Ruins of Oblivion

by Burn Down Eden

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1.
No longer I want to be a gear of your system that you call humanity. Wasteful machination, deceitful gossip. Everything just for keeping this world turning? To reach satisfaction you run with the blinded current, lead by monsters concealed in human disguise. I don't want to abide the way you control the mass. Is this really the way the globe spins round and round? Beware of the hand that feeds you, because nothing is as it seems. Turn the table and you will recognize the deadly poison, injected deviously by the snakes. Your world is coming to a rupture, humanity at it's abyss. This is a dead planet controlled by the tongues of the snakes.
2.
Omnivorous 03:11
Your mind has turned into a necropolis, To preserve your inner fear. A tunnel vision that will keep you on this course. With nothing there to grind your adamant gear. Hysteria leaves you blinded In your secretive isolated world. Torn beyond dimensions, cannot escape that Zombie swirl. Caught in a medial coma Just let them operate instead. This life can be so ordinary, with a transceiver obstructed in your head. A panorama barred by your inner fears, Veiled in pure disbelief, Forever sleepwalking full of grief. Transformed in a complacent shell. Decerebrated, lost but fortunate. Constantly fed by the hounds of hell. A bizarre painting created in your head, Only existent to limitate your episteme. Paranoia fermented by a lapper Messiah, Omnivorous parasite devouring Gaia.
3.
Left to live I consume myself until there’s nothing left. Just the growing pain bursting my rotten chest. Open mouth, lifeless, idyllic world, perfect existence. In the end we all find ourselves at the same old board Begging for denial, ignoring the swinging sword. When the warmth embraces my mind I close my eyes. This is the night, the night we all fall. When all hell breaks loose we’ll be standing tall. Destroy the sky, cast off your skin, Raise your fists, show the world your evil grin. With hollow eyes I’m staring into square worlds. Well-conditioned piece of shit, what’s my worth? Clenched teeth, whirlwind, shattered glass, denied existence. This is the night, the night we all fall. When all hell breaks loose we’ll be standing tall. Destroy the sky, cast off your skin Raise your fists, show the world your evil grin. I didn´t crawled into this life to strangle my will, To be that pathetic face which gazes at me.
4.
Kronossphere 03:43
As the night rises and darkness covers the land I feel the lust for flesh taking over my mind Thousand corpses stacked in the cave of mine Lifeless bodies hanging from the ceiling A warm, red fluid dripping out of slashed throats I bath myself in waves of blood Every night another manhunt begins I hide myself in the realm of shades Observing and yearning, Longing for another lavish feast In grim nights I creep through blood-soaked alleys I´ll spread disease upon this earth, Annihilation by demonic souls As the night rises and darkness covers the land I feel the lust for flesh taking over my mind In grim nights I creep through blood-soaked alleys Feeding the shrine of immortality If just the gods could see This diabolic feast of transcendency
5.
The stench of excrement is choking my throat. Ruthless white light is blinding my eyes. Despised I look on the bed, this altar of endless pain. Sometimes a grave is much bigger than a coffin. (Sometimes a grave is much bigger than a coffin.) Slowly I approach, curious, disgusted. I want to see the face of a soul completely exiled. Light-headed because of the increasing malodor. I hold down the craving to throw up so I can get closer. (I) It is just | (see) a shell. (The) Stinking | (Light) rotting away. (In) What separates | (Side) life from death. (My) A quick slash | (head) through the throat. What lays down there is no more alive than a mother, who lost her little daughter to decaying cancer. Hear the beeping sounds of merciless machines. Bound to white-sheeted scaffold he lays. (Sometimes a grave is much bigger than a coffin.) My mission is clear, I grasp the knife. His eyes are closed, so peacefully he dies. The red sprays into my face, I take a deep breath, finally he is free. (I) It is just | (see) a shell. (The) Stinking, rotting, | (Light) fading away. (In) What separates | (Side) life from death. (My) A quick slash | (head) right through the throat. The stench of excrement is choking my throat. Merciless white light is blinding my eyes. Deeply despaired I look on the converging wall. Sometimes a grave is much bigger than a coffin.
6.
We are a pack of wolves. We are raiders of the night. We are a pack of wolves. We are Sons of Isengrim. The leashes nearly strangulate us, but still we are lashing it. The muzzle chokes every bark, and so all we do is howling. Afraid of reality we keep our eyes closed. Angst defines our existence. When the sun sets and shadows swallow the light, We shed all burdens and leave everything behind. Our throats lust for blood. Our hearts hunger for life. We are, we are – raiders of the night. And then the sun sets and we open our eyes, we breathe in fresh air, thoughts rush through our minds. The conquest of darkness awakens our insanity. At last we band together to hunt down the prey. “My dear, beware, there are wolves at our door. They’re coming from the wood to satisfy unholy thirst.“
7.
As lord of nightmares, Incubus / atomizes lucid dreams He wrenches every titan from repose Wrenched and wakeful, desultoriness / Dead-Eye walks through rain Passing well-known evil creatures / The internal hatred starts to gain These awful pains / These demonic recalls / I’m near to collapse I run and run / But can’t get away / Creatures overtake (me) / I stop and surrender Aaaahhh, contaminants in vein are the only way to combat the pain Interruption of an unworthy life; to devastate all evil in his mind In retrospect of felicity / Spouts a modicum of hope But this glimpse of freedom is speciousness Imagery of Medusa’s head (has) had him brought back down to earth Trapped in loneliness and distress / No way leads out of dead end These awful pains / These demonic recalls / I’m near to collapse I run and run / But can’t get away / Creatures overtake (me) / I stop and surrender Aaaahhh, contaminants in vein are the only way to combat the pain Interruption of an unworthy life; to devastate all evil in his mind vacantness, shiftlessness, medication, transformation Free the soul out of the claws of depression Awoken from paradise / but not really back A lonely knight is hunting his foes / decapitating the evil creatures Putting the scalps over his head / hanging himself the trophy’s bearing All evil’s dead
8.
This fire will burn the earth, perishing all that you've ever loved. Now you face the consequences of your evil deeds, losing all hope, living in fear, recognizing doom's visage. I am here to haunt you! I am the ruination you have all fed through the years and now your creation is getting out of control. I am here to haunt you, disseizing humanity of it's luminousness. All you had in mind was the lust for more, ignoring the impact of depredation. Now you'll see what you've done. Your world is falling in front of your hollow eyes. This fire will take everything that you ever craved for. I am the fire that sets your world ablaze.
9.
Nebula 01:12
10.
Mankind claims to be the crown of creation, Superior genesis equals alienation. Just a casualty in infinite space, And that lie is called the human grace. Destroy where we come from. Existence is built on pure monstrosity, Annihilating all the beauty beneath dignity, Exploiting the voiceless with wild growing greed. There is not much blood left for this sphere to bleed. Enslave what is left. Just a lunacy at the edge of the universe, And I’m the chosen, I’m mankind’s curse. I’ll free the patient from its contagion: Cosmogyral, miscarriage population. We‘re nothing but obsolete, But we act like the best.

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released September 30, 2016

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Burn Down Eden Berlin, Germany

It seems to be common for the guys of Burn Down Eden, to release a new album every two years. While lots of bands take a break for creativity after their second release, Burn Down Eden is just beginning.
With their third self-titled album the guys pick up where they left off with their second album „Liberticidal“ and even put a shovel on it again. In conclusion the s/t album comes more mature.
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