The 46 EP

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released December 1, 2011

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Track Name: Kazelude
(Instrumental)
Track Name: It Reminds Me Of The War
Demoralizing bullets fly in every direction.
Screams of battle drown away conflicting reflections of myself.
Now you know...
Hell has come.

The kings of men lied yet again.
They made me kill my only friends.
They drilled the blame into our heads.
The doctrine I want to forget.

Look at all of these putrid, vile things.
You forget, they are all human lives.
Ah, but to me, they are nothing more than vermin.
It's true, you feel nothing from their cold and lifeless eyes.

When the time comes, will you honor your new king?
Before god, thy command is a bloody death to bring.

Impossibility of reason.
My bloodlust has no patience.
So I will turn away from you.

My f*cking eyes have seen things you could never imagine.
I have witnessed the rise and fall of civilizations.
The pain we wrought our sons has drowned my mind in sorrow.
The word of man is broken.
For us there is no other tomorrow.

Remember the war.
Track Name: Caterflies
Alive inside the grey, I can see through eyes of the child at play.
Foresee punishment for decadent lives the norm.
I see beyond the coming storm, past the drought of the modern day.
Long before the sickened flies devour me, I'll become death and dismay.
The picture of acceptance. The image before me, now too vague.
Too many faces to recognize.

Colors of skin,
blasted by time.
Blasted the same.
A gift of the senses.

And before long, Sense it without seeing.

Skin blisters, rotted, transforming. Gone.
Feeling the depths of darkness, climbing up.
For the sake of peace, the roots of animosity abound awaken me.
Bask in ecstasy of living anatomy.
No longer blind.

We rape the land with a thousand golden fists.
Slavery through history, a plague of horrors in our name.
To fight it is to stay and die. Or leave and be a part of the game.
The game festers on.
The plague is still alive today.

In you and me.

You'll shun your neighbor, even as he pleads for life.
Forget nothing. Forgive nothing.
You'll be seeing the butterflies.

The swarm is upon us.
Sordid, manifesting death.
Imploding adulation for all creation,
until human beings breed nothing. No more.
No one left to mourn. No grace left of the spoiled whore.
Nothing left to burn.

Dooming their sons to bow before one.
Doomed to an endless conflict.
Abolishment of heinous acts. Vengeance for the innocents.
But even today, innocents are driven to slavery.
And every day, we forget and fuck it away.

Skin blisters, rotted, transforming. Gone.
Feeling the depths of darkness, climbing up.
For the sake of peace, the roots of animosity abound awaken me.
Bask in ecstasy of living anatomy.
No longer blind.

Caterpillars, butterflies, the same in their mother's eyes.
By social ritual, joining in sacrifice.
Different colors still condemned by the amoral majority.
Sickened flies feed upon the pestilence of our lives.