From dust and ash
Flesh and bone
In selfish ecstasy molded
With angel's blood
Baptised
By the ray of wishful light
Miscreated
Another drop
In the blindfolded sea
Next to the Sun and stars
An image of the 'almighty' one
Starless aeons above
Scorched earth below
Behold the
Twisted paradigm
Dormant at their hearts
Restless at the souls
Dreams of hope and laughter
Laid to waste with all that's dear
Cursed with slumber
Blessed with free will
Behold the
Paradox paradigm
Set the fires high
Tonight we crown the supreme king
Supreme king
On the blood-soaked soil
Disgraced!
In the cradle of creation
Defiled!
From thy realm immaculate
Exiled!
The wretched bastards of One!
supported by 8 fans who also own “The Paradox Paradigm”
PSA: if there was an album you heard a couple years ago and thought it was ok, listen to it again and you might love it.
That's what happened to me with this album. I cannot fathom why it didn't stick with me back then. Same thing happened with Decoherence's Unitarity for that matter. Matten
supported by 7 fans who also own “The Paradox Paradigm”
Absolutely strong, black and bitter, like a cup of good old coffee or a properly packed pipe of strong tobacco. The album won't let you go unless you listen through it since the very first minute to the very last one, sunken in the frozen obsydian abyss. 10/10. lanserger22