Urkraft - The True Protagonist [Full Album 2022]

Lyrics to The True Protagonist [Full Album 2022] by Urkraft

Tracklist: 01. Uforskyldte Sår Vi spørger de faldne til råds Og lader de sårede lide Et nederdrægtigt slag er tabt Og tid vil skære kødet dybt Men hvis lyset brænder Det sande Jeg er nyt Og moderkagen endelig størknet De forbanede og de sårbare Renser uforskyldte sår De fortabte vil famle i blinde Mens de forvitrer år for år Send mit legeme til mit barndomshjem Og lad verden gå sin gang Mådehold, pligt og retfærdighed Er den fortabte borgers rettergang Mens den sovende vogters embede Kvæles i tandhjulenes knusende empati Vi står med afstand til hinanden I rækker af rådden eufori De forbanede og de sårbare Renser uforskyldte sår De fortabte vil famle i blinde Mens de forvitrer år for år Send mit legeme til mit barndomshjem Og lad verden gå sin gang Mådehold, pligt og retfærdighed Er den fortabte borgers rettergang Intens og kvalm - et afkast af din sjælefred Tag din plads i køen til offerhøjen Hvor dit fortyndet blod vil sprøjte ned Det er slet ikke hvad jeg havde ventet af tilværelsen og livet Hvordan skal jeg tilpasse mine drømme og er mit håb om storhed berettiget? Nu vil jeg spidse den sidste tand jeg har og forsone mig med fordærvet føde Leve med dybe sår på dybe år Og mærke min krop indvendigt bløde Hvan fanden blander du dig for?! Kig indad og se Du presser mig? Du presser mig! Forblød, forblød, forbløde Send mit legeme til mit barndomshjem Og lad verden gå sin gang Mådehold, pligt og retfærdighed Er den fortabte borgers rettergang De forbanede og de sårbare Uforskyldte sår Uforskyldte sår 02. The True Protagonist Yeah As the parties collide Huah The true protagonist is left behind The barber swings his rusty cutting tool Bloodstained postiche on the woven cloth And the mob goes wild Immortal demons shine through a milk-white froth So to be consistent, to walk the cutting edge Huah Hang your guts from the leather's edge Easy meat Appreciated by the less of human beings Cut the meat A full religious retreat The barber swings his rusty cutting tool Bloodstainеd postiche on the woven cloth And thе mob goes wild Immortal demons shine through a milk-white froth Easy meat Appreciated by the less of human beings Cut the meat Stripped without consent Yeah, systematic campaign of abuse Huah, demands retaliation for the clamped For the clamped 03. I Got Blood Irrelevant love Detached and lenient Straight from the cradle to the pit You should endorse the simple violence of scold Moral terror Let judgement brutally and truly unfold Irrelevant love Recognize the anger I am warfare, I am blind There's a darkness hauling my limps I am less of a man than before I was born Sobbing with the venomous king Ethical abash Unethical thrash I got blood Lots of blood I move in the shadows and all I see is red Blood Trapped in blood Cloud the sun and lеt me bleed out The streets are foxholеs full of murderers With black flags displaying their fear Come on, fix your bayonets The real hate is present and near Ethical abash Unethical thrash Deprivation seems to motivate Fornication, ease the bursting hate 04. I Bring Nothing To The Table An abortion of bonds All bones are liquid You swallow your amputated scrotum The reproductive structure Of bone dust and chalk falling off in flakes They see your weakness Accept that this was never about anything But violent fornication, we are all gods I bring nothing to the table Sacrificially incompetent I bring nothing to the table Degrading myself in mud, in rust Exploring a bleakness beyond our lust Scarlet and caked in clay Our husks dissolved Baking in the scorching light of day I am left at the feet of humiliation Still I despise the way of my fathers So I am dragging my own disaster Is this the place I want to be? I bring nothing to the table Sacrificially incompetent I bring nothing to the table Incompetent Condemning my image in mud, in rust Inherited weakness beneath my lust We are scarlet and caked in clay Our husk dissolved Burning in the scorching light of day 05. The Human Resignation Centuries of looking in the wrong direction For prey, prey, prey Victims of their own imperfection In harm's way Parenthood is never given nor earned As the human resignation Your privilege is not your right So climb your cross Unselfishness in fortitude And accept your given loss Re Reset Regression Regression Contaminated human desolation Parenthood should not be regarded as a right Re Reset Regression Regression Society provides your redemption For natural discards From your absent ejaculation Through synthetic graveyards 06. The Burden Without A Name Torn from the womb Ripped from the pure line Inherited And cast into gore Mutilated A descending sacrifice Finally humiliated And kept in pain Call it a war A full projected illness And a push for every fall Every demon leads the passage Without motion it will crawl A phantom reach the other side Maltreated and deranged From an ancient primate To the son of a god Sons of rejected Of the bone and a malevolent call There is light on the path that leads straight to the pit You see scratch marks and nails and blood on the wall The distant creator is no father of dogs It's a barren and howling idea Rebuke your god, rebuke your god Provoked by the thickening blood Endure what was never a choice Through caves infinite to man Replicate, replicate Cells divide and multiply Parallels of horror Degenerate By the barrel of a gun Call it a war 07. Well Intentioned Sons Pay attention to the hand that will teach you rationale And take part in the staging of your sanity A choice between the gutter and the pit of your rapture For everyone to question their normality Is this truth your own? How would you even know? How would you even know? In a ruin shaped as gravestones where the gravel drowns The seed and rust drips from the statues of our fathers Agitation flames your skin and leaves you asking for consent Victory is the inheritance behind us Is the truth your own? How would you evеn know? How would you even know? And so it begins Hooks molеsting, stretching Twisting till they rip Rip the authoritative bandage off of the wound Look at us now Well intentioned sons Become our undesirable fathers In the undisputed vacuum only terror will survive It will hurt me more than it will hurt you Feel the pressure from the teeth When community prevails Bite it hard or bite your poor solitude Is the truth your own? How would you even know? How would you even know? 08. Go, Get Your Bones One split second, one split second Eliminate, degenerate One split second, one split second Crack the shell and let it bleed Limited empathy in solitude Close the gate, close the gate Pointy armors gratitude Control the hate, feel the hate One split second, one split second Moralize with dirt between your teeth One split second Demonize your love Limited еmpathy in solitude Close the gatе, close the gate Pointy armors gratitude Control the hate, feel the hate Go, get your bones And point them to The empty sky The pain I've known Was lenient And merciful One split second, one split second Your broken line in a glimpse Clear the ground for the fall Taste the darkness ever since Be satisfied Climb your cross Unavoidable carnage Be satisfied Jump right in You will thank yourself for mischief This is your debt 09. Changing Manscape I'm going to use my strength in vain It's my temper I need to restrain Fool My anger displays the balance in me I would never reach a ten My belt is past but the lion prevails My blood will be boiling again It's better to scream than to silently pass On issues that never will die My fist is past but the beast is hard The uncertainty of an unsaid goodbye I'm emotionally deranged You point out my weakness but hide your own To discriminate is your sole intent I reject the prescribed character smile And social embodiment "Respect the cock" is a metaphor A millennial degradation The final none-gender revolt is outrageous 'Cause they don't know if they mean it The temper I need to restrain Reclaim your inheritance Reclaim illusions of male demise Reclaim your purpose Reclaim and arise The temper I need to restrain Reclaim your inheritance Reclaim this cosmic mutiny Reclaim illusions of male demise Reclaim your tragic destiny The brutal truth, millennials The brutal truth, millennials 10. Prepare The Flesh I teach a lesson of undeniable truth Prepare the flesh for forthcoming dispute I've paid in blood, I’ve paid the price But instead of warning I criticise Walk my past I know no better than simple fear Almost every sense of reason has disappeared Don't you look for my acceptance You'll have to deal with psychological inheritance Our retribution Hauled by vicious men Salt dry I penetrate where it hurts the most For resilience My spear is my pen I decapitate the dominant with his eyes closed We will retaliate your feast day Retaliate your feast day Your patron’s disbelief Beheaded by the learned Baptised in fatherly blood Reconcile your yearning to dominate With your will to gain power Walk my past 11. We Can’t Recognize A broken mind cast into fear I clear the darkened space There is no real motivation On your lowered face A scene of pride, a scene of fear The actors know the end is near On the broken stage the play is grim A scene of violence from hell within The joy is based on sufferings Of the damned We see the fragile moves And feel the cunning banned At the gates We can't recognize A scene of pride, a scene of fear The actors know the end is near A quarrel meets the reasoning A drop from every move Inappropriate trust is replaced by Disrespect and disapprove We can't recognize A scene of pride, a scene of fear The actors know the end is near On the broken stage the play is grim A scene of violence from hell within