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[theProphet]
We are living on an elemental shrine
The conduit for pure forms from above
The keys to the castle are slipping away
So we must take hold, and plot our escape
[Toothpinch]
Spilling blood on the sacred grove
Divine is the power you will behold
Angelic, not pagan of important defense
When in god’s name it’s not as contentious
Infamous yes, but application lay straight
Unparalleled sensational delights
Adapt not scheme and you will be christened
With the presence from the holy kingdom
[theProphet]
Caught in rapture, is this experience?
Our are we betrayed by expectations?
Instead of brilliance, just another perception
Brought by our own mental deception
[Toothpinch]
Spiraling upwards, onto Jacob’s ladder
Everything we once knew has been scattered
[theProphet]
You just don’t know it’s an expression
For a much murkier and higher power
Summoning recycled symbols
Breaking control, liberation theory
Right as we were about to take hold
This is what we call transcendental bias
[Toothpinch]
We could flick the switch on
Instead leave the blinders on
Fear convoluted by worship
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In This Moment
03:10
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We'll never be strong enough
Can that hold us back?
Or will we finally stand
Until there is no more of us left to fight
Marching to the rhythm, to the beat
Like the heartbeat of humanity
We will move with infinite energy
Moving towards a future carefree
No conclusion so swift as a the change
Direction not as important as the range
Take what you want what you need
However you find the fuel you feed
There's only one reason to entertain
These demons of yesterday
For this is the day I put them away
My service is done to come and play
Lay to rest this chapter of my life
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Aliens
02:55
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Aliens the great divide
Leaving our minds
In a new zone
Down from the skies
Like a rose, we revere
We forget our pride
Then we will be pricked
By the thorns of our ignorance
Engineered solutions
Immobilizing us from within
Brittle mind, doesn't do the trick
Puppet to corruption manifest
A schism will occur, if you persist
The word is getting mighty grotesque
Infiltering, slithering within our own,
Defecating, our beliefs they disown,
Nothing matters, they tear us apart,
Nihilism, was just the start!
They make their way into our insides
They burrow, inching there’s no place to hide
Creeping their way into our +dreams
Making their way into everything
We stand idle, like we're made of stone,
Statues, that don't even know
How to defend the culture they built
Are we so weak, we can't even tote
Our own way of life, defend what we created,
How can we be so sedated,
Just giving in.
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I'm not giving up, I'm not growing thin,
I don't know where I've been,
Lost my hope, lost my crown,
The only way is down.
Three things I should have said,
Looking at what I did instead,
Oh, I should have known.
What do you expect from me
Except just another tragedy
Making room for consequence
As I tear down everything
That was once important to me
This is my realm of tragedy
You are my addiction
You are so impure
You gave me so much meaning
This is why I’m so sure
You are my addiction,
You made me so impure,
You gave me a meaning,
Now I'm not so sure.
Took the gun, put it to my head,
Wished a thousand times dead,
Couldn't do it, couldn't see,
Couldn't learn to be.
Am I anything more than a whore,
Don't know what I’m standing for,
Cast iron, I feel myself sinking
No longer can I face this empty,
Now that I have been dethroned.
Now I have no home,
I sit here abandoned and barren
Forever I am alone,
And this is my throne,
The lurker in the abyss
Calling my name at night
As entropy whispers it’s sweet lullaby
I know my time is coming sooner then I wish
Where to go except down low,
I really just don't fucking know,
Where to stop, when to care,
What is fake and what is there,
Where does the pain stop,
Forever in my heart it's caught,
Lost within these torturous days,
Death could come in so many ways,
But I must learn to stay strong,
Or everything will simply be gone,
This world is spinning out of control.
You are my addiction,
You made me so impure,
You gave me a meaning,
Now I'm not to sure.
Took the gun, put it to my head,
Wished a thousand times dead,
Couldn't do it, couldn't see,
Couldn't learn to be.
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Jenova Project Langley, British Columbia
Jenova Project has been around since 2005, going through many incarnations and band lineups. However the only stable and consistent member has been theProphet, who has dictated the vision and story of the project since the beginning. Detailing an epic story that takes place over billions of years, it all starts with a journey to save the human species... leading to all of mankind's eventual doom. ... more
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