Inter Arma
Album • 2024
Damn those gaunt wolves who haunt The sunless corners of your disposition Damn their gossiping howls And damn their penniless critiques Damn that pack of carping predators Damn those haggard cheats With cunning ease they sunk their fangs into you Embedding in your being false tales of shared affinities With fervor they gnawed and they tore And they gorged themselves on your fragile diffidence They leered as you shed the artless skin of a past life And they grinned, oh did they grin... a toothy predator's sneer Damn those gaunt wolves who envenomed The halcyon well from which you drank Damn those spiritless fools and their devotion to cures To soothe the trials and tribulations of everyday life With fervor they gnawed and they tore And they bore their way through your fragile diffidence They leered as an unsound isolation tool control of your life And they left you, oh did they leave you seizing alone in those violet chambers You're all alone, exiled to those violet chambers You're all alone, dissolving in a violet seizure Violet seizures Violet seizures
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Alone at the light's end In a marbled dusk embrace You motion me forward Twilight threads your face There's a code of silence Until the dark takes shape In this garden where Fallen stars do not age Your breath was lost in our youth But still you've known all my fates A devoted beholder kept Behind your Eden's gate And dare I ask why you're gone You'll simply turn and dissolve Into the garden where Your enigma remains unsolved Were you attempting to calm A storm that wouldn't subside? God damn that suicide And your garden in the dark
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025
Stare into the brutish jaws Of strife's heartless device And turn your back to hell Resolute in a profound defiance No snake coiled your untempered spine Stoic-eyed and sage far beyond your years Stoic-eyed as youth's zeal was forcibly cleaved from your being Stoic-eyed as your homeland bore every strike of lightning From those thousand scalding storms Stoic-eyed as the painted fields of your youth devolved Into ragged horizons of lush minefields Stoic-eyed against the panorama of churning, wanton death Resolute in a profound defiance You stared into the brutish jaws Of strife's heartless device And you turned your back to hell Alone, you forgot your innermost tribulations Into an unheralded saga of deep bearing Ever defiant like a glimmer of quartz in an iron mine You child the bombs overlooked
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
There's no trespassing sign On that old cabin's door There's a man who dwells there Who don't like to speak anymore It gets colder quicker now Up on that old mountain's brow The sun don't shine like it used to But it always comes down They say they've tried to coax him down A hundred times or more But he just points to the shovel Layin' next to the door They say sometimes you've just gotta let a man Dig his own grave It gets colder quicker now Up on that old mountain's brow The sun don't shine like it used to But it always comes down
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
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