you blind Reinventing black and white Your division of good and bad The language of social regression The right cure for a wounded civilization? 09. Definition Of Love
Rape of the soul
Feel mighty now? For two hours she was your possession Your object of desire In your dirty arms Every minute under your sweat-stained body Steels years of her life The awful taste of your skin lies on her tongue She will always remember your disgusting face While her life disintegrates slowly So slowly She cried Confused She pleaded oh no more She cried Abused She pleaded oh no more But she couldn't escape This torment Raped and tortured Is this your definition of love? You bastards die a lonely death Rest in pain without regrets Devoured - in your graves of guilt Fuck you I hate you I hate you You raped Disgraced Destroyed her very core She cried Confused She pleaded oh no more I hope one day, I hope one day you'll be I hope one day you'll be the victim of her rage 10. Save The Drowning Child
If thoughts were tears...
If thoughts were tears... Are you sick of yearning? This invisible fortress, this isolation Is your heart's cancer There's no reason hiding Your great walls of self-defense Pull them all down No need to retreat Your great walls of insecurity Pull them all down Listen to what isn't said See what is not shown Learn this language free from words Don't be deceived Becoming numb Is the sound of decay Self-censorship and deadening only false friends There's no reason hiding Your great walls of self-defense Pull them all down Remaining forever thoughtful A curse? No! It's the bold star to reach out for This is the path of prosperity A prosperity within This is the path of prosperity Made of thorns and broken glass This is the path of prosperity Made of thorns and broken glass Listen to what isn't said See what is not shown Learn this language free from words Don't be deceived 11. Beyond The Gates
I'll make you bleed for
What others have done to me Words are written on my tongue Scars of torment carved into each corner of my dying mind Inhabited by self-hatred The day has ceased to breathe Night no longer sleeps Words unable to express This loss of dignity Inflicted by your ignorance Countdown is set for the implosion A million hands that maim my feelings And put out the dying light By fear forever haunted Watched by lying eyes No returning from what you made of me I'll reach out and drag you down with me 12. No Coming Home
I left you alone
It's only my fault I'm dying faced with all this uncertainty God, I'm begging, please Bring them back to me Seconds become minutes Become hours Become days Seconds become minutes Become hours Become days In my dreams I hear him whisper Laugh Their cry for help They shout my name Seeing his fucking face Which I hate Which I hate with every fibre of my heart Words can't express my disgust for you So young, so innocent Bring them back to me 13. The Last Silence
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