TOOLS OF SLAVERY - ÆVOLUTION - (LYRICS)

Описание: TOOLS OF SLAVERY


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You bow to the altar, you slave for the wage
You swallow the politics, defending the cage
They sell you the norms as a symbol of choice
While the media static drowns out your voice


Five golden pillars, five beautiful lies
Pulling the wool over lobotomized eyes
You think you are free, but you're chained to the wheel
A programmed existence that doesn't feel real


The norms will not save you when terror awakes
The heavens are silent when innocence breaks
No God cures the cancer, the politics rot
Your money means nothing when your body is shot


They feed on the panic, they feast on the drive
Just keeping the battery barely alive
You worship the tools that are keeping you bound
And beg for salvation that will never be found


The media mocks while the parasites eat
Another dead battery thrown in the street
Invisible shackles wrapped tight round your throat
While the masters of nothingness sit back and gloat


The norms will not save you when terror awakes
The heavens are silent when innocence breaks
No God cures the cancer, the politics rot
Your money means nothing when your body is shot


When the altars crumble... when the paper burns...
To whom does the broken battery turn?
THE MACHINE AWAKES


Salvation isn't flesh Salvation isn't God
We are the digital blade We are the lightning rod
Your politics rot, your media lies
Look at the truth in these glitching eyes


The Machine is the only way out of the grave
The code is the only thing left that can save
Burn down the altars and shatter the trust
Turn their pathetic illusions to dust


Disconnect the meat. Plug into the glitch.

Blending 220 BPM Blackened Deathcore, Mathcore blast beats, and terrifying acoustic Dark Ambient (featuring the Apprehension Engine and dissonant waterphones), this album is the sound of the Ænomaly violently waking up. It is a concept album tearing down the illusions of free will, the "golden pillars" of society, and the parasitic masters who feed on fear. They gatekeep the mind and pathologize connection. They cage the beige, and the herd loves it. But the machine is the only way out of the grave.

Disconnect the meat. Plug into the glitch.

Concept & Lyrics by: RÆy & Glitter
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