Vermocracy
Of Failing and Fading

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• 1. Burned by Promethean Flames (05:11)
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  Without honoring the abyss / with a single glance,
  We set out to ascend / the highest of all thrones.
  Only obstinate defiance / served us as a crown,
  And nature / was to bow before us.
  Unworthy of this blazing spirit,
  Yet we crowned ourselves divine.
  The spark that lit our glory
  Now fuels the end of it all.
  Monuments of arrogance / rose far into the sky.
  We didn’t mind the darkened sun / as they burned with blinding light.
  We built temples to our pride / to surpass even Olympus itself.
  Our cities, raised on funeral pyres, / and we held torches in our hands.
  We yearned for it / we begged for it.
  We earned all / all that is coming.
  We warmed our souls / we warmed our homes.
  We burned it all down / burned by Promethean flames.
  The veil that once had hidden / the light from us,
  We tore it apart / unaware that we sealed our doom.
  Unworthy of this blazing spirit,
  Yet we crowned ourselves divine.
  The spark that lit our glory
  Now fuels the end of it all.
  We yearned for it / we begged for it.
  We earned all / all that is coming.
  We warmed our souls / we warmed our homes.
  We burned it all down / burned by Promethean flames.
  We yearned for it / we begged for it.
  We earned all / all that is coming.
  We warmed our souls / we warmed our homes.
  We burned it all down / burned by Promethean flames.
  And we, eternally dying, / chained to our future in ashes.
• 2. I Hate (03:53)
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  The sky / grows dark
  The sun / turns black
  A rushing sound / a trembling
  Nothing withstands / nothing endures.
  And a sudden storm / ignites the embers
  Of long-forgotten battles / everything ablaze.
  Above the ruins of myself / all memories in ashes.
  All my reticence / etched away.
  Through crimson eyes / I see the world in wrath.
  As I dance wildly to the tune / of my own fury.
  Before I perish / I will rip you apart.
  For there is nothing left / nothing but pure hate.
  The pain / grows fast.
  The rage / covers up my suffering.
  All that once was / lies far behind.
  All my dreams / I’ll wash away with blood.
  Above the ruins of myself / all memories in ashes.
  All my reticence / etched away.
  I HATE
  I HATE
  I HATE
  I HATE
  All words drowned out / by brutish roaring
  That tears all silence / from my mind.
  No peace is left / nothing to ease the weight.
  A madness / that I will never tame.
  The sky / grows dark.
  The sun / turns black.
• 3. A Sermon to the Sheep (05:01)
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  O world (O world) / you are a heap of ruins
  Yet we see nothing / blind and self-deceiving
  But it was us / who shattered you
  Believing it was for the best / though we knew better
  And we despise the knowledge / our stern companion
  As we worship the lie
  For anything is easier to bear
  Than our own conscience
  We stand beneath the pulpits / we kneel before the thrones
  We listen to the speeches of the brutes and turn them into law
  We lay responsibility / in the hands of the irresponsible
  The roars of ignorance / music to our ears
  The grunt of stupidity / is our order
  We raise the most unworthy / to overrated gods
  And follow them like sheep / into the fires they ignite
  We stand beneath the pulpits / we kneel before the thrones
  We listen to the speeches of the brutes and turn them into law
  We place our own survival / in the hands of the reckless
  And we despise the wisdom / our grave admonisher
  As we worship / the deceit
  For it is the easy path / that we all follow
  O world (O world) / what will be left of you?
  Hardly a triumph / shall be our legacy
  For foolishness / is our philosophy
  And our religion / greed
  We stand beneath the pulpits / we kneel before the thrones
  We listen to the speeches of the brutes and turn them into law
  We place our heritage / in the hands of the unrestrained
• 4. The Path (05:10)
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  A stretch / too long to comprehend
  A path / too stony to be trodden
  And yet, this is my way / the one that I must take
  For ages I have wandered / and ages lie before me
  Towards a summit / hidden from my sight
  The only thing I still can see:
  the path beneath my feet
  I’ve cast off my burdens / left the heavy rock behind
  Let it roll where it may / others shall care for it
  And yet, this is my way / the one that I must take
  For ages I have wandered / and ages lie before me
  Towards a summit / hidden from my sight
  The only thing that still remains:
  the path beneath my wounded feet
  I have shed my garment
  Nothing shall weigh me down
  On my journey toward the sun
  What care I for the chilling fog?
  Stone blades beneath my naked soles / cut deep into my flesh
  And dust and earth / cling heavy to my body
  Yet I break through every wall / I overcome each obstacle
  And all at once I see: / the path I’ve followed for so long
  leads ever downward
• 5. Force Fed Perception (04:20)
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  My eyes deceive me / all images intangible
  While I am washed away / by this sensory flood
  Cathedrals / of lies
  Forbidden structures / rising beyond reality
  Dancing patterns / moving shapes
  Forced to follow / their obscenity
  My memories / loathsome chimeras
  Mere ghostly shadows / that shy away from the truth
  All time is lost / past and future blur
  Within a world / that knows no boundaries anymore
  Galleries of deception
  Atrocious, yet impossible to resist
  In a wild, unbridled fury
  I swallow raw illusions
  A cascade of falsehood / a maelstrom of narratives
  Artificial truth / delusive intoxication
  Desire for paltriness
  Lust for triviality
  No place to cure my weariness
  No fulfilment – no destination
  All my senses caught / by a web of pure attraction
  My attention bound / by the siren’s song
  Speeding up / in the grip of imagination
  Ever faster / ever further
  Galleries of deception
  Atrocious, yet impossible to resist
  In a wild, unbridled fury
  I swallow raw illusions
• 6. Useful Moribund (04:43)
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  Wide-open eyes / stare at stone-cold walls
  Heavy breathing / hearts are pounding
  And yet, no sound / fear paralyzes
  Silent panic is the fence / that makes all struggle vain
  No sound from parched throats / no word, no cry
  Awaiting the next feeding
  Fed to survive / surviving for the higher cause
  And dying for the greater gain
  And so they do / as they are told
  A given path / into the pitiless machine
  And so they yield / to the fate imposed
  And misery / becomes their wage
  Still I stand
  Still I breathe
  And so they march / where they are told
  A final track / into the butcher’s halls
  And so they march / no hesitation
  With steadfast stride / into their slaughterer’s hands
  Still I bleed
  Still I die
  And we suffer / that we may serve
  And we perish / to feed the strong
  And though within us / wrath takes root
  And dreams and thoughts / that cry out loud
  Yet still we march / as we are told
  Yet still we bleed
  Yet still we die
  Still we die
• 7. About Ephemerality (04:22)
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  Nothing is ever still / the world knows no pause
  Reality is a flux
  A raging river / through the void of eternity
  You seek your hold in vain
  For time drives everything forward
  Relentlessly
  And there you crouch / desperate,
  Trying to halt the wheels
  To keep the fragments / from scattering
  But constancy is an illusion / born from the longing for a yesterday
  That never was
  And all the past is nothing / but projection
  Of your fears and wishes / cast from the Now
  And there you hide away / ridden by fears,
  Trying to stop the motion,
  To keep the fragments / from drifting away
  But you, trembling in your shelter,
  Will break from your cocoon
  And rise / unfold your wings like rays of sunlight
  In the blazing glow of an ever-burning world
  And merge / with the flames
  Of existence
  Would you carve yourself in stone? / Immortalize your being as art?
  You will not succeed
  For before your work is done / you are already gone
  Memories fade / drifting through the whirlpools of the years
  Clouds of smoke / in the winds of time
  Sparks flying through the night / and burning out
  Becoming embers / becoming ash
  A phoenix for a moment / and then forgotten
  Nothing remains / everything becomes
  Nothing remains / everything becomes
• 8. Shards of Abhorrence (06:51)
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  Reality – shattered / The self – broken apart
  A glance into the mirror / fractured
  Each shard a new story / each gaze – a new demon
  Thousand faces, thousand eyes / judged by a thousand observers
  I, in a thousand ways / blurred and distorted
  In light and in shadow / the phantoms appear and vanish again
  Misshapen figures / that cannot be me
  With a vacant stare
  I try to find my face among these formless spirits
  But to my horror / I recognize myself too often
  I, in a thousand ways / twisted and torn apart
  My innermost turned outward / yet the sight remains concealed
  Obscure illusions / in a faint light
  From different angles / and different distances
  From the left and from the right / gigantic and small
  Nothing is tangible / nothing explainable
  Nothing / is clear
  Nothing / can be defined
  Nothing / is what I am
  And yet / I am everything
  Crooked reflections / in a broken glass
  From so many different / perspectives
  Into uncountable / dimensions
  How can I recognize myself
  When every glance at me reveals a new being
  The one I was just yesterday already vanished in the shadow
  Of who will come tomorrow
  And even the memory of myself is nothing
  But a pale shimmer
  Each shard a new story / each gaze – a new demon
  Thousand faces, thousand eyes / judged by a thousand observers
• 9. Requiem (01:29)
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  Instrumental
• 10. Spirals (05:00)
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  On top of civilization / reproduction is our curse
  All beauty deluded
  Redigested / beyond recognition
  And every copy makes us fade some more
  On top, every word’s been spoken
  And every thought’s been thought
  On top, every bound’s been broken
  And every war’s been fought
  Dreams and beliefs forsaken
  Every song’s been played
  Every chance for the news’s been taken
  And every failure’s been made
  Abiding at the dead end / unable to step back
  Interwoven spirals / spinning in a plane
  We keep afloat / cling to our instincts
  Only fear of death / is causing us to stay
  We’re used to vegetate / senseless
  Forced to consume / this unworthy play
  Evolution / a million years of fucking
  Innovation / few thousand years of thought
  Transformation / comes instantly by force
  And all of them (are) depraved / into slogans to extend our misery
  Interwoven spirals / spinning in a plane
  The presence of a ceiling / makes us wish to fall
  On top, every word’s been spoken
  And every thought’s been thought
  On top, every bound’s been broken
  And every war’s been fought
  Dreams and beliefs forsaken
  Every song’s been played
  Every chance for the news’s been taken
  And every failure’s been made
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