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Exiled Conscience: Unveiling a Demonic Journey
Lyrics
Pull all the triggers on the exile of my conscience
Pulling all triggers symbolizes a deliberate abandonment of moral consciousness.
Vacant surfaces paved with lies
Surfaces devoid of truth, covered with deceit.
Woes Torn asunder, the righteous, the precious
Challenges and struggles tearing apart the virtuous and valuable.
The purpose of nothing, moving against
Acting with no purpose, going against the norm or expected path.
All of my failures have brought me to this
Acknowledging that past failures have led to the current situation.
I'm gathering the pieces in the absence of end
Gathering fragmented pieces in a seemingly endless absence of resolution.
I'm burning the untouchable homes of the time
Burning down established and untouchable structures of the past.
Contagious mediocracy of one last stand
A defiant last stand against a contagious mediocrity.
A Pilgrim of nightmares
Identifying as a pilgrim of nightmares, facing unsettling experiences.
Conclusions denied
Rejecting or not accepting certain conclusions.
An infinite noise, a token of spite
An enduring disturbance, a symbol of resentment.
A vivid form, methodically fold
A clear and systematic form emerging from chaos.
It shadows the truth that starves in me
Concealing a harsh reality that hungers within.
The woes of the dead invoking storms
The troubles and sorrows of the deceased invoking turmoil.
Drowning a memory in rivers of yore
Drowning a memory in the streams of the past.
Infected wounds reverbing a life
Infected wounds echoing and impacting a life.
A demonic womb, a senseless fight
A destructive origin, engaging in a purposeless struggle.
A coreless depiction, a movement alone
A depiction lacking a core, an isolated movement.
Static, deceptive, so close and gone
Static and deceptive, appearing close yet unreachable.
Beyond and benighted, unjustified
Existing without a core, unjustified and benighted.
Distracted in the feeling, flooding the lines
Distraction in the emotional experience, flooding the lines of connection.
Casting a plague, my vision's defiled
Casting a plague, corrupting the vision.
Betrayer of grain, perpetual exile. The ignominy reframed an apophatic Messiah
Betraying the essence, perpetually exiled and reframing ignominy.
For order remains an astounded pariah
Order remaining an astonished outcast.
Immunity of emptiness, an absence of light
Immunity to emptiness, a lack of illumination.
Phantom ideals, patriarchal suicide
Illusory ideals, a self-destructive patriarchal mindset.
The years are pushing their way
Time progressing without meaning or purpose.
Transcending existence with parched veins
Experiencing life with drained vitality, transcending existence.
Proofs and innuendos in circles of salt
Providing evidence and hints within circles of protection.
Poured alive in an intangible vault
Being poured alive into an intangible vault, perhaps representing confinement.
The stance of the flames, the fleshless bones
The stance of the flames and the skeletal remains, symbolic of destruction.
Washed in fear, destroyer of homes.
Being cleansed in fear, acting as a destroyer of homes.
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