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lyrics
A blow to the head
Binding my feet
hanging my neck
There is no plan to this meaningless progress
no linear path, no obvious end
Caught in a brambe, thorns ripping me open
spewing my insides, leabing me hollow
We turn our backs
if hindight is 20/20 the path should be clear
instead we cyvle through the defeat of years
I clench my fist
turn the bones and the ash under my feet
The history we’re bound to repeat
Scraping the bottom, I divulge my ignorance
Blinded by pride, I grasp for a rope
To pull myeself out of this well of false help
And what i’ve learned of this problematic plight
This Was Not Progress
To know what can be done, to stop an ocean’s rage
The bilges overflow, drowning is my escape
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Swirling guitars, furious drums, vocals that at the same time howl from infinite distance and are right up in your head; everything put into dissonant form with the help of unconventional songwriting. This album is my personal key to the icelanding black metal madness that I've ignored for way too long! Lukas Kaufmann