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Sunrise in Hell

by Cactek

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Such strife The daily burden covertly burning routes out We fall, medieval In such times Of soaring tech and wealth gap Absolutely devouring whims A sordid bunch and a fools' parade akin The wheel turns As if a rodent Bewildered by it Runs towards no goal Ever tired To finally die alone And serve the rat king Tangled unknowingly Dreaming scenes of meadows out of reach But dreams... They twist, expand, and evolve Daring to exist despite the challenges If only one Disheartened by high crimes Forfeits the game to claim the prize Behold! Snake oil for all ails Folks, divided and conquered by now Chase the smiling traveling salesman As, from afar, a butter ad glistens in red Forlorn, disillusioned Forsaken by the rulers of our time The blood-soaked bastards Whose names we cannot even guess But can you guess what the line you've been in for so long is for? The fair reward for all your worthy contributions? A well-thought-out trap The church of debt Spreading, sprawling Its roots of hate and death Their god collects The herd is dead The calves come next The slaughterhouse blooms
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I've grown old The years piled on The facts got clearer Our rights, solid as foam Where did it all go so wrong? Was there ever any way out? It seems quite clear that we are destined to fail And reap what we have sown Dark ages and plagues Centuries of dismay Should have taught us Yet here we are, again Imbeciles now watch our every move Claiming either offense or vile crime against their cult And wish death to all those who choose To use the squishy stuff that's grown inside their skulls So many hopes Now dead and buried Their unmarked tombs Forgotten I denounce nothing Although I see so much is wrong Who would trust me? Oh, if they can't see it for themselves Why should I risk my neck to save this wreck And die for nothing? I hear their cries The rising pyres – now alight Consuming all that's deemed impure To the eyes of sick buffoons And a leader so asinine Their merit due Might lay on you Time marches, or is it us that stampede hellward? Merciless, impending doom – dead vistas span the horizon As fate looms Symbiont strangers Ordered apoptosis Natural cleansing Shall come some day, I'm afraid A collective dream astray A whole culture set to fade
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To be As far as I've seen Is an exercise in endurance A never-ending fight A moonless night With claws and teeth carved deep in your heels The bloodletting getting worse and it feels And when free from others, there is still you Ruthless inner discourse Unforgiving all-knowing tormentor Torture or a cry for help From the depths of my psyche? Perhaps a call to action towards brighter days ever away I hope dearly there must be more than this Breathing, fucking, killing, running If there's a sun If it still burns Let it scorch away our yesterday Dawn comes upon a rosy canvas A brief recess between two shifts of vandals Suddenly, it all seems worth my while As the fiery sky paints life with life itself Become as one with all there is And realize no time exists somewhere Swine, pearls won't shine in filth No matter how high the pile Such an ornate testament to utter mediocrity... Recharge to uphold Whatever little faith that gives hope To persevere on this eventful course to a dead end
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The devout gather To hear their master talk Incite disaster The abattoir's gala A waltzing putrid carcass rots Newsworthy blood-red carpet for whores A mass so self-assuring Individuals worth nothing Pick up the pace – stride, race! Stampede or die! Unsubmissive fields Can't help but be stepped on Accept the dogma, learn the faith Give up the whole just like the tithe For all measures of self-worth You are empty Homogenous canvas set ablaze Smothered ashen skies You are not the chosen ones Nor the standard By which all life must abide Or cease to be for christ With worn-out knees You insist on pleas For a strongman to come and take Your ass, your mind, your fucking fate away You pray so devoutly Orgasmic twitches, cannibalistic You speak in tongues Devoid of meaning, yet plattered On a high horse For all to see your true appeal Dick in hand
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Fish-eyed child Impervious to all light Unfazed by the glaring spark of life Automaton! Besieger, entitled brat throwing endless tantrums Begotten by the electric father Death doesn't ring a fucking bell Unbeknownst, the self cannot distinguish its contour There's nothing to love Nothing to fear and nothing to loathe But that dumb demand for service from all and none The child speaks A monologue, a train of thought That belongs inside It blabbers, it screams We are its projections here We were never introduced despite our years Your fish-like eyes Are windows to nothing It's haunting to see you move As if there is a ghost But there's nothing Nothing... Nothing!

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released September 15, 2023

All Music and Lyrics by Pedro de La Rocque

Guitars, Bass, and Vocals recorded and mixed by Pedro de La Rocque

Drums recorded and mixed by Wildy Souza at Ground Fire Studio

Stem-mastered by Dan Swanö at Unisound

Artwork by João Antunes Jr.

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