Toward The Throne - Vowed To Decline [Full Album 2021]

Lyrics to Vowed To Decline [Full Album 2021] by Toward The Throne

Tracklist: 01. Opposed (In Every Way) All around, you're walking like the dead, in the pursuit of nothingness. The ground creaks under the weight of your uselessness, gnawed by sadness and hate. / I smell ignorance in your eyes, but you can't stop spreading lies. / We're no fellows! (In any way!) Though I've tried, despite my pains, no matter how, we're opposed in every way. / Disunited to defy, you still can't stop spreading lies! 02. Neogenesis In the glory of your mind, we'll set the fire. Your conception of life is leading to crime. / Bury the bodies like everything's fine. We carry the heaven, and we'll be doing it right. / We are the seeds of genesisthe ones that you murder, now carry your crimes. 03. In The Name Of Salvation You have no faith in destiny. I got no chance in the pictures I see. A bloodless flesh in atrophy. The saddened ends in apathy. Kill the rest, delight the guilt. Keep away reality. Be the one you've always been, forget the life you've planned to live. / Run away from quandary, you never proved your bravery. Feared, in jealousy, I've always been your enemy. See the truth, delight the guilt. Keep away reality. Taste my potency, forget the life you've planned to live. / Violence: that's all I ever see. Silence: that's all I need to hear. In the name of salvation. 04. The Ashes Of Pain Not a wound, such an eon, I bury the ashes of pain. / These feelings still engraved in my spirit inflamed, led to harm. I wished I could keep them alive, unbroken, not like a punishment. / You ruined them! You messed up all the good times we spent together. You failed it! You filled these memories with your childish fury, your hate, forever! / Symbols of hate. Symbols of pain. / You sowed the ashes of pain. Every grain, buried down. Your raised the kingdom of rain. Every stone, burning down. / This evil still awake as a pursue my fate, strewn with pitfalls. I wished I could emerge unscathed, but my spirit still roar. / Symbols of hate. Your ghouls above my head! Symbols of pain. Your bleary ghost is my cross! 05. Still, Denial You twisted the blade so many times, I ran out of patience to pretend. My days are timed by fears. I try as I might, I can not find any word to release. / You've lit up the flame a hundred times. I still can not see clearly in your mind. What should I say, vowed to decline. I may have flaws, but I am who I am. / Despair, deepest hopes collapse. It's prowling still, denial. 06. Per Ignes Mortuus They may have been right to believe in a prolonging, while our bodies are nothing but flesh to mutilate. They may have been right to pray for better days, as I see no hope's allowed from today. / They may have been right to try to convince themselves of altruism, while I look at you, and then you look at me, as perfect strangers. They may have been right. / Because in the end, we'll all be falling down in the same coffin, sinisterly dead. 07. From Contempt To Graves Revel in living on its own, a smile has never been a crime. No heir to the throne to make thus human beings. / No glory in your preconceived system, no faith in the future of your mind. / From contempt to graves. Ignite the consciences, revive the sentence lost! From contempt to graves. / We fear the other, rejecting how we're born. Formatted, influenced, condemned to crush! / No glory in your preconceived system, no faith in the future of your mind. No shame to crush your fellowmen, no pity to trick the lion's share. 08. The Sorrow Life! From what you've made of it, is a poison, is an empty field. It is in everything around us, a fantasy, the screens, the grids, what you call ethics! Reality, as you know it, is a veil of smoke. Neither your deeds, nor your beliefs are yours. You are the puppet of a spirit made from scratch. / A pile of cells. You're spreading fear, as you can't control it. Your life is wretched! Your mind is no less. You are the puppet of a spirit made from scratch. / The role of know-it-all, the sense of being right. The truth, in your eyes, but it comes from their mind. The truth is in your eyes, but it comes from their mind. / Your end is near, but makes no sense at all. Embrace the sorrow! 09. The Sower Of All Our Beings Instinct! Is all we got to carry you. As we're facing all the seedings of your filthy greed. Enemy of the father, son and holy spirit, your conspiracy is leading us... To fear! / Let's be the sower of all our beings! Locking up your siblings in a narrow steer. We stand! A quiet crowd, creeping wide. And we can see without the prism of lying. / A quiet crowd, creeping wide. We're waiting in our lairs to burn. A million minds of working hands. We won't fold under the pressure of your dogmas. / As we bury our own death grief. Let's be the sower of all our beings. / A quiet crowd, creeping wide. A million minds of working hands. / Instinct is all we got to carry you. As we're facing all the seeds. Enemy of the father, son and holy spirit, your conspiracy won't lead us to betray our tears. / As we bury our own death grief. Let's be the sower of all our beings. 10. The Inevitable Trail Of The Fall What's the sense of your pending lives? I see your future receding. Now your strengths are too weak to fight, what will you keep from these years of labor? Years of opportunities wasted, a survival made of work and time. What's your meaning of happiness? Was it worth it to live it? / My time has come to defend your name. Am I strong enough to see you falling away? / The trail to the downfall. We're all trapped within. The trail to the downfall. Am I strong enough to see you falling away? 11. Blown Dust: A Pointless Story [Instrumental]