Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Coalescing the Void, artist - Symbolik. Album song Emergence, in the genre
Date of issue: 09.04.2020
Record label: The Artisan Era
Song language: English
Coalescing the Void |
Grobbed him by the throat, ripped out his tongue |
While his colleagues sit bound and gagged in their own making |
Their low grunts and muffled words echo pleas of mercy |
Through a hollow mind |
Attached to a callused soul |
Pursuing disastrous designs |
I am here to present to you an ugly piece of truth |
Your lives have been fantastic, now it’s time you’ve been removed |
Distasteful to say the least, swine upon the throne |
At last, I’ve been waiting for this moment |
When I would have you all within my grasp, where unfulfilled fantasies will |
manifest |
As he peels away their fingernails, he starts to laugh |
Then with a menacing display, he spoke aloud |
Nothing short of the voice of god can save you now |
And the rest of you shall follow |
Stainless fangs will lick |
Crimson tears from your cheeks |
One by one he dissects slowly |
Such attention to detail, a prosperous future to jade |
Terror emitting from his pores |
Hysterical and lost inside his fascinations |
Are you not entertained? |
Are those wounds suffocating your lungs? |
As the last of your vile pack of rats, I will show you your true desolation |
Come with me into the lake of oblivion |
Take a drink from this chalice of demise, you gluttonous slave |
Praising your numbers |
Gloating about the threads within your sheets |
On your jewel encrusted magic carpet ride |
You’re the finest cut of all the meats |
But behold a true sight of greatness |
Cloaked and cold in his ominous approach |
Shadows gather and merge within his wake |
Where the light of day will never shine again |
Something’s awry |
Proceeding with the final steps of his elaborate operation |
He’s distracted by the faintest sound |
A voice of some sort or more of a whisper |
He cannot locate the sound |
In a frantic he turns the room to ruin |
Collapse under psychosis |
Then the whisper demands with authority, «Rise!» |
Behold! |
In your vacuous vessel you have lost the soul |
That identifies with anything you have ever known |
Only echoes in you now |
The ultimate defect has been realized |
Unleashed upon the world, blocked is the way of your return |
You’ve committed to this disaster and a grave path you’ve earned |
You forfeit your life unto me and in my chains is where you’ll stay |
As a slave to every horror known to man |
Every night the same dream, different faces but the same conclusion |
I’m infused with lunacy and this I’ve become certain of |
If I sit still enough I can still feel the echoes |
Shaking what is left of this shell, as if the time froze |
The voice again rose |
You never will advance unless |
You coalesce the void |