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In The Tameness of a Wolf

by Son of Mourning

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The Tameness 00:55
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Lets go This lie that they’re feeding It holds no meaning This world is synthetic It beats a plastic pulse Complacent in stability Amongst strangers in the cold Deciding, not fighting Against hearts that are cold Simon says keep moving in circles Simon says keep spinning around It’s a self-fulfilling prophecy Simon says you’re all going down Synthetic revolution Is only false hope Progression from the infection For success there is no hope The world is synthetic, it’s self anaesthetic And we are all pathetic, heroic or heretic The world moves in circles, we’re spinning around The only place left to go is down Simon says keep moving in circles Simon says keep spinning around When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall And down will come baby, cradle and all Simon says keep spinning, spinning Simon grinds you into the ground It’s a self-fulfilling prophecy Simon says you’re all going down We’re anti-prophetic In existence pathetic We’re anti-prophetic The revolution synthetic We’re anti-prophetic In existence pathetic We’re anti-prophetic The revolution synthetic
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Succession 05:14
Systematic extinction Your kind are being removed Brother Darwin often rebuked Your work we will reprove Natural selection Scouring the herd of the weaker meat Casting off the useless forms Your strain is obsolete Faceless, collectivistic Under my rule, your neck will bleed Self-loathing altruistic Once judged, your kind will vanish Corpses form the pattern The bloody steps of succession Your former slaves are now your judge And court is in session All rise, court is in session The evidence is obvious Your testimony – ambiguous You failed to prove your worth to us The decision is unanimous Indifferent, nihilistic In my world, your hands are empty Short-sighted, hedonistic Your pleasure will be your pain By the hands of the timid and meek Our heroes may bleed and fall We must invoke succession Brute or spineless, judge them all Irreverent, anarchistic Beneath justice, your back will break Gutless, pacifistic Nothing but contempt for those unwilling to fight This is the ancient blood-pact Between death and life from long ago You cannot achieve exemption I will make it so Gather all ye judges Our kindred weaklings we will best Strike your gavel, raise your axe Our exodus is paved with flesh Future-fearing deterministic Your fate is insipid and devoid Coward subjectivistic Your existence is non-absolute Non-absolute, non-absolute
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In this perfect dream an image imbues Constant punishment in this, she’ll lose Self-inflicted, self-serving demise Recreates herself in blood, and lies Now she cries Alone, misunderstood All she learns Is how to give into the fall And now Her hate of herself It grows But still She never had the strength To right all of her wrongs It’s what she chose Now she cries Alone, misunderstood All she learns Is how to give into this fall Now she cries Alone, misunderstood All she learns Is how to give into the fall The first time, it reached beyond the flesh This, last time, for her there’s nothing left Please hold on, her angels cry to her Can’t hang on, there’s nothing left for her Now I burn in separation -- lost all hope Now I burn in separation -- lost all hope And now Her hate of herself It grows Still She never had the strength To right all of her wrongs It’s what she chose And all the tears That are cried alone mean nothing And now, she’s breaking And all the tears That are cried alone mean nothing And now, she’s breaking The first time, it reached beyond the flesh This, last time, for her there’s nothing left Please hold on, her angels cry to her Can’t hang on, there’s nothing left for her Too many words, said to me Running out of breath Too many words, said to me Running out of breath Too many words, said to me, to me Running out of breath Too many words, said to me, to me Running out of breath
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Black Wings 04:58
Spreading armies Of a soulless, passive mind We march, steady As battle claims its pay in lives Hope in my left hand And death wielded in my right Typical outcome: Dark has fallen to the light Now I stand Back against the wall and Faced by my Own hell This demon Fakes his death and slowly Comes awake With chaos I run away From faceless fate And still these words They hold me humbled With defeaning cries It breaks us down And steals our dreams With incantations Eyes afire This flame becomes everything In this guise, the demon ascends his throne Eyes afire This flame becomes everything In this guise, the demon ascends his throne I shall not give All these words Unto you I will not give All these words Unto you Now I stand Back against the wall and Faced by my Own hell This demon Fakes his death Eyes afire This flame becomes everything In this guise, the demon ascends his throne Eyes afire This flame becomes everything In this guise, the demon ascends his throne I shall not give All these words Unto you I will not give All these words Unto you, you You Who is armed by God And now, without fear Him who invoketh thee And calleth thee forth unto appearance Even him, thy master Wherefore make rational answer unto my demands And prepare to be obedient Spreading armies Of a soulless, passive mind We march, steady As battle claims its pay in lives Hope in my left hand And death wielded in my right I run away From faceless fate And still these words They hold me humbled With defeaning cries It breaks us down And steals our dreams With incantations Eyes afire This flame becomes everything In this guise, the demon ascends his throne Eyes afire This flame becomes everything I shall not give All these words Unto you
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This moment embraces All things left unsaid With purpose push forward Open heart, claim your dead See the sun set Beyond horizons burned black We stand, strength in Our hands winds at our back I claim this day In the name On the life of my child By consequence, blood on my hands Shows but the promise of hate This we reflect Force-fed this disease How much can I bleed For all that you need How much can I? All the passions That I’ve cut down in stride Fall away, trails of red For the purpose of pride I claim this day In the name On the life of my child By consequence, blood on my hands Shows but the promise of hate Still I fight Still I fight Until the sun rises tomorrow In all of this the suffering is blind In all of this the suffering is blind All the suffering This we reflect Force-fed this disease How much can I bleed For all that you need How much can I? How much can I? How much can I? All the things left to me All the things left to me All the things left to me All the things left to me All the things left to me All the things left to me All the things left to me All the things left to me All the things left to me Have become my burden All the things left to me Have become
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distilled. 06:15
You left, poisoned It’s un-denied Faith you got, hand in hand Pushed back and tried Dreams that barely drifted From heart to stone Now they’re dead forever It left us all Purpose filled with passion I will not fall apart I watched you crumble into pieces We’ve broken this heart to heart My resolve increases It’s un-denied Faith you got, hand in hand Pushed back and tried Dreams that barely drifted From heart to stone Now they’re dead forever It left us all Purpose filled with passion I will not fall apart I watched you crumble into pieces We’ve broken this heart to heart My resolve increases This replaces doubt This replaces doubt This replaces doubt in me This replaces doubt in me We all breathe slowly Inhaling poison We all breathe slowly For this is my last breath We all breathe slowly Inhaling poison We all breathe slowly For this is my last breath I'll watch you rise I will not fall apart I watched you crumble into pieces We’ve broken this heart to heart My resolve increases I'll watch you rise I'll watch you.....rise He's mad that trusts In the tameness of a wolf A horse's health, A boy's love, Or a whore's oath I'll watch you rise I watched you crumble into pieces I'll watch you rise I watched you crumble into pieces
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released February 1, 2007

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Now-defunct, SoM was an upbeat, melodic death metal band in the northeastern US.

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