This void can’t help them anymore
The illusion of the dream is dead
you failed
Your feeble attempts are nothing
but pathetic, can’t you see you’re
already too late?
Much to late
We had them all along,
you never had a chance,
there was never any doubt
that you’d fail
As you always do.
You cannot offer, what we can
We can give eternal bliss
What have you to offer?
The dream is dead
Feeble fool, there never was one
You can’t fight what isn’t there
The march will never stop
The end is here
The drone marches on
The dream is dead
Feeble fool, there never was one
You can’t fight what isn’t there
The march will never stop
The drone marches on
The March of The Drones
The March of The Drones
It never mattered, for the drone lives
The march of the drones, never ends
For the drone marches on
(Interestingly enough one could say in the end that his death was self-inflected; although not in any standard way. The internal turmoil was simply too much, in the end his decision killed him.)
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I wasn't ready for this album, but it burst into my life through a brick wall like the Kool-Aid man on methamphetamines and beat the living daylights out of me just for the hell of it. As others have mentioned, this is an unrelenting and vicious slab of chaotic blackened death metal that levels everything in its path, takes no prisoners, and is not for the weak of heart. If there is a Guinness Book of World Record entry for metal, then the drummer of this band should be included. PannionSeer
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These guy's love the Devin townsend's Epic sound Which sounds as if its from another reality, And they make their own Hyper yet drifting Similar to seeing a comet whizzing by the atmosphere. A joy to witness but over, As soon as the majesty of it all sinks in! John Chaos Alexander