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True (2013)

End of Trust

Defy flames of the watchmen
Blazing and breeding the sparks
Under the brightest of moons
Taken away by the dark
Cold resurrections
Now taking their form
Tombs of the temple
The keepers of dust

The end of trust
Four five one, the number to burn
Who do you trust
Independence must be learned

False need of abundance
Poverty-stricken we fail
Languished victims they are
Lack of refuge it entails
Another repitition
The dead ones are born
Womb of the temple
The keepers of dust

The end of trust
Four five one, this paper we burn
Do what you must
Independence will be learned
The end of trust

Solo

The end of trust
Four five one, the number that kills
Do what you must
Independence, an act of will

The thoughts we see, words we guess
The end of our trust

END OF TRUST

Empire

Cold are the watcher's eyes
Blank without compassion
Severe is the storm that's sown
Sweeping away what's weak

Black lights flicker in the dark
We are the ones forsaken
The impact of the brutal assault
Resonates throughout all our lands

Man-made things with no shape nor shadow
Assail their own womb to annihilate
Let us mourn for never morrow
should dawn upon us

Bless us for the one has come
Pride and act of creation
To undo the impure
Perfect the tainted's doom

Man-made things with no shape nor shadow
Assail their own womb to annihilate
Let us mourn for never morrow
should dawn upon us

We sacrifice freedom for no reason
Foretell our ruin and fade in lies
We are not prepared for the final season
Behold the blackness when all that's living dies

Burn the weak biomass 
Turn the whole world into stone
Make it ours a barren waste
An empire without a throne
Empire

You stare into the abyss of death
The New Empire

Man-made things with no shape nor shadow
Assail their own womb to annihilate
Let us mourn for never morrow
should dawn upon us 
a desolate fate

We sacrifice freedom for no reason
Foretell our ruin and fade in lies
We are not prepared for the final season
Behold the blackness when all that's living dies


Empire

Dawn of the Deaf

Blunt fabrication, the senses gone
The smart stupidity of squealing rats
To fit constraining frames 
An endless game is on 

Wait and watch
Look and learn
Rise and turn
All the creeps will cry 
But their laws we burn

What, don't you hear
The Dawn of the Deaf 
Triumvirate of fear
Dawn of the Deaf

We breed, all is taken 
Falter, reveal the dead
Stains of the compliant ones
We cut loose and spill thick deep red

Prone to prove
The liar's whore
We greed for more
Smash the screens and feeds
All their gears of war

What, don't you hear
The Dawn of the Deaf 
Triumvirate of fear
Dawn of the Deaf

Yes, you should fear
The Dawn of the Deaf
Nothing we can hear
Dawn of the Deaf

DAWN OF THE DEAF

Majowe Lenistwo

recorded, mixed & mastered entirely at ROB-sonic

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Majowe Lenistwo

Jakub Matusiak

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