The Shadows of My Dissent
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All of my twenty one grams guide these weary, blackened hands
And salvation's corpse these hands will exhume
Alas, homo sum
Unbound, of meaning absent
As mere son of Atlas 'midst endless galaxies
With chaos and fury sweetening the absinth
Of logos, baptized in seas of deceased deities
I laid to rest all facades
Sung a requiem for the gods
Cut adrift from old moorings
Crowning kinsmen over kings
Each stroke of this pen aspires
To cypher the fall of crumbling empires
Of credence and creeds as a mire
Of choirs of naΓ―ves hailing reason's pyre
Behold this testament
This contemptuous lament of moral attrition
The moment one screams to the deaf
Who, in fear of death
Devoted their lives to contradiction
All of my twenty one grams guide these weary, blackened hands
And salvation's corpse these hands will exhume
Alas, homo sum
Rise above the smoke and mirrors
Of nooses woven with feudalist strings
Only wisdom, benevolence and valor
Are worthy of worshipping
Rise above
Beyond the Sun
All of my twenty one grams, as Tantalus, ever damned
To wade in aphorisms
Or drown in nihilism
And salvation's corpse these hands will exhume
Alas, homo sum
Unbound, of meaning absent
As mere son of Atlas 'midst endless galaxies
With chaos and fury sweetening the absinth
Of logos, baptized in seas of deceased deities
I laid to rest all facades
Sung a requiem for the gods
Cut adrift from old moorings
Crowning kinsmen over kings
Each stroke of this pen aspires
To cypher the fall of crumbling empires
Of credence and creeds as a mire
Of choirs of naΓ―ves hailing reason's pyre
Behold this testament
This contemptuous lament of moral attrition
The moment one screams to the deaf
Who, in fear of death
Devoted their lives to contradiction
All of my twenty one grams guide these weary, blackened hands
And salvation's corpse these hands will exhume
Alas, homo sum
Rise above the smoke and mirrors
Of nooses woven with feudalist strings
Only wisdom, benevolence and valor
Are worthy of worshipping
Rise above
Beyond the Sun
All of my twenty one grams, as Tantalus, ever damned
To wade in aphorisms
Or drown in nihilism
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:27.80] All of my twenty one grams guide these weary, blackened hands
[00:34.56] And salvation's corpse these hands will exhume
[00:41.28] Alas, homo sum
[00:55.78] Unbound, of meaning absent
[00:58.12] As mere son of Atlas 'midst endless galaxies
[01:02.62] With chaos and fury sweetening the absinth
[01:05.98] Of logos, baptized in seas of deceased deities
[01:09.46] I laid to rest all facades
[01:11.85] Sung a requiem for the gods
[01:16.16] Cut adrift from old moorings
[01:19.22] Crowning kinsmen over kings
[01:26.86] Each stroke of this pen aspires
[01:33.69] To cypher the fall of crumbling empires
[01:41.76] Of credence and creeds as a mire
[01:48.15] Of choirs of naΓ―ves hailing reason's pyre
[02:04.53] Behold this testament
[02:10.15] This contemptuous lament of moral attrition
[02:12.50] The moment one screams to the deaf
[02:13.99] Who, in fear of death
[02:15.25] Devoted their lives to contradiction
[02:32.09] All of my twenty one grams guide these weary, blackened hands
[02:37.44] And salvation's corpse these hands will exhume
[02:42.19] Alas, homo sum
[03:12.11] Rise above the smoke and mirrors
[03:15.76] Of nooses woven with feudalist strings
[03:19.16] Only wisdom, benevolence and valor
[03:22.16] Are worthy of worshipping
[03:28.82] Rise above
[03:32.66] Beyond the Sun
[03:53.24] All of my twenty one grams, as Tantalus, ever damned
[04:00.23] To wade in aphorisms
[04:03.85] Or drown in nihilism
[04:12.20]
[00:34.56] And salvation's corpse these hands will exhume
[00:41.28] Alas, homo sum
[00:55.78] Unbound, of meaning absent
[00:58.12] As mere son of Atlas 'midst endless galaxies
[01:02.62] With chaos and fury sweetening the absinth
[01:05.98] Of logos, baptized in seas of deceased deities
[01:09.46] I laid to rest all facades
[01:11.85] Sung a requiem for the gods
[01:16.16] Cut adrift from old moorings
[01:19.22] Crowning kinsmen over kings
[01:26.86] Each stroke of this pen aspires
[01:33.69] To cypher the fall of crumbling empires
[01:41.76] Of credence and creeds as a mire
[01:48.15] Of choirs of naΓ―ves hailing reason's pyre
[02:04.53] Behold this testament
[02:10.15] This contemptuous lament of moral attrition
[02:12.50] The moment one screams to the deaf
[02:13.99] Who, in fear of death
[02:15.25] Devoted their lives to contradiction
[02:32.09] All of my twenty one grams guide these weary, blackened hands
[02:37.44] And salvation's corpse these hands will exhume
[02:42.19] Alas, homo sum
[03:12.11] Rise above the smoke and mirrors
[03:15.76] Of nooses woven with feudalist strings
[03:19.16] Only wisdom, benevolence and valor
[03:22.16] Are worthy of worshipping
[03:28.82] Rise above
[03:32.66] Beyond the Sun
[03:53.24] All of my twenty one grams, as Tantalus, ever damned
[04:00.23] To wade in aphorisms
[04:03.85] Or drown in nihilism
[04:12.20]