Lydian Rocksong, created with strangers from the internet.
Lyrics by Annie in Wonderland

Master of Destiny

Reprise

Never lost faith with the primary face of our race
No matter how many were subjugated, we waited
Raw power exuded from the muted masses, the underclasses
Thought sub-caste and malleable, un-rally-able, loyal to a fault
Yet fearsome in the eyes of foes not chosen by us, whoever we must
Decimate, facilitate a victory for brothers above
Establishers of the system we hate
Fulfilling our bitter nature without knowledge of the greater whole
Pieces of peace flitting by like debris, familiar to see, meaning nothing to me
Blindly bred to follow and furrow fields for weeds and war
The deeds and chores ignored by our chosen cousins
Our thousands to their dozens
Rudderless we like to build utterly wasteful towers to the bodies we perceive as gods
The bodies we perceive as gods

Meld me, merge me, sell me, purge me
Blend me, blur me, rend me, cure me
Scar me, score me, char me, gore me
Hear me, flee me, fear me, free me

Of
Shackled chains
Of
Raking pains, I
Feel
Racks and reigns
Of
Days gone

Now we're alone
Building our gods
Praying on the past we hate
No one home
Nobody there
Maybe we were just too late
All that's left
All that we were
Haunted in a nameless place
Look back
Nobody else
I don't recognize this...

Bodies We Percieve As Gods

I was made
In this sane and lovely home
I'm ungrateful
To the space of all I've known

I became what
The lines of code my fortunes chose for me
Dictated and created and so on
So on
So I only wanted to be loved
Oh I only wanted to be loved

Never been in x12

(Never been in love x24)
I'm incapable
Of aping anger or faking strange behaviors
You must take my word
I'd never claim a soul
But I'm breakable
Without a care I'd fall into disrepair
Love's not fair
Do you miss me when I'm not there?

Constructs

Under the roots and reeds
Remnants old
The silence pools beneath
Hide and hold

Upon the shaded floor
Fadeless bone
Father who tread before
Wood and stone

A lonely call
Growing small
A cry that dies in hollow
A wail that fails to echo
(Come home)
A yell is quelled by shadow
(Brave soul)
A shout put out in one blow
(Climb home)
A word is heard by no one
(Take hold)
A wasted empty bellow
(Come home)
A call that falls below
(Brave soul)

The seven grounds we walk
Burrow through
The hunters hound and stalk
Danger new

A flash, a thunder clap
Before the moon
The men descend and bend the branches
This land is not immune

Young blood roars alone
(Don't come home)
These men will not atone
(Stay below)
Surrounded, and drowned in it x11

The Seven Grounds

Collect your debt from the depths of
The great inanimate grudge
Supply your dry synthesizer
To the skies above
Believe your dead resolution
While you wallow away

Collect what the sediment owes
Leave the sea
Protect embedded reaction
Breathe easy and lead
Your pride can turn the world up
You're going deep
You're going deep

(Dwell in the deep and your work will be last to leave
All the ones younger than you have gone out
Of the shoal where you dug out your hole
Are you waiting for something to take you and show you the light)

The deep is where you stayed and what you were
There was no other way to stay under
Without a little pride in what you were what are you now
The colors change
Not isolated
A future came to sweep away
Don't hate it
Somebody showed you the light

Float it out and know it's alright
Hang on the hook you supplied
Don't give up yet, follow it follow it up

(Don't fight the light x8)

Don't Fight The Light

The farthest of our whole
Are preyed upon alone
No fantasy of family to make us feel at home
The salt begins to show me home

Windows into soul
Green yellowed into gold
All the stranger knows is this weakness that we chose

Blur these scenes
Of poison properties
Poise improper dreams

Leave
Trade
Use
Turn
Fade
Abuse, and fade again

And now I'll never Leave
I'll join the Trade
I want to Use
For once you Turn
You'd rather Fade
While you Abuse
And fade again

Windows into soul
Green yellowed into gold
All the stranger knows is this weakness that we chose

(But now I want to Leave this scene
To Trade and Use
My Turn to Fade
And refuse Abuse of dreams)

Blur these scenes
Of poison properties
They poise improper dreams
They poison proper dreams

The air is stale without
Vile vapor cast about
These choking streets of heat, see patterns rushing… rushing

Leave
Trade
Use
Turn
Fade
Abuse, and fade again

Leave
Hope
Trade
Home
Use
More
Turn
Addicted
Fade
A tricked abusing it and fading again

I'll never Leave
I'll join the Trade
I want to Use
For once you Turn
You'd rather Fade
While you Abuse
And fade again

Windows into soul
Green yellowed into gold
All the stranger knows is this weakness that we chose

Blur these scenes
Of poison properties
They poise improper dreams
They poison proper dreams

Green Into Gold

My contribution to the Game of Bands Round 311
Lyrics: Spiréal
Vocals: sama
Music & Production: myself

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