Tribulation
Hamartia
1. Hamartia
For as they walk through life’s valley with a standard of death
Death will follow
Just as the cause will in time make their misery known
The guilt and sorrow
They create the need
They give you vinegar and bile
They bring the alms
They give you words and a smile
They revel in filth
That they stole with their cynical guile
At the roots of your ideal there is a lesion
An insult to the sanctitude of life
Could not the fall be a part of our completion?
If not it’s at the heart of our strife
They create the need
They give you vinegar and bile
They bring the alms
They give you words and a smile
They revel in filth
That they stole with their cynical guile
They precede the fall
They place you back in the womb
They miss the mark
They are the authors of doom
They are bound to fail
As their world comes crashing down
We transgress
We are brought into life through iniquity
We’re all sinners
And thus death has reached ubiquity
By their fruitless efforts are they blessed with regeneration?
No, they miss the mark
They miss the mark
For those who walk through death’s valley with a standard of life
Life will follow
And though the stains of our being may bring out the worst
It won’t be hollow
They create the need
They give you vinegar and bile
They bring the alms
They give you words and a smile
They revel in filth
That they stole with their cynical guile
They precede the fall
They place you back in the womb
They miss the mark
They are the authors of doom
They are bound to fail
As their world comes crashing down
We transgress
We are brought into life through iniquity
We’re all sinners
And thus death has reached ubiquity
By their fruitless efforts are they blessed with regeneration?
No, they miss the mark
They miss the mark
2. Axis Mundi
Inside the foundry they have given birth
For the upheaval of a buried earth
The sanctified mechanic bends the axis of the world they mend
From the center of it all
They rise
They forge
Their thoughts
They breed through the machinery of faith
They scourge
They burn
And the wheel on the axis will turn
The gracious ambiance began to swirl
In raging winds of the inverted world
They would not to this dream awake
In time their shores they would forsake
They rise
They forge
Their thoughts
They breed through the machinery of faith
They scourge
They burn
And the wheel on the axis will turn
They rise
They forge
Their thoughts
They breed through the machinery of faith
They scourge
They burn
And the wheel on the axis will turn
Yes, they bleed
Through the machinery of faith
They yearn
And the wheel on the axis will burn
3. Hemoclysm
We comply
Tell us where to go, and we'll go there
Tell us where to hide, and we'll happily abide
Tell us when to die, and we'll go without a care
Tell us when to kill, and we'll kill
The primordial movements, the original curse
Echoes through the darkness of our times
And with the folly of denial, we are bound to make it worse
This is not the end of our crimes
There's a new star in thе night sky
As unveiled in the visions
But thе floods won't run dry
They will flow in wild torrents as a river of blood
As revealed by the prophets
The false death of the creator God
We deny
What is happening now has happened before
And in time, it will happen again
Yet maybe if we all just try to shut our eyes
The waxing won't turn into a wane
Overcome by the currents, we act as we ought
Devoid of the virtues we hide
Why look back when we know that what we'll find says naught
Just a full break is sanctified
There's a new star in the night sky
As unveiled in the visions
But the floods won't run dry
They will flow in wild torrents as a river of blood
As revealed by the prophets
The false death of the creator God
We apply
As there's nothing that is fair, we can crush it
And erect a hollow shrine with our conceit
We omit the sacred threads of an earth we won't inherit
No, the world we know is not for the meek
There's a new star in the night sky
As unveiled in the visions
But the floods won't run dry
They will flow in wild torrents as a river of blood
As revealed by the prophets
The false death of the creator God
4. Vengeance (The Pact) (Blue Öyster Cult cover)
See them standing in the foothills
Waiting for the kill
On wings of fear the terror sweeps
Into the city beat
To defend
This is the pact
But when life’s scorned
And damage done
To avenge
This is the pact
On wings of vengeance
Taarna finds them
Death for barbarians
To defend
This is the pact
But when life’s scorned
And damage done
To avenge
This is the pact
Flying over the oasis
She is captured and they pull her down
Feeling pain
From the air
Close my eyes
And I am there
I feel I’m falling down in a deep, dark pit
“Pull him down,” the soldier said,
“I’ll put an arrow in his head”
But the bird
Flew off instead
To save his master
On his back she fled
Her time has come
Riding her bird
High in the saddle
She gets her chance to fulfill the pact now
As their leader
Swoops from the clouds
She sticks him with her sword
Then she throws him down
The enemy shrivel and die
The enemy shrivel and die
To defend
This is the pact
But when life’s scorned
And damage done
To avenge
This is the pact
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