The Emptiness Of All Things

by Epiphany From The Abyss

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released 30 August 2014

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Track Name: Until The Black Death Takes Us
BURN MY WRETCHED CORPSE
AND YET ANOTHER WILL RISE.
UNTIL THE END OF ALL TIME.
TO PROVE THAT WE ARE
NOTHING.
Track Name: Idols Of A Forgotten Epoch
We won't ever be able to tame the hunger for power
that has been poisonning our minds forever
It is part of our nature
It will take you all what you never thought you'd loose

Desiring everything is a way to fill our universal emptiness of life
Not a single one was spared by the corrupting thought of wanting
all the pride for ourselves alone, and even when you taste for years the pleasures
of the flesh and blood, your mind always craves for fucking more until
everything is gone and lost. Everything will turn to dust.

Don't listen to the liars who said they could die with no regrets
Cause if we were wrong and after death conscience remained
shrouded by a blackened veil
a wasted life they have exhaled

We won't ever be able to tame the hunger for power
that has been poisonning our minds forever
It is part of our nature
It will take you all what you never thought you'd loose

A race which every representant is an obsessional freak at birth
which engenders wars, diseases and extinctions,
cannot be tolerated much longer or the world will turn to dust

selfish manipulative scum, psycho-narcissic whores or even worst
lambs without critical thought that pray to an invisible man.
that's all what we're allowed to become.

There will be no justice, there will be no hope, for anyone
neither for those who loved and care
nor for those who hated and killed
even those who's whole existance
was founded by meaningless writtings.
these books and dogmas were just there to
help the journey of earth to its own waste

We won't ever be able to tame the hunger for power
that has been poisonning our minds forever
It is part of our nature
It will take you all what you never thought you'd loose

the idols of a forgotten epoch

Desiring everything is a way to fill the universal emptiness of life
Not a single of us was spared by the corrupting thought of wanting
everything for ourselves, even when you tasted the pleasures
of the flesh and blood and mind you always crave for fucking more until
everything is gone and lost.

everything will turn to dust
Track Name: Biopsychological Enslavement
We are a race genetically transformed to act like they want,
an illusion fully benefic for our controllers
a specie which fights for this world for unlimited power.

we are a mechanical army programmed to destroy all the natural things on earth,
growing their possessions.
obey to the law, stay in line, welcome to an era of exploitation

we are blinded civilized slaves.

the definition of man has now changed,
where is the natural animal humans we're supposed to be ?
we've been used to become a bunch of personnal gold extractors

we're all the same

some patriotic puppets, our president's fucking pets.
money now has more value than your fucking kids.
Than your selfishness, your beautiful dream is over.
all your lives are becoming fake

a nightmare structure that we are imposing to ourselves,
a superdevelopped routine using energy we don't have,
a schedule that destroys every cells in our brains,
we're closed off in a self-made prison.

this is now a fact, there is no way to fix this mess.
we destroy the earth like we breath air from our fucking lungs.
the problem is clear, overpopulation, eradication.
the fantasy you have created is at it's end.

the fantasy you have created is at it's end.

we are the materials , the fertilizers, for their plantations for their ideas.
that have changed this world, forever.

In the end, we're all biopsychologically modified organisms.

Biopsychological enslavement

we are a race genetically transformed to act like they want.
an illusion fully benefic for our controllers,
a specie which fights for this world for unlimited power.
we are.
Track Name: The Atrocities I Deserve
WE ARE THE WRETCHED ONES

If all of their heresies were proven real,
and judgement day was yet to come,
then of all lifeforms we'd be castaway
and as a whole race we'd be driven off this world by the gods.

But since morale and good will are societic lies
without any foundations
we still walk this earth, breathing sin and rage
and breeding death across the continents.

We'd all be left to rest by sadistic entities
assuming there would be any kind of heavenly justice.
And I'd be hung to death in a crowded public place
if they only knew all of the atrocities I deserve.

Infected by false dilemnas
for centuries we've believed
that the way we lived would
influence our fate.
But as the veil is finally lifting,
as mankind's creation.

We are the wretched ones, the weight of our regrets, the
knowledge of our sins drives us
down into the sands of depression and melancholy
and as we sink further our
sadness becomes hatred
And before we even have time to realise
the sparkle of life in our eyes fades into the blackened realm

We talk only to beg for more sin, and regrets are all what's left in the end
We walk the death corridor, with sins and regrets for only friend

We'd all be left to rest by sadistic entities
assuming there would be any kind of heavenly justice.
And I'd be hung to death in a crowded public place
if they only knew all of the atrocities I deserve.

Infected by false dilemnas
for centuries we've believed
that the way we lived would
influence our fate.
But as the veil is finally lifting,
hope and respect emerge as mankind's creations.

Thus there is nothing left between us and evil.
Track Name: Extinctionists
Blur echoes of ourselves, this is all that we can only become
advancing through decades of empty lives.
a passive figurant of time, a society of ghosts.

i've lost all faith in this pitiful race
from history we never learn, humanity has got to fall in times that are to come.
the truth is we are extinctionists
how can you even believe in a possible world where most of us still fucking breathes?
we are extinctionists
putting an end to procreation has proven to be last and only solution.

Bow before your fate. realization of fear and death to all our minions.
the power has been taken away from us. death of all beings and justify for our ignorance.

the asphixiation of knowledge. closing your mind to idiocy replacing the truth of science.
the media entertainement replaces, political and national strength.
there is no time to run before, the eradication of our kind, from this earth.
revolt or live, and die with the consequences.

open your eyes, the world's surrounding you with lies, elites corrupt the minds of our childs with fucking bullshit.
open your mind, power resides within yourself, push the anger towards the tyrant and let the tyrant become prey.

the truth is we are extinctionists
how can you even believe in a possible world where most of us still fucking breathes?
we are extinctionists
putting an end to procreation has proven to be last and only solution.
Track Name: And In The End We Are All Nothing
we live in the waiting room of broken dreams,
learned that the future is never what is seems.
and as all things must end, thru dirt or thru dust
we are, until the black death takes us
Track Name: Lifting Of The Veil
HUEHAHHAUHUHEHHEUAHAEEUHUAHUAEHUHEUHAE
Track Name: The Emptiness Of All Things
The darkness, the evil and infinite sadness
have always been the same for every human that once lived.
The records, the poems, the writings and all what
fallen societies have left to us
All witnesses of the common demon they all had,
the grudging knowledge that life is nothing but a long agony.

Aren't you fucking tired of feeling nothing?
Nothing but the unbearable angst of dying
Driving our minds fucking mad, until all that's left is regrets
Of all what we dreamt of and never achieved
Elderly regrets of a broken life

There is nothing but deceit, everything else is a lie
Carefully placed around us to make us feel alive

And when your last moment comes,
remember the emptiness of all things,
the hopelessness of all faiths

And when your last moment comes,
remember the emptiness of all things,
the hopelessness of all faiths.
For only chaos, passion and strenght prevail
in a world where only bitterness remains.

you will be tortured, eaten , butchered alive
by this so called faith that has been guiding your lives
regardless of signs, everything you know will simply wither and die.
Before your eyes darkness engulfs you, the tunnel is pulling you towards the light
Forget all the lies, clear your mind,
one last thought for the familly and now you will die.

And when your last moment comes,
remember the emptiness of all things,
the hopelessness of all faiths.
For only chaos, passion and strenght prevail
in a world where only bitterness remains.

We have been waiting to move out of the shadows,
for centuries we must have realized the true nature of our kind.
now it is time, to mark our true colors, mighty death liberate us from this empty life.

We have been a threat for eternity, we face the truth while most of us chooses to run.
for we have chosen the path of lucidity , and we will die staring at the sun.
Track Name: Pillars Of Immorality
Shepards of a nation, controlling the whole population
Eradication of free will and recognition,
that all pain could fade with one simple ignition,
a whole race has lost their souls, has lost themselves

a calamity, brought onto itself
gluttony for money; power and glory,
through overestimated teachings we've become
unsensitive to what happens around us until we're too old
to let the world know what blasphemy religion has imposed,

But we've finally understood that everyone is fucking doomed

I bring you at the bottom of your dead human phase;
a putrid stench of corpse ablaze;
organic human waste, the blackened heart remains,
progenies of filth spitting blasphemous lies since the dawn of flame.
the one you worship thinks this is just a game
simple pawns into position on the board of shame

Once you've failed, you can only feel the non-sense of this pathetic existence
Emptiness fills your veins right where your blood once crawled
once you're dead; nothing remains
And with a tick of the universe's clock
all what you've done is fucking dead

Trapped by the complexity of assuming that every second,
will all fade and die, leaving us breathless, cold and dry,
so i choke, grasping for air, and substract my conscience from this world
The sorrow of thinking is way to hard for me to endure

It is a cursed gift to be able to live any life
which is nothing but a pillar of immorality.

Miraculously, you rot, i remain,
to propagate a tremendous disgrace
over the carcass of freedom
over the broken symbol of a nation

Miraculously, you rot, i remain,
to propagate a tremendous disgrace
over the carcass of freedom
over the broken symbol of a nation

I am nothing but a pillar of immorality.
Track Name: The Nightmare Pilgrim
For centuries the repression of art and science blinded us, enslaved us
but now the threat they face is the very modern knowledge that arose in us

under the stars lies the kingdom of our knowledge
the passion we have for the science of our world.
but the blind followers and the mindless sheeps will provoque the fall of civilization
we will soon see the abolisment of occidental nations

obscenity, media delusions and wretched dreams is what we all know.

Eternity has proven to be unreal, but we still waste who we are.

have you ever dreamt about a world in which nothing could go wrong ?
you must have realized that our society is the unconscious reproduction of our ancestors nightmares.

and so continues the pilgrimage our sons will live in our errors and die for our sins
until this pitiful race expires.

we are the nightmare pilgrim.

what have we really done ? our weight is crumbling the sun
again and again and again we are, way too selfish to care about anything
there is only one way in the end, the deconstruction must begin.

we've created this world from nothing, thus we will see the end of everything.

we're at the start of a new millenium , right between barbary and terrifying powers,
consumption and greed. this society makes us unable to use our knowledge properly.

Media manipulation has made the masses so gullible they now believe this democratic lie
there will never be a system in which the people actually has power.

and even if we manage to create such a world, a massive part of us would stay disinformed
thus all of the power would fall in the hands of the rich..

Rebirth is possible through scientifically established socialism.
to create a better world we have to eradicate the ancient symbols of their power.

truth must prevail, even if it means we need to force them to denying their gods.
they can't erase the proofs that we have assembled together.

BURN MY WRETCHED CORPSE AND YET ANOTHER WILL RISE
UNTIL THE END OF ALL TIME, TO PROVE THAT WE ARE NOTHING.