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Posthuman Decadence

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1.
The Design 07:27
Here is my creation Similar to older gods My gods! I present you my creation Just like some other gods My gods! Look at them and see See how it’s meant to be I’m drawing Observe well and see See how it’s meant to be I’m drawing I am drawing I will trace his existence Like the tiny lines of an abstract paintbrush I’m drawing I am drawing They’ll get sick And they will see their own children die They’ll die! They will praise me And with the passage of time They will deny me Deny me! Look at them and see See how it’s meant to be I’m drawing Observe well and see See how it’s meant to be Then I will torment them With visions of judgment and loneliness It’s my destiny to torment them With visions Visions of pain Always they’ll be afraid till death And will build temples To find but one thing A final rest in peace Look at them and see See how it’s meant to be I’m drawing Observe well and see See how it’s meant to be I’m drawing Take your time and see See how it’s meant to be I’m drawing
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Good morning sick world Here comes your sick servant At the break of the day And the break of the news A struggle for life And a meaning not present It’s a struggle so silly When I am with you Opgejaagd en voortgedreven Gaan wij aan zoveel voorbij Zoveel liefde, zoveel leven Onze ziel leidt averij Niet als mens nog gewaardeerd Maar als koopkracht getaxeerd Tot wij oud, terzijde leven En de krachten ons begeven. Good morning sick world Here comes your sick servant At the break of the day And the break of the news A struggle for life And a meaning not present It’s a struggle so silly When I am with you Moe gedraafd en zin vergeten Gaan wij langs de bulderbaan Van het jagen om te weten Of wij morgen nog bestaan En zovelen zien ons aan Wenken ons om stil te staan Dat wij onze aandacht wijden Aan wie door ons jagen lijden Good morning sick world Here comes your sick servant At the break of the day And the break of the news A struggle for life And a meaning not present It’s a struggle so silly When I am with you
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Don’t Mind 04:21
The soft touch of your acid lies Confuses me It burns my eyes Bombastic rhetorics, used as odd weapons of mind destruction Cut another down, to find higher ground Survival, survival, you say? Shoot me, shoot me I’m crawling Shoot me, come on, shoot me I’m falling Burned eyes Staring to the sun Deceit lives within me Damage is done A sudden appearance Gives birth to a sense The burning of acid Comes to an end The soft touch Of her sweet eyes Reciting now Don’t mind the lies Hypnotic pulsations, a ravishing manner of mind seduction Answer my call, to bring down these walls A goddess, a goddess, I say! Lead me, lead me I’m healing Lead me, come on, lead me I’m healing
4.
Recreation 04:32
The greed Precedes The deeds Tending to mislead Persuade Invade Those raids All means for a crusade? Maybe you are a person… Now leave This belief To achieve Your goal with grief Now leave Disbelieve To achieve Your goal with grief
5.
Ik had een held kunnen zijn Ik werd een beul Ik sla de held dood die ik kon zijn Ik sla hem tot held Ik sla mij tot beul J'aurais pu être un héros Je suis devenu un bourreau Je frappe à mort le héros que j'aurais pu être J'en fais un héros Je deviens un bourreau I could have been a hero I became a monster I beat the hero I could have been to death I beat him into a hero Beat myself into a monster Ich hätte ein Held sein können Ich wurde zum Henker Ich schlage den Held tot, der ich sein hätte können (Ich schlag ihn tot, den Held) Ich schlage Mich Zum Henker
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You get used to it You get used to anything Anything you'll ever know All the decadence you now enjoy All the fierceful pride you so adore All the awful pain you can't ignore You get used to it now You get used to it now Now You get used to it You get used to anything Anything you'll ever know You get used to it now Now Get used to it now Now Dreaming of battle Within the comfort of home Feelings of dread and panic Remaining unknown Unless you like to mess up A life without scars There's no such thing As a beautiful war Unless the pain of others Is what you adore There's no such thing As a beautiful war
7.
Leaves our mother us behind When we ruin at any cost? How did we become so blind? When did you and I got lost? No She keeps on dancing While we slumber She keeps on dancing When we go under Terra Mater keeps on dancing Her own way Leaves our mother us behind When we loose ourselves in trust? When we all have lost our minds? Once again biting the dust No She keeps on dancing While we slumber She keeps on dancing When we go under She keeps on dancing Torn asunder Terra Mater keeps on dancing Now come freely Let the dancing begin Hypnotise me And get me dancing Show me the way And teach me how to dance in Your wealth and beauty Which keep me moving
8.
Virile Earth 07:39
Into the faculty of dreams Precious relics abate with time Brilliance of woes and destruction What once was land, now lies in embers Sheer will disdains death’s emblem Purifying soil and waters alike I be oak flute breath Vibrant pulse on koto strings I be virile earth Silken path on golden wings Oaths forged Under the eastern horizon Milestones Of human virtues Adamantine They defy negation I be oak flute breath Vibrant pulse on koto strings I be virile earth Silken path on golden wings I be oak flute breath I be virile earth
9.
The Source 06:08
While birds are singing I can't stand looking at these grey walls I heard them saying It's all for the sake of us all This is the source Where a women met a man This is the source Where their history began This is the source Warm, but insecure The source Humanity so pure Now birds still singing But I keep on feeling so small I heard them saying It's all for the sake of us all This is the source This is the source The source We're consuming some water While we're spoiling the rest More thirsty than ever But we do try our best We are building our temples In grey, concrete walls The higher the better It's for the sake of us all We are playing the same games That we used to as kids On society's playground There's no fun to be missed Raising our children The way our own parents did In search for a moral A moral that fits Stories repeating Nothing new is out there Stories of old men We don't even care A generation so lost Cannot comprehend The rush of our lives And the money that's spent And we drink our champagne And we smoke our cigars We burn down to ashes Don't care about the scars And we're singing our songs While we're breathing the air And we’re waving our hands Like we don't fucking care It's a swirling wild sea We're all drifting around Far away from the mainland No source to be found And I'm searching for answers Without any rest I don't believe in salvation But I do try my best
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Oranges and lemons Say the bells of St. Clement's You owe me five farthings Say the bells of St. Martin's When will you pay me? Say the bells of Old Bailey When I grow rich Say the bells of Shoreditch When will that be? Say the bells of Stepney I do not know Says the great bell of Bow Here comes a candle to light you to bed And here comes a chopper to chop off your head!
11.
Dying Cosily 06:00
Come here Shut the door Shut out the lights Sit down Have a drink Or have some more Here is no sorrow No tomorrow All these feelings true It was worth knowing you Come here Lay beside me Lay down your head Let go Open yourself And get aware Here is no sorrow No tomorrow All these feelings true It was worth knowing you Come here Stay with me Stay
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released November 1, 2010

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Art Of Empathy Diest, Belgium

AOE is a Belgian one man project. Its music can be described as a mixture between neofolk and darkwave: grounded on acoustic guitars, combined with dreamy or dark synths and whispering, haunting vocals. Sometimes dark romantic, sometimes apocalyptic. Always nature-loving, always driven by melancholy. ... more

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