1. |
Fracture
04:50
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A fracture appeared in your mind
A thought crawled into place
Where you found
Your ground for grace
A weakness used by wrong minds
Exploited to place
The seed of doubt
In your garden of grace
A failure to connect with the ground
Your brain took away
A belief quite unsound
Common sense to decay
Reaching a trancelike state
They know not
Preaching snow white haze
To defraud
Burning fiery gaze
Leader of a hateful lot
Growing at alarming rate
The fracture opened in your mind
Thoughts flowed into place
When the ground
Was taken away
The lunatics of our time
Exploited their fame
To connect with the grime
A new world to claim
Reaching a trancelike state
They know not
Preaching snow white haze
To defraud
Burning fiery gaze
Leaders of a hateful lot
Growing at alarming rate
To be forever etched in your mind
Divine words set in place
High up above the ground
Reality fades away
Reaching a trancelike state
They know not
Preaching snow white haze
To defraud
Burning fiery gaze
Leaders of a hateful lot
Growing at alarming rate
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2. |
The Slumber
04:57
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Slumbering deviation
Awakened now, stimulation
What you are, an indication
Undignified aberration
I will defy
Arrogance is dragging you down
Down the road to bizarre malversations
Excessive how, your fabrications
Rule your life, a strange creation
In denial of your dementia
You’re sanctified
Depravation of the dignified
Arrogance is dragging you down
Down the hole in isolation
Slumbering deviation
Awakened now, if only for a moment
That’s what we are
Frozen in motion
Meaningless aberrations
Ignorance is pushing us down
Down the road to annihilation
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3. |
The Fortunate Few
04:54
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Eastern politics are driven by hatred of
Western policy that’s driven by fear
Trampling on the hopes of salvation
Thriving while you’re dying in muck
Sitting on a throne made of junk
Scavenging from the feast
Trampling on the hopes of salvation
The fortunate few
Have a plan for you
Ahead at every turn
The fortunate few
Have it laid out for you
A trap in every word
Ingesting all while you’re left to rot
Cities on their knees
It’s never enough
Swallowing an unbearable muck
Breathing in the foul air of mass consumption
The fortunate few
Have a plan for you
Ahead at every turn
The fortunate few
Have it laid out for you
A trap in every word
They’re thriving while you’re praying your God
The fortunate few
Have a plan for you
Ahead at every turn
The fortunate few
Have got it laid out for you
A trap in every word
Western politics are driven by hatred of
Eastern policy that’s driven by fear
Trampling on the hopes of salvation
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4. |
Spirit of Sulfur
04:34
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Quicksand words
Spitting at the face of decency
Grinding down the spirit
The tragedy of victory
No lie is too outrageous
Spitting at the face of democracy
Erosion of the Freedom Wall
Corrosion of Human Rights
Can we rectify?
Standing on the edge of a fall
Gather to mourn the end of an era
An air of confidence
Fanning the flames of violence
Lack of empathy
Spitting at the face of humanity
Any lie gets you attention
The tragedy of idiocy
Can we rectify?
Standing on the edge of a fall
Gather to mourn the end of an era
Trembling on the edge of a drop
Gather to witness the fall of arcadia
Quicksand words
Spitting at the face of decency
Grinding down liberty
The tragedy of victory
Will we rectify?
Standing on the edge of a fall
Gather to mourn the end of an era
Trembling on the edge of a drop
Gather to witness the fall of arcadia
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5. |
The Crowning Hour
05:07
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My mind is torn
Anguish is weighing down my steps
No standing tall
The light is dull, the world is bleak
Pain is all
Crippled by fear, leaching out death
He’s coming down
Bastard son of lies
Breathing out death for the great coming fall
Addiction to elation
Crawl to the light
Burning bridges to sanity
Congregation, addiction to submission
Hide behind the light
Burning bridges to sanity
Termination, fading social equality
Burning in the light
Global man-made insanity
You’re chanting scorn
Madness is guiding all your steps
You’re standing tall
Acting out of hate, your mind is weak
Pain to all
Crippled by fear, leaching out death
You’re coming down
Stench of decay on your breath
Addiction to elation
Crawl to the light
Burning bridges to sanity
Congregation, submission to addiction
Hide behind the light
Burning bridges to sanity
Domination, ending social equality
Running from the light
Global man-made reality
Crowning hour
Absurdity, a face familiar
Pound the pavement, parade
One nation’s charade
Pound the pavement, parade
One nation’s mass corruption
The great creation’s false pretention
Pound the pavement, parade
Appetite for destruction
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Maudiir Montreal, Québec
Maudiir is a one-man black/thrash metal project. An outlet for observations on obedience and industrialization riddled with
man-made waste.
F. (ex-Deeply Confused, Tears for the Dead Gods) is also currently leading prog/thrash metal outfit Trinity Blast.
Maudiir is F.
Band logo by Dopesmoker www.instagram.com/dopesmokerink
All cover art by bergZ duborddelabille.blogspot.com
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