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Apostate 06:17
Too long have I dwelled in your presence Your baneful word and teachings Lies of a promised comfort taught throughout centuries To confuse, to derange and numb the conscious mind The nature of our existence Is rooted in the earth, to her we shall return And this one truth I embrace without fear I will not befoul my temple with false words of deliverance My soul is bound to no one, my will is mine alone I will not give in to weakness and be chained By fabled words of salvation and grace But don't dare tell me that I'm lost, When you're the one who blindly sold his soul
See here our saints, the holy men of god Lifeless their gaze and empty their hands Frozen are their folds Statues cold as death A façade That gave emptiness a face God does not live here in this church I am the only one alive, alone In this holy house of nothing The only one to stand, conscious In this house of lies I wish for these walls to crumble For all saints to fall and break To see rats, and roaches feast upon Rotting sanctimonious bread
A meritless king of burden One who is without a throne or crown A serpent is squirming through his kingdom poison defiles his grounds Words in the tongue of the Sirens Their songs are what he speaks lustful are their melodies As they linger tranquil and seductive in the deep The cracks in his mask of sanity grow larger every day And the sickness of his mind Slowly comes to light Come see this king of burden The God infested inside his head Keeps gruelling His one believer Keeps pushing him further to the edge, Further to the edge He cloaks himself in fear He defiles his name in shame Desecrates his temple and believers Disgustful and unclean he shall remain
Sleepless 08:39
Grinning, voices echo In the emptiness of the mind Shallow breathing Crying eyes The cold hand of Death Dragging away the will to live Care not Take all that is and was I cannot speak, choking upon Tears and words; tattered and torn Hatefull fragments of a stolen future I just want to sleep and never wake The door is locked And the eyes are shut
Departure 07:24
Screams from the past echo ever on An unsettling feeling A stranger freely roams The hunter invokes A slumbering past Draws his arrow A shot to the heart Fresh blood flows again from an old wound that bearly healed The eye loses sight The heart loses life The mind has lost The will to live A cry for fire Purging flames To rid the body Of mortal pain
Forlorn 09:40
Open eyes, sleeping like a babe Lulled to sleep by lies, Brightly sung Blind and wrong Blind and wrong Blind and wrong Rotting, rotting roots Every tree the same Bearing tainted fruits A fetid yield Cannot be healed Will not be healed What comfort, in a ruinous refuge? Bound to masts of ships Believing it will save But it's sinking But it's sinking


released April 30, 2017

Mix & master: Daniel Neagoe at D productions, London UK
Cover art: Wietse Treurniet


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Façade Dordrecht, The Netherlands

Façade is a doom metal band from Dordrecht, the Netherlands, formed in 2011.

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