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Babel's Fall

from Heresy by Needless

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Babel’s fall

The Stench of chaos!
Unfloding curse rules,
Shatters through the land of Shinar.
Dystopia!
Crumbling walls shake,
Serpents bite the titanic tower.

A monument, paradox, stands alone in time,
Destined to reach a vile god.
Alla Xul roars.

A Language from Eden, bears the truth of one,
Slowly fades as humans face creator.
They’re eternally confused, and will never learn.
In pure frailty hides our sorrow.

It's destined to reach a vile god, - Lost once and for all.
And his grand damnation, - Alla Xul roars.

At the borders of shouting storms.
The old snake kills in our hollow and fading thoughts,
A belief of cold and abstract form.
With the language of madness and thorn,
It chains us together, divides us all.

Make your wish, before the ever-changing symbol!
Witness this crumbling citadel,
Witness Babel’s fall!

We are left behind in endless liberty, and dream about perfect greatness,Wretched builders, we are still in dust and ash, we crawl,
We are mocked in blood, mocked in our false and dying nature.
As above, so below, we destroy in Babel's shadow forever.

Alla Xul! Come down here!

Fragments of words lead lawless ones,
The blind remains at this grand design of bane.
Edin Na Zu! Pilgrims of deserts!
We are exiled with the burden of turmoil.

A monument, paradox, stands alone in time.
Destined to reach a vile god, and damnation.

At the borders of shouting storms.
The old snake kills in our hollow and fading thoughts,
A belief of a cold, and abstract form.
With the language of madness and thorn,
It chains us together, divides us all.

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from Heresy, released June 23, 2019

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Manifesting forbidden worlds with metal music since 2004.

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