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EVERLOST LYRICS
"Bitterness Of The Triumph" (2004)
1. Bitterness of the Triumph (Instrumental)
2. Humanity Wasted
3. Servant of Existence
4. The Paradox...
5. Behind the Reflection
6. Heritage of the Desolated (Instrumental)
7. Driven By the Phantom Pain
8. Thought Inquisition
1. Bitterness of the Triumph (Instrumental)
2. Humanity Wasted
Spawn of chaotic abyss
Breathing pain and sorrow
The miriads of faceless shadows
Praying for tomorrow
As soon as will be reached
The apogee of desolation
They'll be the first to start
Praying for salvation
Bitterness of the triupmh is tasted
Abandon all hope, there is no chance
For humanity wasted
The victory wasn't meant to be so frail
Abandon all hope, no one will prevail
But humanity wasted
Behold fulfilling prophecies
Blind leads the one who sees
The world begun without men
Will end because of them
Too late for sins to be confessed
Remorse won't fill the emptiness
Too late for dying screams of fear
For there's no one to hear
3. Servant of Existence
Condemned to live, bound to be for eternity
Before your very first breath was drawn
You had been possessed by the force unknown
But still you're trying
To make your way through the darkened mist
To see the light which does not exist
Servant of existence
So tempting to be trusted lies
Prevent you from hearing your own silent cries
Servant of existence
Your own silent cries
Denied by this colourless symmetry
Sometimes i feel pity for those of the ravaged
By agony within, they should envy the perished
Still you're trying
To make your way through the darkened mist
To see the light which does not exist
But still you're taking pleasure
In everlasting trance
Still you keep on feeding
On your own ignorance
4. The Paradox...
Those who kneel before the wooden idols of long ago
Will fail in adaptation
Someday the first born chaos will take its toll
On the oblivious nation
Now the animal inside is dead
It's time to bow your head
The face of the apocalypse is your own reflection
So take your part in the unnatural selection
Conquerers of life itself
Give up before the forces that they cannot comprehend
And there is no one to explain
The paradox of exceeding knowledge
The wooden idols of long ago
Someday the first born chaos will take its toll
On the oblivious nation
Slowly disappering the haze of aeons
Reveals the ornaments engraved
That praise the era of the technological dominion
Unleashed to be depraved
5. Behind the Reflection
The one with a thousand names unspoken
Is concealed behind your reflection
Who won't be overwhelmed
While confidence breeds self-deception
Though you can't see it does exist
This urge you can't resist
Obsession grows when indifference paves the way
Never mind choosing paths
To you they're all the same
They're all the same
Behind the reflection
Mirrored self-deception
Absorbing disillusions with everything you touch
Just carefull what you trust
Beware the unseen for it will consume you
To feed some morbid lust
You will forever be
The slave to this strange symbiosis
Of vital and the dead
Deprived of your own for the sake of force fed
6. Heritage of the Desolated (Instrumental)
7. Driven By the Phantom Pain
Exposing sources of absurdity
Among the refused foundations
Lies theory of anger
Which is the replacement for your reality
Driven by the phantom pain
Provided by the savage architect
Deprived of senses will find the panacea
So clearly visible yet so hard to detect
Driven by phantom pain
How can you live a life of hypocrite
When false constructions crumble
Join the circulation
To which you've become a witness
Empty shell
Craving for the void
Your will is now
Your sworn enemy
Your desires are caged in agony
Join the ceremony
Approach the altar of obedience
The more you suffer
The more you gain
Dogmatic contradiction
That made you fallen prey
To the phantom pain
8. Thought Inquisition
Who broke the silence of ages
With blasphemous voice of truth so called
Who turned those long forgotten pages
Revealing words never to be told
You've been processed by thought inquisition
How does it feel when memories die
Denial of sins is denial of life
Who dare to resist will be damned for all time
Who considered himself the chosen one to bring relief
To those who don't even need it
Who fell helpless victim to make-believe
Produced to be defeated
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