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We, Plague Recorded in Exile Studios, Tampa, December 2005
~The Withering Stone (5:00) ~We, Plague (13:16)
All lyrics are copy write Shaun C. Mackey.
The Withering Stone
Our view left us eager ~ To reach and embrace ~ The future that was denied ~ The scars of our lives ~ Reflections of a life ~ Experience of the pain ~ The realness of it all ~ The distance as well ~ Entranced in silence ~ Withering of stone ~ Solace is in this ~ This simple fantasy ~ That all lies be removed ~ But nothing would remain ~ No reflection of my life ~ No reality in my pain
We, Plague
…And they were Sentenced to live as god…
Fear ~ Once had arisen ~ Life ~ Once realized ~ Sear my eye closed ~ This can not be ~ (We must not be) ~ We are our Judge ~ We are our tormentor ~ We are the demons ~ And the gods that we created ~ Mankind is the scar ~ The infected wound ~ The poison air ~ The parasite ~ Our Image is deceit ~ Our selfish lusts and gains ~ Our holiness and it’s robes ~ Our shattered dreams ~ (We shattered them ourselves) ~ So we watch as they argue ~ And Plead ~ And beg the mercies of grace ~ But the words fall into the vastness ~ The obliviousness that is our emptiness ~ Shunning the world that is real ~ And sheltering ourselves in an illusion ~ The illusion we create to escape ~ And we trust in it ~ Our religions, our despots ~ Our scholars, our science ~ Our hedonism, our lusts ~ And we die just the same ~ We are our suicide ~ We are the biocide ~ Removed with cold indifference ~ The skies watch as we die ~ Deities we create and destroy ~ Devils we evoke and recoil ~ Arrogance in every thought ~ Plagued action. We plague.
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