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lyrics
Prophet of Ivory
So, this corrupted owl, a watcher in the night,
Son of Anansi lurks in the corner of every longing heart.
As the prophet of ivory sleeps in his tired halls,
There you'l find revelations carved in gravestones.
This fraudulent cloth of dark feathers,
Feathers from lands where animals go to die.
It brought us no hope, nor fulflilling futue,
Now banished, in your ice-white temple you hide.
Altering false prophecies linger through ages like disease.
An omen called out from the astral heights when you lied,
On the day you uttered the first prayer of fraud,
Since then the locust dims the warmest of the seasons,
Words shout out in hunger through winter's eye.
Altering false prophecies inger through ages like disease.
So be cursed for being untrue all the time,
Darkening all dreams and light oath, trapped in abbys,
It dies, never came true so our children cry.
Meet your judgement,
Please our agony!
Spiral staircase into his ivory hideout,
Where secret delusion glows through all the darkest of nights,
The old man sits here, and he grows older but never wise,
As decay grows out from his creation of myth and lies.
Where are your promised lands and nourishing waters?
Where are your worships and your magical might?
All that we see are dismay and degradation,
Death in your every footstep as your legacy carries on.
Meet your judgement, now please our agony!
Oath rapped in abbys, never came true as our children cry.
He'll never wake up, his slumber keeps our misery alive.
So be cursed for being untrue all the time,
Darkening all dreams and light oath, trapped in abbys,
It dies, never came true so our children cry.
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An eclectic but incredibly well-integrated blend of traditional death metal, melodeath, black metal, progressive, and even a bit of folk (with the added bonus of audible and tasty bass guitar). The album has a consistent, pulverizing momentum punctuated by the rare acoustic passage or catchy chorus/refrain. Overall an unbelievably mature first offering from an up-and-coming band to watch. Facepalming Panda