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FERAL HORDE LYRICS
"Progressive Downfall" (2003)
1. Intro
2. Progressive Downfall
3. Defrocked
4. Vagabond
5. Sanity's Mask
6. Dismal Skies
7. Tool of Damnation
8. Blessed In Sin
9. Outro
1. Intro
2. Progressive Downfall
Filled with hate and manic diversified personalities
You clutch to the strings of your morbid reality
From within I feel this pain in my heart
Slave of mind
Denial of self
This dwelling madnThe essence of progressive downfall lies within
ess succumbs itself
Striving to crawl out from that rock of misery
That which shades my true inner being
Self deception
Internal corruption
Onwards to the path of my self fucking destruction!
Procession of progressive downfall
3. Defrocked
4. Vagabond
Trapped in this anchor of flesh
Like a whirlwind of everlasting pain
Entangled in cobwebs of blind destiny
I'm restrained to this world like a puppet to it's strings
Questioning my sanity
Trying to grasp reality
My existance is non-essential
I've reached the bottom of the bottomless pit
Falling down to the depths of depravity
Inside this mortal coil
Lies within a living hell
Damned in the purest black
Draped in halls of sorrow
Fallen one, you've carved your own path
What has your faithful hope brought you?
Nothing
Uncertainty!
For years and years I lived a lie
Never questioned, or wondered why
This was happening to me
But then I learned
Enraptured in sombre depressive bliss
A black hollowed void envelopes my body
I am falling down to the depths of depravity
Forever
5. Sanity's Mask
Cripped in this delusional phase
I wither away in my solitary prison of pain
Staring through the cracks in the wall
Where did I go wrong?
My blessed wings have been clipped
Burden of guilt feeds my twisted ways
The ever growing darkness inside this corrupted state
Plunging to the depths of rigorous disgrace
Humiliated, piteous, I know I will descend
Neglecting the altar of truth
I hear the chants of damnation call
Nothing can save me now
Not even god
Frowning at the world!
6. Dismal Skies
7. Tool of Damnation
Devoted to a non-existant mythical being
Idolizing images crafted by mortal hands
Spewing artificial dogma from their mouth
A pestilent spreading disease... infectious!
Deriding all consecrated faith
Chosen deceiver of mankind
I piss on the meek and crush the disguised
Til fucking death!
Instrument in human form
Tool of damnation I have become
Injecting doctrine through centuries of time
Bending for insignificance
Wretched subordinate beings
Perish in the highest flame!
...damnation
Baptized at birth, it wasn't meant to be
I was put on earth to revel in blasphemy
With the seething fire that burns in these eyes
I am the fist in the face of their lies!
8. Blessed In Sin
9. Outro
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