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Life is a climb through struggle and success
Keep your head up
Set on your dreams
You will be told over and over
Just let them go
Let your dreams go
We are told
Trust in fate (close our eyes)
Find our way (in the dark)
In this life (we are lost)
You must choose the life you want
Have no fear
Dreams won’t die here
They will try to wear you down
Let them try
Your dreams won’t die
I say fuck fate, for you and I
I say fuck fate, for all of us
I say fuck fate, we will succeed
I say fuck fate, we cannot wait
Don’t let your dreams die
Don’t let your dreams die
Don’t let your dreams die
I say fuck fate
Don’t let your dreams die
Rise above what you’re taught, don’t let your dreams die
Rise above what you’re told, don’t let your dreams die
Rise above what you think, don’t let your dreams die
We are told
Trust in fate (close our eyes)
Find our way (in the dark)
In this life (we are lost)
You must choose the life you want
Have no fear
Dreams won’t die here
They will try to wear you down
Let them try
Your dreams won’t die
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Machination
05:02
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We were born to be children of fear
Hiding in our homes just safe from its leer
It stole the hope right out of our lives
The worlds not fair and none of us care
A man-made machine with its very own mind
It came to exist just how we designed
We thought we could play the hand of god
It took our chains and set itself free
It is here to reign, we are pawns of its game
It is here to reign
We are pawns of its game
It is here to reign
We are pawns of its game
Our creation, machination
Our damnation, machination
Our creation, machination
Our damnation, machination
It is here to reign, we are pawns of its game
Today we live in its cages of fear
Hopeless we wait until the day we die
This now is how we are destined to be
Haunted for the years of misery
The world we knew found a balance of life
Because of us it came with bloodied knife
To the end of days it shall remain
Here with us, we chose it to reign
We chose it to reign
We chose it to reign
We chose it to reign
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Vessel of Vices
03:53
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It seemed like only yesterday everything was clear
But now I’m left with nothing but uncertainty and fear
What have I become?
For so long it was easy to see
A future where I wanted to be
Left alone to my own devices
I became the vessel of vices
Caught in the chaos of my new life
I became a shell and a shadow
Of the man I was destined to be
The man I was destined to be
Left alone to my own devices
I became the vessel of vices
Not the man I was destined to be
The man I was destined to be
It seemed like only yesterday everything was clear
But now I’m left with nothing but uncertainty and fear
What have I become?
For so long it was easy to see
A future where I wanted to be
Left alone to my own devices
I became the vessel of vices
I lost myself for far too long
I must wake up before I’m gone
Back to the time before I was blind
The devil inside will be denied
Back to the time before I was blind
The devil inside will be denied
I lost myself for far too long
I must wake up before I’m gone
Back to the time before I was blind
The devil inside will be denied
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There are days I think I don’t know myself anymore
Moments when I stop and I just can’t remember
I have lost my sight of present
While searching for my future
I stare at myself just to see a smudged reflection
Unfamiliar eyes staring back at me
I have lost my sight of present
While searching for my future
I struggle to care at all
In a world that cares nothing about me
But I must pretend
Just like everyone else
That’s the way it is
A collective conscience
Built upon apathy
When I was young it was so easy for me to have the best intentions
I drew a picture in my mind
The world would be mine
On the path away from all I knew
Towards some promised land
Then came the day that I saw it all fade
The day comfort betrayed
I have lost my sight of present
While searching for my future
I have lost my sight of present
While searching for my future
Apathy
Built upon
Apathy
Built upon
Apathy
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Revelation
04:29
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I am a man and nothing more
I have not the wings of an angel
Nor the mind of a prophet
Not even the heart of a saint
But I am my own God
I have spent my entire life looking for the truth
Seeking out revelations that do not exist
The script you read is nothing more than fiction
The kingdom you seek is just a long gone fable
The faith you hold is only an aged belief
The god you love is a lie
It is all a lie
It is all a lie
It is all a lie
It is all a lie
Faith is gone, lost in time
Lost in our hearts, in all our hearts
God is gone, see the truth
He was never here, he was never really here
I have not the wings of an angel, but I am my own god
I have not the mind of a prophet, but I am my own god
I have not the heart of a saint, but I am my own god
I am free to be my own man, and I am a man and nothing more
I shall not fear death, for I am just a man
I am a man and nothing more
I have not the wings of an angel
Nor the mind of a prophet
Not even the heart of saint
But I am my own god
When my final breath escapes me, I will die easy
Knowing in my heart that I truly believed in myself
I put my faith in something real and let it guide my way
I am just a man and I am my own god
I am just a man and I am my own god
Face it the god you love is a lie
A hope for more when a man dies
From weak willed minds of simpler times
No one died for all our crimes
Look around the world we live in
Show me where the signs begin
All I see is death and greed
Men who live and men who bleed
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The Wolf in Waiting
04:52
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Beware of the old man in black
He wanders these halls night and day
Everyone fears the wrath of this old man
He who preached upon the altar
And gained their trust like no other
Young wills bent by the fabled book
The truth of it all in buried nooks
A rosary grasp in frail hands
Sacrament lost by so many sins
The black book speaks of demons like these
Horrors heard from hell and below
A child’s shattered innocence
At the hand of the old man in black
Beware of the old man in black
Beware of the demon in black
On holy grounds the old man waits
For the young to come and serve
Fresh minds to force-feed lies
First taught silence ‘stead of cries
Recreants of broken faith robbing the weak blind
Wicked men are free to prey under the veil of christ
Long forgotten laws still govern modern day
Recreants of broken faith robbing the weak blind
Wicked men are free to prey under the veil of christ
Long forgotten laws still govern modern day
A life lent to God is where it began
The wolf in waiting amidst the flock of sheep
Holy man by right dark demon, inside
Decades of worship recompense for wretched deeds
Beware, beware
Beware of the old man in black
Beware of the demon in black
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Distraction
The days consist of story after story
Though truths in them are never really certain
Day after day we wonder what is real
Yet we sit and we stare as the world goes round
Tiny lights are set to blink recreating life
Our sense of real becomes whatever we are shown
Reinvented stories played out time and time again
Still we sit and we stare as the world goes round
This is the age of distraction
Consume for the sake of satisfaction
Merit grows with each and every transaction
Living life through the use of abstraction
Blind to the hidden exaction
An era of forced attraction
This is the age of distraction
This is the age of distraction
Blood red eyes stare at the lights
Every one of them is so damn bright
The apathy of man grows every single day
The apathy of man grows every single day
The apathy of man grows every single day
Consume for the sake of satisfaction
This is the age of distraction
Merit grows with each and every transaction
This is the age of distraction
Living life through the use of abstraction
This is the age of distraction
Distraction
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Legacy
04:36
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You find yourself consumed with every single folly
Thinking one mistake will lead you to your failure
You worry that it won’t work out exactly how you planned
The dreadful day when you look back on all you haven’t done
We cannot foresee what this life is going to be
But if fate is true, then there is nothing we can do
Life is more, more than your, legacy
Why can’t we live for the sake of living?
While instead we wait, hoping for a purpose
A purpose past our demise, a place for us to live in all the minds of mankind
Life is more, more than your, legacy
We can’t claim to know anything at all (anything at all), until we have truly lived
No matter what they say, life is more than your legacy
We can’t claim to know anything at all, until we have truly lived
You find yourself consumed with every single folly
Thinking one mistake will lead you to your failure
You worry that it won’t work out exactly how you planned
The dreadful day when you look back on all you haven’t done
So much time worried
Worried about our demise
We forget to spend
Spend our days alive
Held in the notion
The notion of a legacy
A life with purpose
Purpose past our demise
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Postmodern Man
03:44
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Oh how we consume
Everything that’s sold
To make ourselves feel
Feel like this is real
A culture run on deception
Most important is perception
Postmodern man
Cheat and lie your way to the top
Or else be dead like the rest
Postmodern man
The poor stay poor by serving the rich
The rich stay rich by serving the poor
Postmodern man
Postmodern man
We have lost all sense
Sense of compassion
Postmodern man
We are consumed with the numbers on our screens
Doing anything to see them grow
This society has become so conformed
Carbon copy lives bought off the shelf
Stacked on top and side by side
As far as the eye can see
Why can no one see past the money?
Pointless people
The future of man is a barren land
Pointless people
Postmodern man
Postmodern man
Postmodern man
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Tale of a Broken Man
04:05
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Inside the house, just off the road, there dwells a broken man
The broken man
The empty house
The broken man, the empty house
The empty house stands intact, still abandoned
Better to forget than to deal with the truth inside
Weathered down to the wood
Just off the road the house stood
Slowly it rot in plain sight
Thought to be empty inside
The broken man stands inside, man abandoned
His absent gaze tells of the truth inside
Lost in this place, past unknown
It would appear his fate sown
With nothing left but to abide
The man waits, broken inside
The broken man resides
Not in life or in death
Left alone to repent
Trapped inside, empty house
Broken man, empty house
Broken man, empty house
He can’t remember how he became the broken man
His past eludes his mind as if lost by choice
No recollection of meaning to his solitude
All that’s left is shattered glass and the stench of death
The weathered walls tell the tales of horror
If they could speak they just scream
Maybe he is here to guard against the evil
Or maybe he, himself is the evil
The broken man resides
Not in life or in death
Left alone to repent
Trapped inside, empty house
Broken man, empty house
Broken man, empty house
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Our Last Crusade Calgary, Alberta
8-string Metal from Calgary, Alberta, Canada.
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