Inhuman Race

by Skeptik

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1.
And thus It begins Come and see our world ablaze Observe our termination As our world comes crashing down We end our frail existence Running by ourselves In this race to extinction We have been falling Headfirst into the sun Dreams of the cradle As we're headed for the grave Are we the lucky ones Witness the end of days Murder is our past Damnation our fate Gaze into the blazing skies As your saviour shuts his gate Watching worlds collide Crushed by the weight of the universe We have been drifting Way out of consciousness Uncompromising Kill with extreme prejudice Payback for decadence We are what we despise Murder is our past Damnation our fate Gaze into the blazing skies As your saviour shuts his gate Murder is our past Damnation our fate Gaze into the blazing skies As your saviour shuts his gate This is where it ends
2.
The Absence 03:51
Naked in clear sight and darkness No walls in this labyrinth Stumbling I hear the echoes Of these tyrants mocking me Gnaw on my hands I choke As I taste my own rotting self Self-pityful pathetic Put me out of my misery I have stared into the abyss for far too long Cannot avert my eyes from its gaze Petrified I stand On the brink of this yawning hole in myself Absence of matter Absence of anything that matters The silence echoing The absence I've surrendered unconditionally Into your gaping jaws Forced into these chains of air Tripping on nothingness Drained of all colour Spent on your picture of misery Hollowed out and filled with venom Denied the mercy of death I bleed I have stared into the abyss for far too long Cannot avert my eyes from its gaze Petrified I stand On the brink of this yawning hole in myself I have stared into the abyss for too long Cannot take my eyes off it Petrified i stand on the brink of this hole Listening to the silence I can feel it tearing I sway back and forth Barely clinging onto life Petrified i stand on the brink of this hole Listening to the silence I have stared into the abyss for too long Cannot take my eyes off it Petrified I stand on the brink Of this yawning hole within Cannot avert my eyes from its gaze Petrified I stand On the brink of this yawning hole in myself The absence Absence of matter Absence of anything that matters The silence echoing The absence of sense The silence is calling Beckoning me ahead From a single step back Its deafening roar sounds feeble and dead With every moment's wavering I age a lifetime The wait for the fight Far worse than the taste of defeat I hear the silence taunting And join the mocking laughter Drown the void in life I think I heard my heart beat
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Inhuman 04:49
Can you feel it? The realization that your every breath Has been taken by apathy Drown in formation with everyone else Drowning in information Can you see it? The contemplation of how you’ve been Forced to conform to reality How unseen you’ve been stunted and stripped By this man made machine Can you keep up in this human race? You’re stumbling and tattered Can you keep up this inhuman pace? We’re struggling and scattered Our human race to extinction embraced Can you keep up in this inhuman race? Can you keep up in this inhuman race? Can you hear it? Reverberations of thoughts you had Thought to contain echo endlessly Turning whispers to deafening roars And caresses to pain Can you taste it? The saturation of savourlessness Shall replace authenticity For the vacuum of life superficial Holds no inspiration Can you keep up in this human race? You’re stumbling and tattered Can you keep up this inhuman pace? We’re struggling and scattered Our human race to extinction embraced Can you keep up in this inhuman race? Can you keep up in this inhuman race? Can you smell the putrefaction That has spread through our limbs? Deconstructing every vital organ Deep from within The pungent stench of burning oil And dying organisms Herald of death of our habitat And all of our kin Can you keep up in this human race? You’re stumbling and tattered Can you keep up this inhuman pace? We’re struggling and scattered Can you keep up in this human race? You’re stumbling and tattered Our human race to extinction embraced
4.
The dice have fallen And you tumbled down with them But will they bury you beneath or will you then Recoil and flee this fate laid out for you Will you shatter every single one And defy their doom This pair of dice Decides on paradise Or parasitic rotting hive Host to a twisted thing festering Nesting in time And feeding upon all life The dice have fallen But what’s the game Is it sacrifice Salvation Or is it pain I’ve dug through earth and stone I’ve tasted worm and bone Ventured through scalding cold Hard on the heels of gold The scent is drowned out by My rotten stench that blows On biting winds that sew Ashes into the snow No matter where I go A twisted thing has grown Lives off of me alone It feeds on my moan It sure is of my own The dice have fallen now You’re tumbling down among them But will they bury you Or will you rise in new strength Breaking merely your fall Exploiting the momentum Nourish on worm and bone This twisted thing could soon be gone This twisted thing could soon be gone

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Music and lyrics written by Skeptik, mixed by Milan J. Fox, artwork by Markus Gansel and William Klein

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released December 1, 2017

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