Dvne - Etemen Ænka [The Best Progressive Metal Album]

Lyrics to Etemen Ænka [The Best Progressive Metal Album] by Dvne

Tracklist: 01. Enûma Eliš Dust falls on the old Blackened cloaks ofsreei blaze on the wind. Inferno purifies the unadarned. Brazen hounds. Feared were the hounds. Their lore surpassed our creed. the tindalos. Flesh and machine synthesised. Augment. Endure. Triumphant hounds. Lords standing victorious. Eternals. Embrace the turning of winds. Lodes Rising. Embrace the turning of winds. Tempest Rising. 02. Towers March forth through ghost cities. Enforced edification. The river of exiles deserts the ashes. Leaves lifeless debris. A vista of footprints spread before us. A pilgrimage of indentured spirits. We cling to the promise of gifts we shall never receive. For the unborn. ln dust, in blood, colossus Stones birthed. Generations of labour ignite. Distant ray oflight. Gold forged and gleaming. Ascending. We dig out mountains to the sky. Flourishing. From quarries of serpentine Tinos' pillars arise. Foundations of greater times. Symbol of our might. An undertaking for my kin. We build castles to the sky. Flourishing Brick by stone by bold libation. Ziggurats. Gilted ossuary tolling. Grand sepulcher. Lifted earth. Azure conquered Enlighten. Honour. As towers reach up to the stars, shadows lengthen into the light. Eclipse of noble edifice. Penumbral healing of our scars. 03. Court Of The Matriarch We tread paths of marble, prodigious spirals. Through arches we glimpse true glory The city, radiant, rivals Suraya. Holy. Etemenae. Outshine the starlight. We built true glory. In plates of ivory and byzantine await celestial paladins. A divine court. The Gatekeeper presides. We best of kind. Ezos Liniari. We best of kind. Ezos Transcendere. The Matriarch. The Alpha. The Architect of dawn eternal. Our worth affirmed We earned our thrones amongst gods Freed from our mortal shells We'll lead our kind to the gates of Aenka Ezos Eyota Valere Ezos 04. Weighing Of The Heart [Instrumental] 05. Omega Severer A thousand threads enfold before me One thousand strands of gold I soar to new planes Stunning singularity A righteous cessation I am nameless yet others name me. An Epithet to fathom. I live on the wind Grandeur I no longer need Once Sigma, Severed Now Omega, Deserved A mortal state, Obsolete New paradigm, Divine Yumathir Assidēre Limina Anubi Anubi eros sublime Eahtatene. Ammit. Eahtatene. Maikoho trascendere Eyota transcendere With vacant eyes And empty shells They hold their spears With no will to yield As time kneeled down Our myth of merit And grandeur for us all The myth of lies An obscured reality The sacrifice of the Shudra Omega Severed 06. Adræden [Instrumental] 07. Sì-XIV Incessant passing of seasons. Harvest grown stale. Oligarchs transform Harudo. Oligarchs mercy rurns pale. Impaired cornucopia, oathless and ignored. Virtual illusion, synthetic elation. Wretched cabled and sure, divine myths endure. In soothing dreams of silk, electrically induced joy. Fragile euphoria my shelter. Plebeian addiction, a shallow asylum. Worthless haven of chaos; sanctified. Dimensions unfold; in layered daze. My mind of shards; labyrinthine. Cybernetic martyr. Collective martyr. 08. Mleccha Awake to be awoken. A new dream outwidth dreams. The substantial actuality; meaning and purpose, newly found humanity. Remove oneself from synthetic light, from catacombs of heart and mind. Into forested freedom, Meaning and purpose, clean air and clarity, Awake. Sheltered. Breathe. Pivotal connection to our own future; Their mirages we no longer pursue. No birthright to uphold. No sovereignty to chase. Victims of their own egos and an unquenched thirst to rise. Andromeda captured their glare, but the stars they won’t possess. As ambitions fall from grace the lands no longer sustain. Illusions unshrouded. Depleted and strained. As the Dakhmas roar, stranded, we face our fate. On vanity they rise. Towards their delusive vision. 09. Asphodel Behold my child, the braken fields, the land that mourns for trees. Become my dear, the first and last, the guardian of vows. Listen my child, and face the west, attend the storms arrival. Remember dear, the oaths we took, and tell your child the same. 10. Satuya Black dust proclaims cyclonic waves. Lodos screaming. Vales of arcus advance. Reclaimed weeds torn from dead roots Storms speak decrees. Wreck. Create. Lords speak decrees. Visions whole. Satuya Exudes Eletva