The Xebellian Triangle - At the Banks of the Rubicon [Full Album 2022]

Lyrics to At the Banks of the Rubicon [Full Album 2022] by The Xebellian Triangle

Tracklist: 01. Spawn Of Ungoliant Monstrosity, upon their stilts, a hunger never satisfied; Gargantuan, yet silent wraith. Her tusks of poison unfurl from searching mandibles. The forest creaks, rotten and bleak. Strangling in the silk, her banquet tries to flee. The limbs quiver, then drop; toxins induce rigidity. As in life, so in death, we are flies caught in a web. We are food for a predator; immobilized, we die this night. Careless, we have wandered, Sarcophagi are woven in the shade of The Queen. Tall trees are our minarets, we call to praise her spinnerets. Foolish we were to run from the eight-legged Goddess Of Death. Hoisted high from the woodland floor, our Empress wants to feed; Thousands of corpses on display. Is it a travesty, to marvel at this majesty When devourment is fucking nigh? Pedipalps reveal what she desires: Consume the ripe; the most succulent. As in life, so in death, we are flies caught in a web. We are food for a predator; immobilized, we die this night. Careless we have wandered, Sarcophagi are woven in the shade of The Queen. Tall trees are our minarets, we call to praise her spinnerets. Foolish we were to run from the eight-legged Goddess Of Death. Internals are liquefied and all that's left is just a husk. Proboscis laps up the human nectar; every morsel of the slop. As in life, so in death, we are flies caught in a web. We are food for a predator; immobilized, we die this night. Careless we have wandered, Sarcophagi are woven in the shade of The Queen. Tall trees are our minarets, we call to praise her spinnerets. Foolish we were to run from the eight-legged Goddess Of Death. 02. This Cursed Lineage Marked for eternity by covenants with the obscene This lycan heart trapped in blackest of nocturnal dreams The darkness beckons me into the stillness of the night And to the clearing it implores This starless evening shall play host to most unholy practice I'm but the Dark One's wolven whore Before his altar I shed this human husk Assuming a most malignant form With claw and fang, I claim the object of my lust Four-legged horror filled with scorn Before my ebon throne the creatures born of darkness bow Worshipping my blasphemous reign I preach through canine teeth of murder and despair To drown this worthless human race in pain Stalking the woods, a carnal hunger grows within These jaws carnivorous, they ache for flesh again Betraying the beaten path of dirt for cobblestone To the hearth of man I trot with haste The distant torchlight glow guides me on my crusade To rid the earth of living waste This canine brow, branded with the hated pentagram Allegiance to the shadows sworn A suckling babe I sense, nursing in the candlelight Delightful is the thought of feasting on the newly born Before my ebon throne the creatures born of darkness bow Worshipping my blasphemous reign I preach through canine teeth of murder and despair To drown this worthless human race in pain Unafflicted by the crucifix above the door God's hand defends you nevermore Before my ebon throne the creatures born of darkness bow Worshipping my blasphemous reign I preach (I preach) through canine teeth of murder and despair To drown this fucking human race in pain In pain 03. Dracarys A tolling behests a merciful breath from strangling scorn Disconnect; recollect; stoke the pain inside this tortured mind so full of loss Commence my disastrous excursion To strike down false allies who revel in their cowardice I pave my path forward I lay down the stones to gaze from the precipice of my self-made hell If revenge is a rolling stone, let it demolish thine existence from this unforgiving Earth Thine innocence is futile to its destructive path; raze it all! Bathe me in fire, my hubris undenied Patagia-winged phoenix: arise once more to fly I long no more for justice; this rage is all that is left I pledged to break the wheel, and yet I turn it forward waging my war My first taste of retribution; most enticing The sound of cravens screaming "spare me please!" Further pushing the pebble of guilt, overshadowed by the boulders of rage I offer you an ultimatum; bend the knee, or die (Or die) Bathe me in fire, my hubris undenied Patagia-winged phoenix: arise once more to fly My directive is vengeance; I blaze an oft-traveled path Heed not the plea to rise above; I spread inferno burning bridges once more Can't shake the feeling Blood red rage and anxiety Feverish with vengeance Fall away; I'll make it on my own Oh, my love, how I wish you were here They, the ones I destroyed, defending my pride brought only more strife They, the ones I once spared, presenting them peace betrayed it in spite So let it be fear I am the pyre on which you burn They, the ones that I trust to stand by my side, all left me behind They, the ones that I love, with fear in their eyes are twisting the knife Bathe me in fire, my hubris now denied (Now denied) Patagia-winged phoenix: ashes forever, never to take flight Oblivion awaited from the start of this road So tread upon it carefully, of this I forebode Maleficence is Schweitzer-esque when rolled like a stone Proud violet eyes will fade to black 04. Confirmed I am the warrior bent on cleansing; the keyboard is my sword I am the one unravelling the tapestry, re-sewn to fit my plot I am the saint who dies for purity, forcing false-martyrdom I am the shepherd mocking the sheep, though matted is my wool They, so-called enlightened Wage a hidden war Fear their sole agenda Misdirecting the undirected Cry wolf at all ye creatures Whose leash I do not control Construct the Armageddon Listen to this tangent told I tell you truth, you know not what you think This world is pulled on strings by secret masters Don't ask me how I know... the proof is in this rambling And though it's self-fulfilled, acknowledge this conspiracy confirmed Your laughter doth try me I am the one with third eye opened; and so should be your mind I am the one with all the answers, but your questions blasphemy I demonize all those who doubt me; my opinion should be fact I condemn your own free will; your thoughts should be my own I tell you truth, (I tell you truth) you know not what you think (What you think) This world is pulled on strings (Strings) by secret masters Don't ask me how I know... the proof is in this rambling And though it's self-fulfilled, this is conspiracy confirmed Question my sanity 05. Zerstöre Die Schwarze Sonne You need to choose Complacency emboldens further horrors The house of stick and strawman you dub "neutral" is built on swampland Build up your castle, and hide amongst the peat Ignore the stench - the rot - the bodies falling at your feet Gaze into the mass grave, recognizance for your indifference The mire is churning with the faces you once held acquaintance We said "Never Again" a thousand-fold in as many place It won't begin with reloaded guns, but a score of chanting faces I beside my kindred; the He's, the She's, and They's We are of any race, we are of many path, and we stand as one this day Zerstöre die Schwarze Sonne: Destroy the fascist way The blood-inked book of history expanded with "agree to disagree" Our hearts are not innately filled with scorn Systemically our minds are reprogrammed for hatred Always charismatic are the ones who plant the seed They sow with vitriol, and oppression's what they reap Course-correct the future; it's written in the past The signs are all before you, the outcome still on track Bare minimum what's needed; A couple words and tact It's not a lot to ask of one, to not stab us in the back I beside my kindred; the He's, the She's, and They's We are of any race, we are of many path, and we stand as one this day Zerstöre die Schwarze Sonne: Destroy the fascist way Look beyond the narrow scope of solely "I" and "Me" Stand as one this day I beside my kindred; the He's, the She's, and They's We are of any race, we are of many path, and we stand as one this day Zerstöre die Schwarze Sonne: Destroy the fascist way Let sonder be a guiding light in the abyss of enmity Zerstöre die Schwarze Sonne! Destroy the Black Sun Stand with conviction against the infestation We meet you at this crossroad And while you claim to only be the devil's advocate A fairer world fights to be born 06. Of Toil, And Promnesia I wake up; I sigh, dismayed Another day to pour it all down the drain I lie down; I've long lost count of all the years that feel like yesterday There is a void behind my sunken eyes Blurred thoughts of my passions and of my dreams far beyond the event horizon The soul shredder; the great unmaker Of all that I could become To be a cog in an ouroboric death-machine The latest update is to eat the ones that make it function Ravenous hunger rips all asunder Write-off the ghosts as a necessary sacrifice No qualms with the concept of failure No cries for the absence of silver spoons This adversity is a recurring itch I've long scratched to a gaping wound Of toil and promnesia is another day we're forced to throw away One more defeat to rinse/repeat, for the scraps we've been tossed have been given on loan Is this all there is I keep searching for greener pastures There can't only be desolation Where is the pay-off; the fruit of my labor Perpetuation of desperation One step forward, a thousand back The fucking stress of it all gives me a heart attack My grey matter's oil: now light it aflame The corporate combustion engulfing my brain I've long been at end of my shortened rope So kick out the chair, because I'm all out of hope I'm all out of hope Of toil and promnesia is another day we're forced to throw away One more defeat to rinse/repeat, as we work to the bone digging our eternal home 07. Bloodwatcher This morbid propensity to witness calamity Began when one day I did see A car strike a tree, oh so violently How the occupants did scream and pray Glass shards puncture tender flesh Bone fragments exposed from the wound As flames engulfed their unconscious forms I was enraptured This is lifes greatest pleasure The spoils of disaster In lieu of horror I feel only glee A place on Earth carved solely for me The shrieks of agony A symphony composed of the obscene Spontaneous occurrences of violence are my pornography Witnessing in fire the ending of life the crowning moment I watch the railcars spectrally begging derailment Orgasmic is the thought; my symphoric fantasy This is lifes greatest pleasure The spoils of disaster In lieu of horror I feel only glee A place on Earth carved solely for This is lifes greatest pleasure The spoils of disaster In lieu of horror I feel only glee A place on Earth carved solely for me 08. The Living Autopsy The discharge floweth forth from rancid puncture wounds Oceans of ichor drench the confines of this torture room Bottomless lacerations painted upon thine sculpted flesh How beauteous the human form before the threshold of death Oh, immaculate are the workings beneath the skin But so orgasmic is the termination of life within The living autopsy upon the gurney writhes An anatomical delight Only such agony shall make a whole of me Bile putrefying innards, ripening before my eyes Caressing your pale porcelain visage The mastication of the rot brings forth a climax The saw teeth gnaw away at the vertebrae Freeing my prize from its somatic captor The living autopsy upon the gurney writhes (writhes) An anatomical delight (delight) Only such agony shall make a whole of me Rigid corpse upon the slab, bloodless and decapitated 'Neath my feet you soon shall rest, slumbering in the black abyss The wretched sacrament now complete 09. Felo De Se Tighten the noose, holding your breath Rely on this rope; you forfeit Your life away in this moment Ending it all with a single step Faster and faster you fall Rope mangling your neck and all Weaker, and weaker, you feel Life given to you, you steal Daemons drag your phantom shell Abyss awaits with more to tell Your selfish sin; a life so worn Breathe in the hellfire and feel reborn Broken hearts adorn your death A lifeless love you are to them Teardrops start to fall into Your suicide-laden casket Fall - Inner peace awaits Fall - But at no cost to you Fall - Mourning you create Fall - A life you chose to waste This grave, embellished with sorrow Disgust and disgrace, is still stored Inside the recess of loved ones Mindful of the pain you've taken From Hell you wonder to yourself "Is life one thing to throw away?" Regret and remorse fill your mind Death becomes your grave mistake Broken hearts adorn your death A lifeless love you are to them Teardrops start to fall into Your suicide-laden casket Fall - Inner peace awaits Fall - But at no cost to you Fall - Mourning you create Fall - A life you chose to waste