The human mind was formed to hold a key to the future, to unveil what lies beyond us. An abstract creation incepted to turn within the scepters to prolong all life, used and held wisely by few, such a waste of a gift in light. Where could this have all gone wrong? We have grown to become our own murders, quenching our own blood thirst, fueling technologies with your brain cells.
Self destruction is imminent, self destruction is imminent.
It seems as if death does not alarm, with mass populations conspiring self harm. Human waste, disconnect your attention from all of the propaganda so that these conflicts can be faced. Land of the sheep, here come the wolves delivering their onslaught, with catastrophes that will make you fucking weep.
Home of the slave, awaken from this madness and emerge from the gallows, from your fucking grave, land of the sheep, home of the slave. You are not of sovereign being, but only an attention craving waste. How much easier restoration could be, if you would open your eyes just to see that we are all nothing. Existence will soon perish and we are all to blame, human scum because of many like you we will die without names. Existence will soon perish and we are all to blame, human scum because of many like you we will die without names.
Wasted creations, the time is near for you to now awaken, the human mind was formed to hold a key to the future. To unveil what lies beyond. An abstract creation.
Land of the sheep, home of the slave, the time is now to be awake.
credits
from The Progression of Human Failure [EP],
released January 17, 2015
All music written by Athanatos
Lyrics written by Juan Garcia
Recorded by Ethan Houston
Wack to think they somehow went up from here. Just... damn...
its not gonna rip your face off, but its every bit as punchey and hard-hitting as the stuff coming straight out the minds of archspire.
And man them solos. im a real goon when it comes to that stuff, can't dig them, but, its fucking gooey right here, tickling all my brain parts in the perfect way. MyNameIsRedundant
Very well-balanced indeed. Everything here screams talent and professionalism, from the music to the production. Technical without showing off, brutal without sacrificing musicality... This is a great record. Nekobibu