Father of the Sky

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lyrics

Shall we let the sky decide?
Extensions of it’s skin pierce my face.
A dry dead night would end thine pain.
Yet there she stands and your life stream flows through my hands.
She remains to wither away her blistering fate while the sky demands.
There is no point in life if for nothing is how you stand.

I hear him as if he spoke with glee
​​I see him now with a wretched smile that forms from the tired clouds.
I will taste his heart.

There is a being who rules above.
No strings attached except unfathomed love.
Faceless, as it cries it rains.
Feeding and scrounging for a heaping sacrifice.
Nameless, as it screams it’s lightning strikes.
No less we mustn’t mistake this god for an abomination.

The timid girl shouts and digs her festered nails into the dirt.
Walls of filth.
Mud surrounds her as I tower above and laugh maniacally.
I will not be contained.
Yet still the rain doesn’t cease to pour upon the earth.
Oh lord, what could ruin such a night?

Nothing.
Nothing.

A metal rod stuck in the dirt.
To strike her down and prove her worth.
I fall to my knees and I praise her.
Another woman beside me; my daughter.
She lies deceased.
“Father will you please bring her back to me?
I swear to always be true.
If I pierce her through she’ll become a new form of herself.”

I hear him as if he spoke with glee.
I see him now with a wretched smile that forms from the tired clouds.
I will taste his heart.



Our father sends part of himself to resuscitate her from a hell like state of death.
Her eyes, those eyes I used to know.
They open wide.
Her pupils glow.

Resurrect.

Exhumed.
She looks alive but is surely still entombed.
This precious body that once belonged to my own kin.
Has been preserved with sin.

And yet another soul reclaimed her for it’s own.
“Fool. Have you forgotten my eternal rule?
The dead you used to love is a shell from my design.
Her body will do fine.
A piece of her is left alive as long as you survive.
Here you die.”
It’s mouth extends past it’s natural length.
Demon like in its efforts, its jawbone surely breaks.
A shrill flies past my face.
It’s blast is deafening.
Sending my skin so far away.

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from Mneumonik E​.​P., released March 22, 2016

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We are a progressive death metal band. Our music is crafted by combining the varied influences of each member and making something original.

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