
Date of issue: 22.09.2021
Song language: English
Vantablack |
Each of us is a precipice |
With a slumbering dark |
Swarming demons dwelling deep |
Waiting just for a spark |
For a man to be a man |
With the beast on a leash |
Give us law, lock us up in rules |
Give us roles to play |
A blind spot is what it craves, for it never sleeps |
Sloppy gods, a broken code, power uncontrolled |
Twilight of the soul closing in on me |
At the gates I stand to my vantaback |
No machine will calculate any thought that is black |
Seers cannot prophesize when a heart bears a crack |
Each of us is a paradox with a chaos inside |
Bearing masks of sanity with a predator’s snarl |
Always at war, always at war, man fights beast |
Longing for more, raging inside, begs for release |
Stigmatized, this must b brutal you, brutal me |
Power blinds, we’r slaves of violence |
Power blinds, we’re slaves of force |
Reason binds whatever’s sinister |
Reason binds whatever’s raw |
Name | Year |
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War of Hypocrites | 2021 |
Frisium | 2021 |
Yellow Tongues | 2016 |
Worshipped and Cursed | 2021 |
Mars Ale | 2016 |
Grand Betrayal | 2021 |
Incanceration | 2016 |