
Date of issue: 01.11.2018
Song language: English
Lower Empire |
Bind the wrist, cut the tongue, call it Liberation |
Bind the wrist, cut the tongue, call it Liberation |
Invader, you dare make me a stranger |
Invader, you brand me as a traitor |
These borders were forged in loss |
Painted with a martyr’s forgotten blood |
Legions of stone infecting the land |
Legions we carved into the palm of God’s hand |
Stigmata cities stitched together with walls intent |
On sanitizing the sedition of our dark traditions |
We begin with the purest of intentions |
Then fabricate the cruelest inventions |
Interpret the subtext: «S — O — S» |
Euthanized with euphemistic lies, populace of blank binary minds |
Appetite for endless apathy, breathing in, in, insecurity |
Until you see your reflection through the scope of a weapon |
Nothing will ever change |
A revolution stirs in the silence |
The movement defies this negative space |
I hear you through the noise |
The truth that speaks in silence, scale the divides we devise |
We locked out the world, but we’re locked inside |
I hear you through the noise |
The hope sung from the margins, my heartbeat just a step behind |
I didn’t know your name, but I knew we were out of time |
Nuclear families split apart like the atom |
Demagogues proliferate the calloused grip of the state |
The future asphyxiates under nativist suspicions |
Insipid minds domestic fission |
Bind the wrist, cut the tongue, call it Liberation |
Bind the wrist, cut the tongue, call it Liberation |
Thirteen, cold as a stillborn — wounds still warm in his chest Behold the |
crimson lens, peer through the gaps in the flesh |
Bullets raining from Babylon: the price of wealth |
How can you resist this cycle if you can’t resist yourself? |
What a world we knew |
Before we fearfully withdrew |
To our silent cells of solitude |
But still, I hear you, I hear you |
I hear you through the noise |
The truth that speaks in silence, scale the divides we devise |
We locked out the world, but we’re locked inside |
I hear you through the noise |
The hope sung from the margins, my heartbeat just a step behind |
I didn’t know your name but I knew we were out of time |
Name | Year |
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Depths III | 2018 |
Inhabit the Wound | 2016 |
Depths II | 2014 |
Firstborn (Ya'aburnee) | 2018 |
Panic Room | 2016 |
The New Eternity | 2018 |
Nervosa | 2016 |
Stockholm ft. Fit For A King | 2021 |
Vanity of Sleep | 2018 |
Afterdusk | 2018 |
In Absence | 2018 |
Northern Fires (Guernica) | 2018 |
Psychescape | 2016 |
Visible Unseen | 2018 |
First Father | 2016 |
Dying in Circles | 2016 |
Orphan | 2016 |
Inherit the Earth | 2016 |
Understanding Love as Loss | 2016 |
Share the Body | 2018 |