Deus Excommunicado

Exile's Redemption: A Tale of Chaotic Peace and Feral Hope
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Lyrics

We distant travelers searching for some kind of peace

We, as travelers in a distant place, seek a form of tranquility.

Stumbled upon nirvana lost, reeking of beasts

Accidentally discovered a state of perfect bliss tainted by savagery.


The setting sun

The sun setting, symbolizing the end of something.

Reveals a new world

Reveals a different, disorderly world.

One as chaotic

This new world is chaotic.

And feral

And wild, suggesting a lack of order or control.


Wash our hands of this mess

We distance ourselves from the chaos, indicating a desire to avoid involvement.

Out of sins to confess

No more wrongs to admit, implying a past filled with mistakes.

We'd have hoped that by now they'd have found a way past their own egos to mend

Hoping that others would overcome personal pride to repair the situation.


Amidst the fire

Amidst intense conflict or struggle.

The plague devours them

A destructive force consumes them, possibly referring to a societal plague.

Competing ire

Competing anger or resentment.

Peace sours

The pursuit of peace turns bitter or unpleasant.


Wash our hands of this mess

Reiterating a desire to distance from the chaos.

Out of sins to confess

No more sins to confess, suggesting a personal sense of redemption or resignation.

We'd have hoped that by now they'd have found a way past their own egos to mend

Repeating the hope for a collective change in attitude and behavior.


If they won't learn, we'll burn it down

If others don't learn, a willingness to destroy the current state.

Burn it down!

An emphatic declaration to burn it down, signifying a drastic measure for change.

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