Psalms Of Conscious Martyrdom

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Lyrics

SpiralComa

Sweet…
Slithering Slumber…
Silence was never golden …

The numbers and names
Shattered within this sphere
Memories and jaded dreams
Like a spine that embraced a biting spear

So sleep like a child
Ride the lunar tide
Dream like a child
Awaken from your coma

The faces and their frowns
Phantom sleep etched on your skin
Circus dance of spiral nightmares
Like a blade that lacerates your fears

I cannot find you
Your pain cannot heal you
I walk through the abyss of unnatural sleep
While angels waltz under peeling, wounded skies.
Tortured time…
Serenades but…
You can never hide those faces…
Hide those faces…

So sleep like a child
Ride the lunar tide
Dream like a child
Awaken from your coma

Punish me – I am dreaming
Punish me – I am feeding
And I wait for you
I will seek you
I will hunt you
I will break you
I will feast on you
There is nothing you can do

Sleep/ dream in pretty colors serene
Sleep/ drown in a dearth black sky of flies
Sleep/ opalescent spirits pass me by
Sleep/ for lost innocence personified

Purer (Libera Nos A Malo)

Purer than you are
Colder than you’ll ever be
broken while your burden’s measured
failure to fulfill your prerequisite

Purpose never drove me
inspiration never choked my muse
valiant upheaval
Can you pacify the restless beast within?

Can’t live up to your expectations
can’t face up to your infatuations
why lament for your degradation?

deeper than the frozen snow
hungry like a thousand wolves
sinner cast your only stone
I am purer, more than you

Taste this aberration fool
silent will belligerent still
stoked to hear your martyr praised

My catharsis, my holy cage
my catharsis, my holy cage

I am purer, more than you

Deeper than the frozen snow
hungry like a thousand waves
sinner cast your only stone
I am purer, more than you

Broken, hanging savior
silent will belligerent still
stoked to hear your martyr praised

My catharsis, my holy cage
my catharsis, my holy cage

I am purer, how I shed you
Libera Nos A Malo
I am purer, how I breathe you
Libera Nos A Malo

The Summoning Cry Of Aries

This kingdom falls…

And life fell when time seduced my soul
the flocks of eyeless children cling to save their orphaned hope

I’ve watched the conscience kill the soul
The Summoning Cry of Aries
I’ve seen every vision blackened and torn
The Summoning Cry of Aries

I am grieved by my weakness
I am grieved by my promises to feed my rage
I am grieved by my failures
I am grieved by my promises to feed my pain

I’ve watched the conscience kill the soul
The Summoning Cry of Aries
I’ve seen every vision blackened and torn
The Summoning Cry of Aries

I will not be led astray
I won’t let their future be my way
I will not be led astray
I won’t let their future be my way

I will not die
destiny’s spies
The Summoning Cry of Aries
I, I am denied thrice
destiny’s spies
The Summoning Cry of Aries

I will find you, I despise you
I will hunt you, I will find you

I am grieved by my weakness
I am grieved by my promises to feed my hate
I am grieved by my failures
I am grieved by my promises to feed my pain

I’ve watched the conscience kill the soul
The Summoning Cry of Aries
I’ve seen every vision blackened and torn
The Summoning Cry of Aries

I will not be led astray
destiny’s spies
The Summoning Cry of Aries
I, I am denied thrice
destiny’s spies
The Summoning Cry of Aries

The Summoning Cries
see the orphan is blind
The Summoning Cries
I, The Summoning Cries

Nothing

Chase the precious cycle
Twisted narration indefinite notion
From silence to sound, sound to bedlam
Nothing is certain… Nothing ever is

Fly…Drift…Soar…

The only certainties in life are the uncertainties

Regenerate this non – reflective paralysis
Ramifications of this astral journey

Out of the body, into the outer cosmic sphere
Out of the body, into the celestial conscious sphere

Chase the sacred miracle
Twisted illusion, subliminal delusion
From darkness to light, from light to sound
Nothing is certain… Nothing ever is

What are we becoming nothing
Peel the layers you will find something

Break your face to see the mirror
Hope lies splintered but encumbered and alone
While these feelings slowly ebb and flow
The only certainties in life are the uncertainties

Nothing is certain
Nothing ever is
Nothing is certain
Nothing ever is

A Dead Rose Wails For Light

Welcome to my sickest delusion I can’t decide;
Is this salvation or sacrifice?
We all run and we hide but the memories reminisce suicide
This bleeding soul is lost in an unmarked grave, wretched for father time
I know that no martyred savior will ever come to save me from my plight

No more fear, No more pain
No more faith to hold in ransom
No more fear, No more shame
No more faith to hold in ransom

Candles burn on winter fields as roses bloom and chariots chases the light
Angels hover in mud and filth; some demons can never be exorcized
I’ve turned the other cheek to sycophants and fools too many times
The salt of the world never raped these eyes – walk on water to test the tide

No more fear, No more pain
No more faith to hold in ransom
No more fear, No more rage
No more faith to hold in ransom

Candles burn on winter fields as roses bloom and chariots chases the light
The salt of the world never raped these eyes – walk on water to test the tide

No more fear, No more pain
No more faith to hold in ransom
No more fear, No more hate
No more faith to hold in ransom

A dead rose wails for light
Blossomed, reincarnated, divine
A dead rose wails for light

No more fear, No more pain

If Alpha Meets Omega
Od(d)yssey

Come, peer into the now
The future’s here – the future’s forever and never
Carry, your demons on your back
Apocalypse at hand my friend
Your passage of no return

The ritualistic voyage
Sacrosanct pilgrimage
Enraptured by disaster
Humanity’s ultimate decay

Dreamweaver shatters the flood gates
Welcome dear nightmare
Misery my vanity
Drowned in memories
Welcome to this, my humble abode

Step out of your shadow
Take this life back into your hands
Brothers of passions and sisters of solace
Echoes of eternity and their violent recourse

Dreamweaver shatters the flood gates
Welcome dear nightmare
Misery my vanity
Drowned in memories
Welcome to this, my humble abode

Come, peer into the now
The present’s here – the past is forgotten and buried
Carry, this cross upon your back
Judgment is at hand my friend
Your heaven is also your hell

Seasons of damnation
Thirst for obliteration
Enraptured by dementia
Humanity’s ultimate decay

Step out of your shadow
Take this life back into your hands
Brothers of passions and sisters of solace
Echoes of eternity and their violent recourse

March Of The Saints

Shut your eyes for they will burn
The sun will spit its charring rays
Whike the hoards begin their march
Shut your ears; for their drums will burst
The shouts and screams of the multitudes, prepare yourself
For the worst

Daylight will fade
Memories erased
Nothing remains
Fading to grey

More plagues to silence your suffering
March of the Gods – The March of the Saints

Shield your skin for it shall peel
See the hungry jackals come to tear you limb by limb
Burn the day, darkened light
Feed those thirst memories that come to haunt your life

Daylight will fade
Memories erased
Nothing remains
Fading to grey

More plagues to silence your suffering
March of the Gods – The March of the Saints

I will not be led astray again
I will not be led astray again

Come cast your shadow before me
Isn’t it flesh so unworthy?
Time and space have now betrayed me
Lost forever in a black hole reverie

Story

Psalms of Conscious Martyrdom launched in June 2010 was the first extreme musical full length released via a local Record Label M Entertainment. The band’s 3rd album garnered the ensemble worldwide acclaim with the album landing on Year End Lists as a Top 10 Favorite from the US and UK to Australia, Germany, France and Italy to name a few. Psalms of Conscious Martyrdom stands at the zenith among the band’s most intricate and brutal work showcasing an act at the top of their game fusing their love for Prog/Thrash/Speed/Technical Death/Power Metal with Eastern and Sri Lankan rhythms and arrangements epitomizing Pure Sri Lankan Metal even getting the attention of Ian Wright and being featured on the Discovery Channel. The album spawned live favourites ‘Spiral Coma’, ‘A Dead Rose Wails for Light’, ‘PuRer (Libera Nos A Malo), the prog opus anthem ‘March of the Saints’, ‘Nothing’ and ‘The Summoning Cry of Aries’ was produced and engineered by Ozzie Nugara at Q Audio.

Psalms Of Conscious Martyrdom

Title : Hollow Dreams
Release Date : June 27, 2013
Format : CD