Feel This

Holy Ghost

The Singularity (Phase II - Xenotaph)

Chrononautilus

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FUTURE PALACE - Heads Up

Kneel before those shadows
Of apocalyptic grand illusions
Plague Smith on his final journey

Now, universe, succumb, 
fuel my yearnings
Your toxic nectar 
will nurture my demise
I kneel before those shadows
Heretics preaching a cosmic deity
Tatters and debris of what once was celestial

Every verse screams of defeat
Whether they strike us today or on the morrow
We all carry that wretched grief

It's me, Plague Smith, utterly forsaken
It's the murkiest of our clandestine tales
I sacrifice my essence just to guard it
It's me, Plague Smith, utterly forsaken
Either numbed or disgraced
And the cosmos will not be accused

I won't squander a moment wishing
While terror and ailment exceed all bearing
I'd rather kneel before those shadows
While the odor of the wounded and forlorn
Leaves that acrid stain of misanthropy

Kneel down
Kneel down
Kneel down
Kneel down

It's me, Plague Smith, utterly forsaken
It's the murkiest of our clandestine tales
I sacrifice my essence just to guard it
It's me, Plague Smith, utterly forsaken

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