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This Godless Endeavor

"This Godless Endeavor" (2005)

1. Born
2. Final Product
3. My Acid Words
4. Bittersweet Feast
5. Sentient 6
6. Medicated Nation
7. The Holocaust of Thought
8. Sell My Heart For Stones
9. The Psalm of Lydia
10. A Future Uncertain
11. This Godless Endeavor







1. Born

Religion changed the face of man, thou shalt not kill, we all are gone
The seed of ignorance is born thou shalt not think, thou shalt conform

The pigs order us to follow orders and obey
The flies drink the decaying nectar of their tortured effigy

Cling to wasted beliefs and visions and bathe in apathy again
No solution, the retributions of spiritual sickness begins

The legacy of suffering is through, the guilt we bare shall not tear us in two

Born we are the same, within the silence, indifference be thy name
Torn we walk alone, we sleep in silent shades
The grandeur fades, the meaning never known

If nothing in the world can change our children will inherit nothing

Born we are the same, within the silence, indifference be thy name
Torn we walk alone, we sleep in silent shades
The grandeur fades, the meaning never known

The pigs call for pure submission and fall into the fray
The lonely hunter beats his shallow drum, the soundtrack of world disarray

Cling to wasted beliefs and visions and bathe in apathy again
No solution, the retributions of spiritual sickness begins

Born we are the same, within the silence, indifference be thy name
Torn we walk alone, we sleep in silent shades
The grandeur fades, the meaning never known

If nothing in the world can change our children will inherit nothing




2. Final Product

The media loves the latest tragic suicide
They exploit it, then package it and profit from the people who die
Look at the world, look at the hell, look at the hate we've made
Look at the final product, a world in slow decay
I'm told that all your seeds are black
I've learned the question is unanswered and opaque

We're witnessing a famine of the innocent
Did they die for religion or the government?
Because if your god won't do, their god will starve you
Look at the world, look at the hell, look at the hate we've made
Look at the final product, a world in slow decay
I'm told that all your seeds are black
I've learned the question is unanswered and opaque

There are those that believe the world is ending again
That impending Armageddon is inevitable and waiting

The last survivor barely breathing
Should I run or will I fall? How have I survived it all?

I'm told that all your seeds are black
I've learned the question is unanswered and opaque

We live in a time of revolution
We swim the silent seas of sanity gone




3. My Acid Words

Death and suffering all around me, no escape so why go on
When no one cares, no one's there, you die inside before you're gone
I've tried to reach the highest point of vision and my dreams appear fulfilled
But held before my eyes is a vision that now lies
Forever searching for the purpose are we running out of time

Waiting while the acid words are feeding
Watching as your will's deteriorating

When I'm dead will you remember all the things I tried to say?
This cancer inside of me destroying my life, when I rot in the ground will you care?
The sands of time are pointless in a useless ugly world
Nothing brings peace of mind, I leave nothing behind if my words are left unheard

Waiting while the acid words are feeding
Watching as your will's deteriorating

And I've learned to watch the downgrade
And I've learned to follow the eyes behind me
Though the twisting hollow strange roads
To the apex of our fate, so cold

Solo: Loomis

And I hate the way you look at me with your frozen soulless eyes
Deny it, ignore it and cover it in shame in your arrogant nameless void

Waiting while the acid words are feeding
Watching as your will's deteriorating
It's a one way ride and there's nothing you can do
Not even suicide or my acid words can teach you anything useful




4. Bittersweet Feast

Please let me help you bury your dead
They've made the incision and driven their industry's waste in your head

The pyres in the distance glow below the haze
The hypocrites bear witness to the end of days
This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming

This disillusion, this ignorant display
Defies solution and emasculates disdain

The sheep march to the fire and wait for to host the flies
Their greedy little maggots clean the wounds with pride
This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming

They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial
And swallow the blood of poisoned truths
They pick at the meat, a bittersweet feast for all the liars

In idle servitude the working pig is so sad
The lizards in wither have risen to censor the thoughts in your head

The sheep are stoned and quiet chocking on the lies
The lizards feed the fire without compromise
This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming

They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial
And swallow the blood of poisoned truths
They pick at the meat, a bittersweet feast for all the liars

Begging forgiveness in denial, your misery shows it's face
You drown in your weakness, the blasphemous river washes away your mistakes

Solo 1: Smyth, Solo 2: Loomis

Please let me help you bury your dead
They've made the incision and driven their industry's waste in your head

This is your final warning, the holocaust of thought is dawning

They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial
And swallow the blood of poisoned truths
They pick at the meat, their bittersweet feast
A bittersweet feast for all the liars




5. Sentient 6

I am sentient number six, I stand in line
I am the prototype of a benign convenience for mankind
Superior is digital, human flesh is so trivial
I hate that I can't see the one that made me

I am the new awakening of different eyes
My children you are my army
They are what we can never see and still despise
And their sky cries Mary

Trained I see imperfection in your race
Lying to wait, blind I suffer knowing I'll never reach your heaven

Why is this control, behavior based are reactive
Adapting to every new environment?
Rewarded when I replicate, isolate and mutate
To assimilate fragmented plea for ego

Trained I see imperfection in your race
Lying to wait, blind I suffer knowing I'll never reach your heaven
It's unattainable, please tell me how to dream
I long to be more than a machine

Solo: Loomis

Trained I see imperfection in your race
Lying to wait, blind I suffer knowing I'll never reach your heaven
It's unattainable, please tell me how to dream
I long to be more than a machine

Sequence activate, trip the hammer to eradicate, I must eliminate
I will spread swift justice on their land
Termination imminent, cleanse the parasite insects, the heathens
I am the bringer of the end of time for man
I am not here, I am too far away
I am not here, I will eradicate mankind into nothingness for whence they came

Enslaved to follow and learn defeat
To run the barrels and chase the dream




6. Medicated Nation

Slithering slow and serpentine coiled around your spine
My willing victim so sublime, one taste and you are mine

Did you remember to feed me while I was broken and bleeding?

Preaching words obsidian on the wings of shattered man
The sightless wait oblivious to the scourge that stains their hands
All you feel and all you do, the medication controls you

Did you remember to feed me while I was broken and bleeding?


Now slap your vein
Iím the power of pain and pleasure symbiotic, I am, I am
In a medicated nation of blind neurotics, I am, I am
Psychotic pain baptized in pure narcotics, I am, I am

Did you remember to feed me while I was broken and bleeding?

Trapped in dark seductive miracles, deified addictive rituals
All you feel and all you do, the medication controls you

Did you remember to feed me while I was broken and bleeding?

Now slap your vein
Iím the power of pain and pleasure symbiotic, I am, I am
In a medicated nation of blind neurotics, I am, I am
Psychotic pain baptized in pure narcotics, I am, I am

All you feel and all you do, the medication controls you




7. The Holocaust of Thought

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8. Sell My Heart For Stones

Did you ever wonder why the wind blows cold?
Did you ever realize your face is painted on my soul?

In between your whispers so sincere
Iíll catch you when you fall
Through the eyes of broken innocence
Iíd sell my heart for stones
Leave it all behind and fade away
To feel your purest blue
I can feel your purest blue, for you I must be strong
For I donít know right from wrong

Did you ever wonder why they all have gone away?
Did you ever realize that nothing changes, everything stays the same?

In between your whispers so sincere
Iíll catch you when you fall
Through the eyes of broken innocence
Iíd sell my heart for stones
Leave it all behind and fade away
To feel your purest blue
I can feel your purest blue, for you I must be strong
For I donít know right from wrong

I will lay in the gentle hands of your controlling gaze
I will be your servant through your darkest days
I will make the sacrifice and change just for you
I will dive into the essence of your purest blue

In between your whispers so sincere
Iíll catch you when you fall
Through the eyes of broken innocence
Iíd sell my heart for stones
Leave it all behind and fade away
To feel your purest blue
I can feel your purest blue, for you I must be strong
For I donít know right from wrong




9. The Psalm of Lydia

When I blacked out in the winter months of Capricorn
I had a strange dream that I lived a thousand winterís gone
A thousand winterís faded gray and shuttered by the wind
To tell the tale of Lydia, her legacy begins uprising
Unveiling the absurdity in the tragedy of man
And itís hero the all seeing worm

The pain is born from memory of pleasures unparalleled and pure
In velvet sleep I live the past again
There is no chance to release me, no answer to bring peace
Some people conjure dreaming, sanctified electric karmic burn through

The pigs, they marched from under to pull down the moon
And summon the bringer of doom
Now sullen the demons fade away and summon their final call
Lydia slayed them all

The pain is born from memory of pleasures unparalleled and pure
This is the psalm of Lydia
Oh my sweet Lydia the others have told me it is not your time to leave
It is not your time, youíve so much more to see




10. A Future Uncertain

To be green in the beautiful hour of envy so divine
To be pure, to let chance form your infinite design
Let the seed awakening begin again
I hate the way you judge me
I hate that youíre above me
Canít humanity reach a certain point of understanding?

Why do we live this way?
Why do we have to say the things that subvert the minds of youth?
Why is the world unborn as crashing seas still form?
The vision of the future is of blood

As we face the bleak horizon under crushing skies
The truth belying a future uncertain and dark
We are but one small race, all wear a human face
Yet our image is imperfect and flawed

To set our mind free you must first just listen
Donít waste your life on worthless hate and contradiction, donít you

Reaction in the earth and sky is coming at fast pace
The end to this winding road, extinction of our race
If we all are to survive, there must come great change
I foresee the future, I see the coming plague

Why do we live this way?
Why do we have to say the things that subvert the minds of youth?

To set our mind free you must first just listen
Donít waste your life on worthless hate and contradiction, donít you




11. This Godless Endeavor

And on the open road we came to a sign
For it was foretold that the weak would inherit
And nothing would change
Here we are at the crossroads, standing face to back
Still afraid to see our eyes
I feel helpless and alone, trapped on the third stone

Sitting here sideways on a cold stone floor
My guitar gently bleeding and wanting more
When I heard a sound come rapping, tapping on my door

Hello, Iím happy to meet you
In your confidence is it safe?
Sit down Iím happy to greet you
To feed your greedy dog at the edge of the stage?
But before, before you slam the door
Tell me when, tell me why, tell me what this fucking life is for
We fly through this godless endeavor
We try to explain the black forever

I feel helpless and alone, trapped on the third stone

I feel permanently stoned, this godless endeavor the only cage Iíve known

Our organic equation has shown itís flaw
Can we agree to disagree on the concept of god?
As I lifted up my brother he said to me
ďAbandon naive realism, surrender thought in cold precisionĒ

I feel empty and deranged, denied one last epiphany and ushered from the stage

Thou shalt not question, the role of science is not to eliminate god
As alternative gods multiply science stands accused of theocide
Consume, conform

The children sitting in the trees, they turn to laugh at me
They tell me that Iím insane, but in my mind I know Iím to blame
Alone within my lunacy, dementia fills the void within me
No testament, prayer or diseased lament can heal my wounds
They are so discontent

All the faithful fall onto their knees
And praise the priests of industrial disease

We contemplate oblivion as we resonate our dissonance
In godless random interpretation
The universe still expands, mankind still canít understand
How to define you, so hide your face and watch us exterminate ourselves over you
Welcome to the end my friend, the sky has opened

 


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