From birth indoctrinated
in certain paths of thinking
Define your soul by structures,
confined by preceding teachers
In vultures ways just swallow,
the depraved 'cos we are loyal
Lead like cattle through a maze
Tied in golden chains that where
hold so precious
Across the shoulders a yoke was laid
Intended to carry upon itself
the foundations of western civilization
Thought you where pulling truth ahead
But instead you laid everything to waste
Took gold and offered ashes
Dogmaties Paralies
Sink your mind into the box
Sing and rejoice,
lift your masters to the skies
Dogmaties Paralies
Sink your mind into the box
Sin and rejoice,
left your monsters to disguise
Narrow down your mind
and push yourself towards the cliff
Empowered by greed
and with lustful visions of sin
With ignorance lifted high
The yoke has come to let y'all die
Religion was a bringer of fortune
Embraced, consumed then used
We ate it to self-destruction
Damned to carry this yoke to self-denial
Force-fed upon rules written down
To form a society's escape route from freedom
Nightmares at midnight,
visions of hell
By feeding man with monsters
you were able to control
Made him a slave and raised yourself to the skies
Empowered by greed
and with lustful visions of sin
You took that which was his
and drained the remaining fragments
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Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego