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Faultless - Song 2 of 8 WIP!
🕑 Added 2022-05-13 15:36:31 +0000 UTCThe second song for faultless! This is technically the first song but I thought of adding an intro track to make the album have 8 songs.. Just like the eight pointed star!!! ;o
In any case, here is what I have so far of Faultless!
Still needs alot of timing fixing and maybe some parts of the vocals intensified! Below are the lyrics!
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Damn this wretched world that I call my home
Under stygian skies we’re caged in a dome
Possessions mass produced, from our heads to our feet
The tattered rags we wear to the corpses we that eat
Hell is what we’re granted
Forced to serve till we’re ended
Tired, and though, we are tempted
We’ll walk the path until we are rewarded
The Church takes their taxes
Holy hounds hunt relentless
Our work: brutal and thankless
But at the end of we shall be found faultless
I walk to my station, ready to toil
To forge weapons of war as my flesh boils
I wonder how I make it through the day
Then, across the assembly line, I see that pure face
Pure and perfect
My beloved
Is all I ever need
Beneath all that
Dust and grime
Is true beauty
Bombs, gas, screams, and bright lights
All at once causes great fright
Terror sows, as we all know
A cacophony that heralds the death blow
Rounded up by the enforcers
Law-men and heretic hunters
An agent of the administration
Who, with a dark voice, makes this accusation
There they are, the heretic
I want that laborer bounded in chains
What? Me? This cannot be
I have toiled
I have worshiped
I have done not a thing
Lies! Schemes! Evil trickery!
You have tainted your kin with your vile perfidy
I am innocent
Show some humanity
I have shown nothing but undying loyalty
You dare challenge me?
To you, I guarantee:
You have doomed your kin with the death penalty
As I’m dragged away, I hear a familiar sound
The crack of lasers fill the room as dozens are mowed down
I look back to find a charnel pit where my friends lay slain
My dead lover’s eyes stare back at me, my heart fills with rage and pain
Hell is what we’re granted
Forced to serve till we’re ended
Tired, and though, we are tempted
We’ll bide our time until we are rewarded
The Church takes their taxes
Holy hounds hunt relentless
Our work: brutal and thankless
But at the end of we shall be found faultless
Why must I greatly suffer
For the sins of another
No longer a simple worker
I’ll rot away, forgotten in the slammer
No, this won’t be my fate
These chains will crack and break
Don’t care how long it takes
This iron cage is where I will be remade
My lover’s life taken
My world burnt to ashes
For this sin: There’ll be vengeance
At the end of days, I’ll be found Faultless
My lover’s life taken
My world burnt to ashes
For this sin: There’ll be vengeance
At the end of days, I’ll be found Faultless
