On my own...to wander alone
down this lonesome by-way.
of dust and stone.
This forbidden road...where the garden grows.
Lies the new world
of dirt and bone.
There I'll make my stand...in the promised land.
On hallowed ground...
their end is found.
Nobody knows...the secret I hold.
Transgression unfolds...
while eve erodes.
what lies beneath...an inheritance of the meek.
where heaven and earth shall meet...angels will surely weep.
we will feel her pain...her quaking disdain.
we have forged our path...
BEAR WITNESS HER
WRATH!
FEAR HER WRATH!
THE EARTH SPLITS WIDE
BURIED ALIVE
MERCY...DENIED.
RIGHT BEFORE OUR EYES
our mother dies...
still as she strives...she begs for the will to survive.
dear mother...
please forgive us for what we've done!
dear father...
PLEASE ABSOLVE US OUR...SIN!
AS I STARE OUT ACROSS THIS VALLEY OF DEATH
GOD'S BEGOTTEN ARE EXILED FROM EDEN
MOUNTAINS...DIVIDE
BURIED ALIVE
HER FAITH...DEFIED
RIGHT BEFORE OUR EYES
she's withering away...
AS I STARE OUT ACROSS THIS VALLEY OF DEATH
I KNOW WE TOO WILL MEET OUR MAKER HERE...
I'll have the riffs, riffs, riffs, riffs, riffs, riffs, riffs, baked beans, riffs, riffs, riffs, riffs, and riffs. What do you mean you're all out of baked beans? Alright then, I'll take riffs. enskye
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This review is long overdue. This album right here is the album that finally pulled me out of the "commercial" music world and into the world of the raw, experimental, and sincere. An amalgamation of everything I love about post-metal and hardcore taken to a mathy, heavy, ambient extreme. brineryte