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The Mobius Hammersmith

by Dead Earth Politics

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1.
Runescarred 03:22
Horses foaming The greenest isle painted ruby red Backs are broken Beasts of burden carrying justice Sky is rising Priestesses bless children of the ground We await the embrace We are marked, we are chosen Falling to their knees - heads bowed in reverent prayer We accept their atonement - laying our blades to their necks in forgiveness We are Runescarred Blood is flowing The copper taste steadies our aim Heroes falling Martyred warriors, birth of gods Sky is falling Priests chant - blackness claims the foe This is the embrace The only heart they feel lay still Falling to their knees - heads bowed in reverent prayer We accept their atonement - laying our blades to their necks in forgiveness We are Runescarred Rising to our feet We rest reverent in death We accept our ascension Our names are inked upon the faces of the ages We are Runescarred
2.
His bellows spit forth the flame The ancient source of all that is war Charred hands bend and break the Alpha Omega Dancing lights, celestial dawns Pepper this work Melding the end to the start Uroboros spits - he is a slave Always succumbing Weld each tragic end Forger of all beginnings Calloused hands inlay the past upon the now Pliable destinies Ingots of what will be And scraps of what willbe once again Metal men adorned with failure Imperfect jewels of victory The hammersmith chooses his alloys well Perfectly tempered pain Weld each tragic end Forger of all beginnings Calloused hands inlay the past upon the now Bound by a malleable circle A twin noose for the necks of man The hammersmith cracks his anvil And is poised to swing again
3.
Pulse is pounding in my chest Feeding a heart that hates Target's sized up Cross-hairs lined up A twitch of a finger - a flight to the devil below Such cruel things fall to me Their weight in coin; a mortal fee Give me your silver and I'll guide them across Fear is racing in this chest Crushing a heart that weeps Strength is dried up Excuses tied up No judgement here - I merely cast off of the shore Such cruel things fall to me Their weight in coin; a mortal fee Give me your silver and I'll guide them across Such cruel things fall to me Balancing Broken Scales Their weight in coin; a mortal fee I am Charon - I am the dark Such cruel things fall to me Their weight in coin; a mortal fee They gave me silver, now I'll guide you...
4.
Fate has spread and blots the sun Ignored the Son now our time has come The weapons of man have nothing on mankind The blessing of blinding light heralds in the blackness A forsaken man – a forsaken warning Here we beg before the constructs of our own decay We fall before them We fall before these wretched things Our hands are cleansed once again The blood has been burned from the skin A baptism of atoms rains on our children’s flesh No choice, its all black and white Pray on your knees or the floor A forsaken world that loves itself no more Here we beg before the constructs of our own decay We fall before them We fall before these wretched things
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I am an omen heeded after running ashore When the jagged embrace of a mother takes what she will And erases the traces My voice is rarely heard Through screams you’ll hear these words It’s much too late You’ve already taken flight They all run screaming… Broad wings and distant shores A grackle perched above your door A vacant night to hide our flight Broad wings and distant shores A grackle perched above your door A vacant night to hide our flight Upon these wing we ride I am a warning heeded then blatantly ignored As the vipers in their disguises preach how to live And envelope the narrative Their tongues forever split Our wings forever clipped But it’s not too late to re-learn how to fly Screaming from reason… Broad wings and distant shores A grackle perched above your door A vacant night to hide our flight Broad wings and distant shores A grackle perched above your door A vacant night to hide our flight Upon these wings we ride No means to read the future Hindsight is always the clearest of the senses The wounds you bear; self-inflicted and sutured Let’s coerce the infections to burst Flame and fire mangle bone – upon these ashes we build our home Broad wings and distant shores A grackle perched above your door A vacant night to hide these lies Broad wings and distant shores A grackle perched above your door A vacant night to hide our flight Upon these wings we ride

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released March 3, 2017

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Dead Earth Politics Austin, Texas

From the soul of the Austin metal scene, Dead Earth Politics is a blade that cuts like no other. Having been compared to the likes of Lamb of God, Iron Maiden, Pantera and other legends, this band strikes at many cores. In 2013 Dead Earth Politics was honored with the Austin Chronicle's "Best Metal Band of 2012" award. With this in heart, DEP continues to perfect their craft and make great art! ... more

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