Ebb and flow is all we know
Until we're swept by undertow
A rip, a tear
So loosely tied
A storm of fear inside my mind

All swept up 
Swept away
From the shore
Cast away

Adrift, ablaze, routine sedate
Adrift, ablaze, reroute, too late

As we rage against our twilight
Fading breath as death is in sight...
Now
And always ways

Twisting thoughts that warp my insight
Fleeting hopes against the dark night...
Hope
Always fades

Fears and doubts
Hopes and pleas
The fog, the mist
Uncertain seas

Adrift, ablaze, routine sedate
Adrift, ablaze, reroute, too late

Recorded and produced by Mammon's Throne

Race Against the Incoming Tide (Demo)

As before...
I cannot seem to control myself
Chasing the thoughts
That bring only misery
The closer I get
The further from man I am
Inside I seethe, unable to break the chains

No more
I cannot stand living in this hell
Tear down these walls
That hinder my destiny
The sooner I've left, behind the ghost of me
The sooner I'll get life as it's meant to be

Life as it's meant to be
I am my enemy

Faded before
Back again
Can't break this prison of thoughts, I dwell within

I am the ghost, that haunts itself
I am the master of my own hell

The Spectre That Lies Within (Demo)

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Mammon's Throne play crushing melodic Doom Metal.

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