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Dvne - Etemen Ænka lyrics



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01. Enûma Eliš

Dust falls on the old

Blackened cloaks ofsreei
blaze on the wind.
Inferno purifies
the unadarned.

Brazen hounds.
Feared were the hounds.

Their lore surpassed
our creed.
the tindalos.
Flesh and machine
synthesised.
Augment. Endure.

Triumphant hounds.
Lords standing victorious.
Eternals.

Embrace the turning
of winds.
Lodes Rising.
Embrace the turning
of winds.
Tempest Rising.

02. Towers

9:05)

March forth through
ghost cities.
Enforced edification.
The river of exiles deserts
the ashes.
Leaves lifeless debris.

A vista of footprints spread
before us.
A pilgrimage of indentured
spirits.
We cling to the promise of gifts
we shall never receive.
For the unborn.

ln dust, in blood,
colossus Stones birthed.
Generations of labour ignite.
Distant ray oflight.

Gold forged and gleaming.
Ascending.
We dig out mountains to
the sky.
Flourishing.

From quarries of serpentine
Tinos' pillars arise.
Foundations of greater times.
Symbol of our might.

An undertaking
for my kin.
We build castles to the sky.
Flourishing

Brick by stone by bold libation.
Ziggurats.
Gilted ossuary tolling.
Grand sepulcher.

Lifted earth.
Azure conquered
Enlighten. Honour.

As towers reach up to the stars,
shadows lengthen into the light.
Eclipse of noble edifice.
Penumbral healing of our scars.

03. Court Of The Matriarch

We tread paths of marble,
prodigious spirals.
Through arches
we glimpse true glory

The city, radiant,
rivals Suraya.
Holy.

Etemenae.
Outshine the starlight.
We built true glory.

In plates of ivory
and byzantine await
celestial paladins.
A divine court.
The Gatekeeper presides.

We best of kind.
Ezos Liniari.
We best of kind.
Ezos Transcendere.

The Matriarch.
The Alpha.
The Architect
of dawn eternal.

Our worth affirmed
We earned our thrones
amongst gods
Freed from our mortal shells
We'll lead our kind
to the gates of Aenka

Ezos Eyota Valere Ezos

05. Omega Severer

A thousand threads enfold before me
One thousand strands of gold
I soar to new planes
Stunning singularity

A righteous cessation

I am nameless yet others name me.
An Epithet to fathom.
I live on the wind
Grandeur I no longer need

Once Sigma, Severed
Now Omega, Deserved
A mortal state, Obsolete
New paradigm, Divine

Yumathir Assidēre Limina Anubi
Anubi eros sublime
Eahtatene. Ammit. Eahtatene.
Maikoho trascendere
Eyota transcendere

With vacant eyes
And empty shells
They hold their spears
With no will to yield

As time kneeled down

Our myth of merit
And grandeur for us all
The myth of lies
An obscured reality
The sacrifice of the Shudra
Omega Severed

07. Sì-XIV

Incessant passing of seasons.
Harvest grown stale.
Oligarchs transform Harudo.
Oligarchs mercy rurns pale.

Impaired cornucopia,
oathless and ignored.

Virtual illusion,
synthetic elation.

Wretched cabled and sure,
divine myths endure.

In soothing dreams of silk,
electrically induced joy.
Fragile euphoria my shelter.
Plebeian addiction,
a shallow asylum.

Worthless haven of chaos;
sanctified.
Dimensions unfold;
in layered daze.
My mind of shards;
labyrinthine.
Cybernetic martyr.
Collective martyr.

08. Mleccha

Awake to be awoken.
A new dream outwidth dreams.
The substantial actuality;
meaning and purpose,
newly found humanity.

Remove oneself
from synthetic light,
from catacombs of
heart and mind.
Into forested freedom,
Meaning and purpose,
clean air and clarity,

Awake.
Sheltered.
Breathe.

Pivotal connection
to our own future;
Their mirages we no
longer pursue.
No birthright to uphold.
No sovereignty to chase.

Victims of their own egos
and an unquenched thirst to
rise.
Andromeda captured their glare,
but the stars they won't possess.
As ambitions fall from grace
the lands no longer sustain.
Illusions unshrouded.
Depleted and strained.

As the Dakhmas roar,
stranded, we face our fate.
On vanity they rise.
Towards their delusive vision.

09. Asphodel

Behold my child,
the braken fields,
the land that mourns for trees.

Become my dear,
the first and last,
the guardian of vows.

Listen my child,
and face the west,
attend the storms arrival.

Remember dear,
the oaths we took,
and tell your child the same.

10. Satuya

Black dust proclaims
cyclonic waves.
Lodos screaming.
Vales of arcus advance.
Reclaimed weeds
torn from dead roots

Storms speak decrees.
Wreck. Create.
Lords speak decrees.
Visions whole.

Satuya Exudes Eletva