Vestige

by The Fevered

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We are forever bound,
To the indifference to human suffering,
Of an ever turning world

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released 19 November 2010
Recorded, mixed and mastered by The Fevered.
Appearances by John Patterson, Luke Osborne, Karl Hartwig.
Artwork by John Patterson.

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Track Name: To Frailty
Forever confined

Shatter the souls
of the seemingly hopeful
Devour the dreams
of the petulant mass

Below, in the feverish threshold
Below

Unhearing alone
Eternally slow death
Silent are cries
That never existed

Sanity's blind
Within realms of tormented
Disabling faith
Restoring action

To frailty, we are bound
Within an era of lies, forever confined.
To frailty, we are bound
Within an era of lies, forever confined.

Instability is not
A moment of failure
But rather a chance
To rejoin the stream

To frailty, we are bound
Within an era of lies, forever confined.
To frailty, we are bound
Within an era of lies, forever confined.
Track Name: Sky Burial
Bury me in the sky

To leave the earth
Be free of its failings
Time does pass
Yet humanity lays claim to
An endless cycle
Of self genocide

Repulsed, skyward I flee

Eclipsed by disappointment
At a world on its knees

All I ask of this wretched world
Is to be forgotten

(No echo No memory)

Denounce my kind
I yearn
To fade into obscurity

(No echo No memory)

Bury me in the sky

To a world
Hurtling into boundless woe
Despair precedes the drawing of breath
Severance from the cycle
Refusal of earthly interment

Repulsed
Skyward I flee
Repulsed
Skyward I flee
Track Name: Cascade Divide
To the quandaries of human life
Devastation of a world in strife
No return, sinews burn on an earth now dead

Disappear, into ether
As we cascade, as we divide
Distort, inside

Bleak
Souls that mirror the deceased
Shuffle toward their closing feast

Towards an empty grave
Buried in their sadness
I control my verity and notions

Detachment
Away from terrestrial spheres
We are estranged

Defect, abstract from carnality
As we cascade, as we divide
Distort, inside
Free from burden at hand
That weighs down your innate volition

Bleak
Souls that mirror the deceased
Shuffle toward their closing feast

Free
Free from burden at hand
That violates your innate volition

Bleak to know the human condition
Track Name: Cycles
To once abhor, is to always abhor
The deeds of those so needy
To stand behind the ancient standards
Of those the world has left behind

World has left behind

Morality is the ideal
On which belief is based
To claim it as your own
And twist it so
Is a fallacy

Imagine a world where faith is used
Not to propogate misunderstanding
But rather to ease suffering
An impossible dream
The walls are left up
Defences buckled down
As humanity is left

Is left behind

As humanity is
Left behind
As the world is
Left behind
Track Name: Vestige
Ever turning world
Indifferent to the weight
of human suffering

Ever turning world
Through mans every hopeless struggle
Time presses and the world
turns on without

Remorse
Remorse

Silence of all reason
In the vestige of the world before us

We breath, only to scar

Ever turning world
Indifferent to every final
shuddering breath
The remnants of humanity
Condemned to this

Vestige

And as we face the end,
We find ourselves to be the blind
Ignorant of worlds within
We breath, only to scar

Only to scar

Engulfed within morass
Climb out of harm
Climb out of hate
Track Name: Sever the World
Within us
World of moral aversion
This is man
this is our wretched embodiment

Buried within us
World of contagion

Lying in wait
A hidden penchant for horror
Pervasive in form
Within us, the boundless abyss

Buried within our kind
The malice to which we fall

Within
Within
Born of human kind
The world grows cold
We are war
We are genocide
We are rape
We are slavery
Born of human kind
The world grows cold

Sever the World
(Yield to the cold)
The Malice, to which we fall
(Yield to the cold)