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l'​É​go​ï​sme

by Aesthetics of a loss

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l'Égoïsme 04:23
Walk beside me, for your presence as thirst to water A curse for all things living, A blessing of spoken decay and unheld words So long we've waited, And the mass have since grown weary Fragmented narcissism is what we've become Yearning for cleansing, We greet you, sweet plague Då sista stunden är kommen Och när allt har tagit slut Ser vi solens bleka strålar På vår dödsbädd ebbar ut Att slutet var så nära Och att inget evigt är Ska hoppets låga falna Och ingenting vi någonsin lär So, we meet again... So, we meet again at the crossroads of regret So, we meet again… Where everything is dead and lost
2.
On a ledge of purest brimstone On a high above the soil Awaken now from the deathless slumber The time has come to strike No concern for the wicked No mercy for the weak On righteous wings in arcs of vengeance Spew forth thy fire and cleanse We erected here a temple For your mercy wisdom and grace Bestow upon us oh illustrious spirit Thy healing touch and grace But our offerings Did not quench your thirst And in ruins or heritage lies The dreams of young now burns At their hearts At their faith At their dreams Now strike once and for all Do binge in the projected accusal In self righteousness For hell hath no fury Now sleep again oh illustrious being Go to deathless void
3.
We are gathered here today To spread the ashes of our lives A turmoil of nausea An untying of bonds Within the wreckage The burning freedom found at last We’re heading for the deep The deep and... Callous cold The contrast of familiarity And vile words spewn forth Could not be reconciled within reason A fate now set in stone, worlds collapsing For the noose Brought forth with such conviction An idolatry That never been questioned From the depths A venom arising The infinity of the flaming sun And the scalding solace of the moon A blinding wreckage of stars Never set straight Never set straight I am not... You And there will never be Another chance The reasons leading up to this moment Scorn and vilified Will be duly noted A new future in Oh so different shape This cannot be Forgotten And, this will not be Forgiven It once was plausible But since then doomed to failure A balanced worldview haltered And been forever thrown to the wolves Never explained Never set straight Never explained Never set straight Never explained Never set straight
4.
An image Of adoration Published to the ignorant mass A bleeding Wound cut sideways By a mindless touch and a collective denial 82 and still counting With words of sheer delight And leprous smiles For imagery Would ne’er portray The sorrows weight From eyes that wept Only days from this moment The blankness of the stares Of questions why The watershed Rivers will part And sides beget With ignorant hearts By mirrors With no signs of imperfection The swayed mass in awe Like daggers Words like venom infect An eulogy for hope The polish will wither and cracks will appear Nothing Will mend the surface of perfection Degenerating One victim at a time I am the stain that doesn’t wash away I am the crack that will not hide I am the scar on your face I am the guilty conscience That never was Time is not an allied For eyes open wide There is a pattern to the madness There is a light which vaguely shines Explain to me what introspection is Explain to me what reflection means Explain to me why there are Two sides to each tale Once for every victim Once for every fate Once for every blame Of morale turned ashen gray
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En evighet av tystnad Tills klockans nästa slag En… sekund... mindre Ett sista andetag En bok med tomma sidor Där texten nu fylls i Med bokstäver av ångest Till tomhetens lyrik Med slutet vid din sida För att sömlöst bida din tid Att vaken lida genom natten Till tragikens harmoni Till månens obarmhärtiga sken Och regnets kalla sång Och vindarna som viskar Att inget är något värt Och när morgonen kommer Tröttheten Som river inom dig Minns då dina Yttrade ord Den känslan nu begravd Så djupt inom dig Inget är något värt Tomhetens lyrik Inget är något värt Till tragikens harmoni Med bokstäver av ångest Begravt inom dig Så djupt inom dig Begravt inom dig Så djupt inom dig

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released March 24, 2018

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Aesthetics of a loss Malmö, Sweden

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It’s melodic death metal with a tinge of epic sadness.

It’s a one man show. All you see and hear is the labor of one person.

Aesthetics is misspelled by 9 out of 10 people (me included)
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