Can you hear the stifled breath beyond the mind shattering noise? To endure a life confined to this illusion of peace. Prohibiting our true nature, the blade we drag upon to bleed. As we suffer by the law of man, words that strip our identity and curse our tradition of vengeance. To transcend our violence, our bodies convulse evoking the true nature of our spirit. The violence we restrain for this illusion of peace. (Take to where the sting of eternity is the sight of our blood drawn across the world) Take to the somber glow of distant flame, the stillness of death. Can you feel my heart breaking from beyond death? (in the desolate woods, echoing back from the destroyers of our world)
Track Name: Blood Of My Blood
Blood of my blood, see into our burning past. See the wounds we share, our union, the most violent opposition. Punished for seeing beyond our skin, (we all walked from the center) in defiance we retrace our steps. Vermin bury us with lies, (to destroy us from the inside out) while snakes turn our soil to ash. Intolerance sharpens like iron, the blade forged by their hands. Vengeance cast on thee, forgiveness is a disease (forced upon those held from justice, stripped of control, and chained to imposed morality) By force we compromise our soul to live this life.