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The Prescient

by Antlion

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1.
Incubation 04:46
As time goes on we learn again that fear will lead the minds of men Blind hate Fuel the misinformed Primal state Victims of uncertain times Paragon of lies Perspectively divine Twisting in your eyes Confusion intensifies No one would see the signs Their freedom slowly lost in time The incubation agenda prevails Relinquish all of your rights I must not fear... The quest for peace, forever marred The truths withheld from the masses Bury the heads of our people in sand and honour the bliss of our ignorance Honour the cause of a single life lost While many still perish abroad A martyr engendered; the words within mouth vicarious manipulation Feed the fear of millions Blind their eyes Render their hearing Cut out the tongues
2.
Hubris 05:55
Humans Primates Simple creatures of their habits Yet, capable of so much worse Our potential is duly wasted Moving backward, impeding progress Redundant, I know the story but I can't seem to find a way to get my fucking point across Does it matter? That I'm complacent? or is it that I'm just sick of your bullshit? My disconnected mind comes alive, long enough to see your faults and the reasons you will fail Never one to analyze beyond your narrow minded eyes Always there to criticize but never to hypothesize The answers always seem so clear When everything is black and white One day you'll see your words are flawed Your bias will be your undoing Our race is multiplying faster than our collective minds develop Regression of the tallest order Constituent to selfish nature Ignorance breeds malleable nations Fit to consume radical bullshit Give them belief that freedom is theirs Restricting their pleasures, disguised as protection Raised to fail, why are we so lost? Blessed by the wings of knowledge, We fly too close to the sun Waiting for the new age I lick my wounds and count the days...
3.
To thinly draw the line between Fact and fiction, hands unseen Withholding fact, controlling data Molding a sheltered consciousness The age has passed, where knowledge was fruit to be shared, a gift among us Taken for granted, cast aside Shallow opinion, strangled pride Remove all resistance, destroying the evidence Burn, burn it all like blackened wings, the ashes mark The end of reason History erased before our eyes The ulterior motive sought to be concealed Distract the ignorant with simple complacency What is happiness? When people are afraid to feel anything at all? Tonight we burn it all These towers, they must fall Our tomes, filled with sin The cycle of failure History erased before our eyes Burn, burn it all like blackened wings, the ashes mark the end of reason Burn, burn our tomes These blackened wings have taken flight, our sight removed Deceived by those who've left you blind Delusions of utopia Resist, remove, destroy, rebuild
4.
Hive 04:34
In secrecy, slaves to our clockwork within these labyrinthine walls A sacrosanct objective to unify them all Worlds behind stone walls (while bones are picked clean) Slowly worked to death, they never knew better The flesh and blood of thousands will fuel the hive machine Expendable retention for this inferior breed Doomed never to see sunlight, these husks of mortal men Through sisyphaean torture, relive the strife again Drones behind these walls (with no hope for respite) They are sworn to his word, machinations of God's will Iniquity to break the spirits of our human harvest Idolatry to fill the minds with a heightened sense of purpose Worlds behind stone walls (while bones are picked clean) Suffering for salvation A feast for those with empty minds to nourish souls with empty lies Our monolith extending high built upon the graves of those who died Beneath the veil of scripture All shall serve under one master Lest we are blinded by his obsidian eyes Will we see light again?
5.
Over the rolling plains, the desert beckons Two demigods among us traverse the sands One man, a wealth of knowledge, of humble virtue His leader filled with pride, reckless abandon A parting of the ways ensures the final fate of heroes Premonitions of your final resting place Now heed the words of a dying man who offered you the chance to live By mending your lust for blood I'd rather die then live without ability My body withered and suffering To slake your pursuit of conquest by misguided teaching A solemn crowd begins to gather around The flames consuming what was And none could see as he burned into ash The struggle or the pain, dying serene "We will meet again..." Alone again, he travels on Ten thousand strong but one is gone I see his face and I repent my ignorance For all of those who dare to witness a falling star, end of an age Your words ring true yet now I hear them too late I close my eyes one final time, we'll meet again We'll meet again
6.
Spire 06:18
This dismal monochrome, devoid of variation These walls I call my home, my prison, my tomb... My spire Alone, I wait for the day to come Within these weaving chambers, all doors to different minds All paths to different times, these memories of mine Clutch at my chest, still beating A deluge of nightmares unfolding These walls only add confusion as they slowly move nearer Ascend against my will Then I will find my way out of this place This dungeon of my own creation Shackled to guilty misgivings from the past "Only you can face the final door Only you can rightfully restore Only you can stave off your own death Only you have the mind to save what is left" Within these weaving chambers, all doors to different minds Paths to different times, these memories of mine To take the road less travelled, one must forget the past Embrace this waking moment and find freedom at last I smell the air, the fog is lifting I see the sky, the day is breaking I raise my arms and scream above The sun is mine The groaning earth begins to quake A cleft begins to form, all within its wake Will soon be swallowed whole, never to enslave me again I am my own master, this life is mine to live
7.
Motions, the veil of thought has been lifted Beseech the chosen one Traveller, implore the passage of time To find the golden path, ensure our survival All truth, lines of possibility must be calculated One mind, faced with one thousand voices The din of chaos reigning Entangled in causality, this web of realities And I will pull the strings Will they doom themselves? Betrayed by their own mistrust Their saviour has finally arrived, I must not fail Am I a god? Or a pawn of macroexistence? Lucid dreams of transcendence coincide with consciousness Visions of Shaitan Martyr myself for all mankind My new skin becomes my new mind Leaving my human past behind My reign will last thousands of years enshrined I, God Emperor
8.
The seeds are sown, the golden path is true My final act of selflessness Forsake the human form I strive to protect Conceal the sacred hoard, the secret must be kept! Despot Three thousand years controlled Immortal reign fulfilled Yes, all things must end The curse of leading visions I plot my godly demise, release from inhumanity Left to their vices Their hopes, their sins Soon to scatter across the cosmos, infinite (Water passes over me, my flesh decays, writhing pain, sweet release in extremis)

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released October 23, 2015

Produced by Antlion
Music & Lyrics by Antlion
Mixed & Mastered by Zack Ohren
Recorded by Arend Nijhuis
Album art by Chris Volion

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