Blind Guides (Abandoned Mortuary)
You honour God with your lips
But your hearts are far from Him
You worship Him in vain
Your teachings are merely human rules
Woe to you
Because you are like unmarked graves
Which people walk over
Without knowing it
Woe to you
Because you load people down
With burdens they can hardly carry
And you yourselves won’t help them
You blind guides!
You strain out a gnat
But swallow a camel
You travel over land and sea to win a single convert
And when you have succeeded,
You make them twice as much a child of hell as you are
Woe to you, you hypocrites!
You shut the door of the kingdom of heaven
In people’s faces
You yourselves
Do not enter
Nor will you let those enter
Who are trying to
You snakes!
You brood of vipers!
How will you escape being condemned to hell?
You will be assigned a place with the hypocrites
Where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth
Woe to you, you hypocrites!
You are like whitewashed tombs
Which look beautiful on the outside
But on the inside are
Full of everything unclean
In the same way
You are full of
Hypocrisy and wickedness
The Word (Abandoned Mortuary)
In the beginning was the Word
And the Word was with God
And the Word was God
He was with God in the beginning
Through Him all things were made
Without Him nothing was made that has been made
In Him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it
Guerra Fria (Eternal After Death)
Corpos jogados e seu sorriso só cresce
O sangue é seu lucro e o inferno seu fim
Não dá pra fugir
Não bote a culpa na sua crença
Ou apenas em seu egoísmo
A ambição humana fez da morte do seu semelhante
Um prêmio, um sinal de vitória
Preço sangue escorre em suas mãos
Cada vida será lembrada em seu julgamento
Campo de batalha
Armas sanguinárias
Nada disso vai te proteger
Hoje é seu dia
Beba do cálice da justiça divina
Escohla Morrer (Eternal After Death)
Escolha morrer
Escolha morrer para você mesmo
Escolha morrer para esse mundo
Essa vida terrena não pertence a você
Essa vida foi paga com todo sangue e sofrimento
de um Deus que se fez carne (2x)
Essa vida terrena não pertence a você
Essa vida foi paga com todo sangue e sofrimento
de um Deus que se fez carne (2x)
Escolha morrer!
Escolha morrer!
Correntes Invisiveis (Eternal After Death)
Todas as manchas que deixei na parede com meu próprio sangue
Todas as marcas e cicatrizes no meu corpo que ainda queimam em mim
Toda lágrima se tornou sangue ao sair de mim
Toda noite atormentado pelo medo que não chegava ao fim
Cada temor em errar me aprisionava e me prendia ao chão
Apedrejei a mim mesmo toda vez que vi minha imagem se refletir no espelho
E a escuridão me aprisionava e me prendia num lugar terrível
Onde só quem não teme o mal pode resistir ao seus delírios
E em correntes invisíveis eu estava preso sem ter forças pra continuar
Mas de joelhos ao chão comecei a orar
Meus pedaços em destruição o Senhor veio realinhar
Teu poder fez da água o vinho
Vai limpar todo sangue em mim
Arrancar a coroa de espinhos
E as correntes que me prendiam aqui
Ilusões (Eternal After Death)
Nós só ouvimos o que queremos ouvir
Verdade que nos convém
Verdade que nos convém
Somos tão sábios para vivermos ou sobrevivermos
Com o coração vazio e cheio de iniquidade
A instituição nos abandonou
Sempre estamos certos
Nunca questionados
Nunca questionados
Fale o que quer
Fale o quanto puder
Pois a ambição tomou seu coração
Para quê orar?
Para quê orar?
Se você só escuta a verdade que lhe convém
Verdade que lhe convém
Nós só ouvimos o que queremos ouvir
Nós só ouvimos o que queremos ouvir
Quanto tempo isso durará?
Quanto tempo iremos suportar?
Falamos em resistência ao mundo
Mas nosso maior inimigo somos nós mesmos
Que não enxergamos a verdade que nos liberta
A verdade que nos liberta !
A verdade que nos liberta !
Desespero (Eternal After Death)
O que está acontecendo?
As orações não são mais ouvidas
Minha vida não tem mais serventia
Não faz mais diferença se hoje mesmo morreria
Será que Ele existe mesmo?
Por que Ele não vem e me salva deste mundo de pragas?
Acaba com as guerras, destrói os demônios e nos leva para o céu
"todos pecaram e destituídos estão da glória de Deus" (Romanos 3:23)
"toda a criação, conjuntamente, geme e está com dores de parto " (Romanos 8:2)
"Ele enxugará de seus olhos toda lágrima; e não haverá mais morte, nem lamento, nem dor…" (Apocalipse 21:4).
(Lute pelos seus sonho ou seja penas um fracassado)
Sempre há tempo para recomeçar
Só será tarde demais para o reinício
Quando já estivermos deitados
Em nossas covas rasas
O medo de errar é grande
Mas lembre-se, nunca será em vão
Pois até o erro lhe ensina
O caminho certo a seguir
A queda nos dá a força pra continuar
Não diga que a luta foi perdida
Antes dela acabar
Iron And Clay (Wise As Serpents)
Visions foreseen have revealed, the coming last days
Wickedness breeds in their souls, a corruption dominates
Tyranny propagates our lives, decomposing liberty
Fatal indignation grows, an agenda in effect
Crawl, on your knees,
Servitude compliance they desire
Death, creeping in,
Incremental serfdom of mankind
(Chorus)
Malfeasance gives way to, a force of oppression
Iron and Clay, an era of the damned
The moral decay, and the end of sovereignty
Iron and Clay, an empire doomed to fail
Tyranny increases each day, decomposing our rights
Fatal indignation grows, agenda in effect
What's foreseen has been described as an empire whose fate will be swift
It's demise will mark the start of an age where the wicked will cower in fear
Industry Of Death (Wise As Serpents)
War, a symptom of control
Lies beget death in the throes of the violent regimes
Wealth, suffocating peace
Truth exists not in the narrative by propaganda means
Politics deceive, incompetence they breed, cultivating lies
Manufacturing, a crisis they create, to garner war support
Blood is on their hands, genocidal thoughts, discarding human life
Power that corrupts, courses through their veins, a portrait of disdain
War, a symptom of control
Lies beget death in the throes of the violent regimes
Wealth, suffocating peace
Truth exists not in the narrative by propaganda means
Obtaining coveted resources through the conquest by theft, War is the rich's wealthiest harvest
Before the advent of the centralized banking system, there had never been a world war.
(Chorus)
When the rich wage war, Industry of death
It's the poor who die, Industry of death
State Of Betrayal (Wise As Serpents)
The killing of the innocent
increases every passing year
Taking lives, Murdering
random victims
Terrorize, take control
of the scene
Brutalize, take by force
make them suffer
Commit crimes, violate
make a scene
Unlawful act of malfeasance
the power of authority
Corruption delegates their minds
drift into orwellian
Bribery, extortion
Exploitation
Dominance, squeezes in
oppression
Injuries, fatal blows
Excessive force
defecate, on their oath,
and the law
(Chorus)
Rise of Tyranny leads to crimes in the states
Rise of Tyranny in this state of betrayal
Are We All Insane? (Wise As Serpents)
We have become indoctrinated to believe that our mental state is flawed
Psychiatry has invented certain illnesses to legitimize their field
Marketing of disease for profit
Corporate greed pushing drugs
Statistics show there's an increase of violence linked to these psychotropic drugs
White coats deceive as they're driven by incentives while their ethics licentiously rot
Efficacy does not factor in.
(Chorus)
Are we all insane
White coats infer disease
Are we all insane
Clinical trials are skewed
Are we all insane
Dartboard of diagnosis
Are we all insane
They have a pill for you
The fallacy of the chemically imbalanced theory convinces us that we're sick
You will become a statistic as a lifetime patient chemically induced
The Harvest (Wise As Serpents)
Foooooood, modified for the masses
Genetically manipulating DNA, altered
Necro-seeds mutated bringing biological disasters, soft kill solutions
Experiments, unsuspecting populace, unleashed
Engineering organisms genome of genetic code, proves to be unsafe
Gruesome results through molecular tampering, outcome
Studies show the consequences to have detrimental effects, yet they desecrate
Campaign of lies, promoting deadly GMOs, for profit
Suffering, the symptoms of, unnatural strains of food
Tests reveal, the unintended results showing organ failures
Damaging, the gastric lesions, while liver and kidneys fail
Consuming, contaminated foods results in risks of death
Corporate biotech industries sowing seeds of deception, patents of disease
Contaminate, the soil with impurities, tainted
Pride (TIMŌRĀTUS)
Deep rooted glory attached to triumphs conceit
Ego, vanity, narcissism
Spread out amongst the facade of society
I’m a balloon steadily growing
I will never burst
From the self-love that is constantly justified
Constantly filling
I feel as if I will live forever
I will never die
I am a mountain looking down on all others
Viewing the lives
Of those worth so much less
I will find my end
For it indeed draws near
Lies I’ve told myself crumble into the dirt
My pride scatters like ash in the wind
Never to be seen again
No more legacy
Lust (TIMŌRĀTUS)
Burning desire
Grows from within
Visions of bodies, twisted together
As I grapple with this sin
You are not just a person
You are the object of my eye
Taking advantage
Take Take Take Take
Rape, Molestation, Infatuation, Violation
Pulsing injections oozing from every orifice
Gnawing and throbbing in anguish
Grinding and churning the bowels
As the sludge slowly excretes
Greed (TIMŌRĀTUS)
The endless desire of wanting more
Compare your life to another
Don’t you find it just so sad?
Constantly pushing the shore for
You to see your neighbor with their life
So much better than yours
So you just sit and ponder for hours
How you can make what’s theirs, yours
You have to grow your shining pile
Steal and plot in hate to score
As you continue to picture their life
So much better than yours
Never content with what you have
Never content with what’s been given
Always, wasting your life inside your own mind
Instead of living out in the world
“Things” will never make you happy
You need to make this clear
Before you can finally lift greed’s curse
Gluttony (TIMŌRĀTUS)
Gulping down the slathered excess
Force it through your gaping maw
Choke on every single morsel
Head first in your thick gullet
Over indulgence
Swallow
Consume that feed
You stuff yourself to mountainous stature
You gulp up your needless brew
You live your life in fat squalor
Overconsumption
To the point of waste
Might as well take from the needy
Just to stuff your greasy face
Deny to live a life of sharing
In the end a bloated waste
Envy (TIMŌRĀTUS)
Comparing to others
They have what I want
Inwardly, angrily
Discontent
Wanting their life
Wanting their house
Wanting their car
Wanting their spouse
Why not me? Why them?
The appetite, longing, craving, desire
Seeing people for what they have, than who they are
Manifesting insidiousness of sin and human depravity
Rotting my mind of what I don’t have
Gnawing my innards
Lives destruction, remorse
Turning to healing of animosity
Realizing life’s not fair
Taking solace in the truth
Wrath / Sloth (TIMŌRĀTUS)
The anger that builds inside you
Presses against the walls
Never ceasing in your hatred
Can’t conceive your life at all
Violent feuds explode in your wake
As you injure all who cross your path
You can’t cope with changes ‘round you
Hate just boils in your heart
Murder, Death, Wrath
Seem to be your only friends
Mind can’t take the never ceasing hole
Collapse in heated hatred
Your wraith a steaming cole
It ends in your destruction
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Growing old
Still afraid
Yet, I fall
Waste away
Choking back
The bitter pill
To haste the day
You see me lying here
Won't do anything at all to get my fill
Can't seem to move my limbs
My eyes just seem to dim
Fixed upon a gazing prize
Can't do
Won't do
Anything
At all
