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Demo 2015

by Mons Absconditus

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Two fallen stones mark this path Hidden from our eyes by blue and white Few can see the way from the distance of their lonely glass homes Hiding away from the path we tread They craft their towers and their stories Ignorant in their glass houses Blinded by the glare of the sun they yearn to see Can we turn back the clocks, See beyond the mirrors and images? The light is blinding, master over our minds Shackling us to rust and rot Two fallen stones mark this path, Broken, like the trees and the mountains above them Yet still we drink the ashes and eat the charred branches, We have created with our palaces built only on air. We have risen above the trees Among the clawing winds and the howling of earth There can be no return
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With a canopy so dense All those below are blighted by shadow Grasping for the light In spite of your hegemony From roots you’ve risen Red dirt upon death’s altar Weaving silence into the symphony From roots to ruin, you’ve risen and failed bitter poison, a seeping blight a fool's subservience echoes, resounding ignorance buries our sovereignty we hath been sculpted a simulacrum of life they drink from the corrupted font Baleful ruin sent unto thee Cleansed in calamity and woe From roots to ruin, cast into vacuity
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Earthen one, How do you bear? Under the weight of man’s constructs, Towers raised from Earthen flesh. Invading the sky, But built upon wind. Earthen sons, Why worship the sky? Feel old soil beneath you, thriving with life, ancient monolith Far vaster than thee. Do you see how you... consume all you find? Feel your cold monuments, the dead stone, Wrought from the Earthen flesh. Invading the sky, Crafting ruin in every realm. Until you must escape each host you fare unto death. When you have perished The roots will return, And tear those constructs asunder. Let broken towers serve as a warning. Yearn for the sky no more. Your realm is the Earth, And to Earth all things return, In great silence. Let them be naught but tombstones, Left to fade in the great silence.
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How heavy I feel, Through days of bleak, biting cold. Carried by the wind, Through fingers, and rushes of maple Lonely mountain, grandest father of stone, Adorned in water and roots cold echoes upon an eternal throne. We were held together by the unyielding belief that our graves were not tombs, but seeds. With grey hewn stones, marking our roots to grow anew among the ancient trees Yet under the dominion of man Naught but dust and ash can grow Lonely mountain, grandest father of stone, Adorned in water and roots cold echoes upon an eternal throne. I wander alone in the Endless Forest, Where stones remain unturned in the forgotten wood. I step carefully through the mist, Shadows hem my path through the pine On the mountain rising from cold earth, Where naught but the wind calls my name Freed from the burden of belief That I must preserve my body No sign of my passing Only the dust of man The cold rising mountain, the burning ice and grasping roots Scour all of the tombs We thought would remain Lonely mountain, grandest father of stone, Adorned in ice and roots cold echoes upon an eternal throne. Your majesty casts a great shadow Unceasing, impenetrable, on the fate of man. Ubiquitous melancholy, does mother feel thee?

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Demo. Rough recording during the week of July 20.

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released August 29, 2015

Words and music by SC and JB. Some words on From Roots to Ruin and Mons Absconditus by SB.

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