Human Antithesis Lyrics
| Song | Human Antithesis |
| Artist | Void of Silence |
| Album | Human Antithesis |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:11.395] | I. The Dream Ends |
| [03:14.075] | This is where the dream ends |
| [03:19.595] | Where the soul of every man and woman is broken |
| [03:25.867] | Where you carry your crippled children in hope of salvation |
| [03:38.913] | And you will lay them down to die |
| [03:45.184] | For salvation does not come |
| [03:51.460] | And the worth you have placed upon your life is finally revealed as nothing (x2) |
| [05:25.537] | Your weeping and wailing shall assuage no god |
| [05:36.085] | Let these words echo deep, deep into your heart |
| [06:17.485] | Cease your weeping and wailing |
| [06:24.257] | No one can hear you |
| [06:29.282] | No one can hear you |
| [06:35.304] | My words will cut your flesh like a knife. |
| [06:40.072] | For you shall hear them again |
| [06:43.849] | And again (x5) |
| [07:13.465] | You will hear these words again and again and again |
| [07:34.045] | II. Empty Prayers |
| [08:04.152] | You can pray to God |
| [08:08.919] | You can pray to Allah |
| [08:13.691] | You can pray to whomever |
| [08:18.454] | He will not hear you |
| [08:23.221] | Your empty prayers |
| [08:28.013] | You embarrass yourself |
| [08:37.798] | Like some infected junkie |
| [08:42.563] | You're searching for a fix. |
| [08:52.356] | Your god is a needle |
| [08:57.123] | Your god is rusted razor |
| [09:05.151] | The filth in your blood |
| [09:09.164] | The filth in your vein |
| [09:17.773] | III. Black Propaganda |
| [09:46.057] | No machine will grind your bones to dust |
| [11:04.625] | This machine will grind your bones to dust |
| [11:24.009] | Like it has ground every generation before you |
| [11:43.079] | And only now the stakes are higher |
| [12:02.151] | And only now the machine runs faster |
| [13:38.006] | Children, I call you to war |
| [13:41.787] | Was it for this your ancestors died? |
| [13:44.797] | Was it for this the land was stained blood red. |
| [13:48.312] | Here and now we face the end of all things, |
| [13:52.081] | The final and the absolute. |
| [13:55.344] | Planting seeds within |
| [13:56.599] | The nuclear generation, planting hope where there was none. |
| [14:01.616] | A hope that we may sweep all before us and crush their memory. |
| [16:11.856] | They say there is nothing left in this world worth fighting for, nothing left in this world worth dying for... |
| [16:21.390] | This is a lie. |
| [16:24.404] | There is so much to fight for, so much to die for. |
| [16:30.677] | There is one true enemy in this world. |
| [16:35.444] | Do I need to say it? |
| [16:38.206] | Do I need to stain the air with it’s name? |
| [16:42.240] | Or to soil the page? |
| [17:46.955] | A father he sees his children cry out, |
| [17:59.750] | And blind they flock, dead to the world. |
| [18:12.798] | He sees his women, wailing and weeping. |
| [18:25.344] | The mothers of all tragedy |
| [18:32.119] | And I your brother, a broken man, |
| [18:41.403] | I curse the day I was born. |
| [18:47.926] | I curse the day |
| [19:35.852] | I ask, what price the martyred man? |
| [19:40.131] | Whose hand is turned by the grinding wheels of history? |
| [19:45.928] | I ask a simple question. |
| [19:51.498] | Who shall stand and who shall fall? |
| [19:57.839] | Whose deeds shall become song, |
| [20:04.438] | And whose words shall become law? |
| [00:11.395] | I. The Dream Ends |
| [03:14.075] | This is where the dream ends |
| [03:19.595] | Where the soul of every man and woman is broken |
| [03:25.867] | Where you carry your crippled children in hope of salvation |
| [03:38.913] | And you will lay them down to die |
| [03:45.184] | For salvation does not come |
| [03:51.460] | And the worth you have placed upon your life is finally revealed as nothing x2 |
| [05:25.537] | Your weeping and wailing shall assuage no god |
| [05:36.085] | Let these words echo deep, deep into your heart |
| [06:17.485] | Cease your weeping and wailing |
| [06:24.257] | No one can hear you |
| [06:29.282] | No one can hear you |
| [06:35.304] | My words will cut your flesh like a knife. |
| [06:40.072] | For you shall hear them again |
| [06:43.849] | And again x5 |
| [07:13.465] | You will hear these words again and again and again |
| [07:34.045] | II. Empty Prayers |
| [08:04.152] | You can pray to God |
| [08:08.919] | You can pray to Allah |
| [08:13.691] | You can pray to whomever |
| [08:18.454] | He will not hear you |
| [08:23.221] | Your empty prayers |
| [08:28.013] | You embarrass yourself |
| [08:37.798] | Like some infected junkie |
| [08:42.563] | You' re searching for a fix. |
| [08:52.356] | Your god is a needle |
| [08:57.123] | Your god is rusted razor |
| [09:05.151] | The filth in your blood |
| [09:09.164] | The filth in your vein |
| [09:17.773] | III. Black Propaganda |
| [09:46.057] | No machine will grind your bones to dust |
| [11:04.625] | This machine will grind your bones to dust |
| [11:24.009] | Like it has ground every generation before you |
| [11:43.079] | And only now the stakes are higher |
| [12:02.151] | And only now the machine runs faster |
| [13:38.006] | Children, I call you to war |
| [13:41.787] | Was it for this your ancestors died? |
| [13:44.797] | Was it for this the land was stained blood red. |
| [13:48.312] | Here and now we face the end of all things, |
| [13:52.081] | The final and the absolute. |
| [13:55.344] | Planting seeds within |
| [13:56.599] | The nuclear generation, planting hope where there was none. |
| [14:01.616] | A hope that we may sweep all before us and crush their memory. |
| [16:11.856] | They say there is nothing left in this world worth fighting for, nothing left in this world worth dying for... |
| [16:21.390] | This is a lie. |
| [16:24.404] | There is so much to fight for, so much to die for. |
| [16:30.677] | There is one true enemy in this world. |
| [16:35.444] | Do I need to say it? |
| [16:38.206] | Do I need to stain the air with it' s name? |
| [16:42.240] | Or to soil the page? |
| [17:46.955] | A father he sees his children cry out, |
| [17:59.750] | And blind they flock, dead to the world. |
| [18:12.798] | He sees his women, wailing and weeping. |
| [18:25.344] | The mothers of all tragedy |
| [18:32.119] | And I your brother, a broken man, |
| [18:41.403] | I curse the day I was born. |
| [18:47.926] | I curse the day |
| [19:35.852] | I ask, what price the martyred man? |
| [19:40.131] | Whose hand is turned by the grinding wheels of history? |
| [19:45.928] | I ask a simple question. |
| [19:51.498] | Who shall stand and who shall fall? |
| [19:57.839] | Whose deeds shall become song, |
| [20:04.438] | And whose words shall become law? |
| [00:11.395] | I. The Dream Ends |
| [03:14.075] | This is where the dream ends |
| [03:19.595] | Where the soul of every man and woman is broken |
| [03:25.867] | Where you carry your crippled children in hope of salvation |
| [03:38.913] | And you will lay them down to die |
| [03:45.184] | For salvation does not come |
| [03:51.460] | And the worth you have placed upon your life is finally revealed as nothing x2 |
| [05:25.537] | Your weeping and wailing shall assuage no god |
| [05:36.085] | Let these words echo deep, deep into your heart |
| [06:17.485] | Cease your weeping and wailing |
| [06:24.257] | No one can hear you |
| [06:29.282] | No one can hear you |
| [06:35.304] | My words will cut your flesh like a knife. |
| [06:40.072] | For you shall hear them again |
| [06:43.849] | And again x5 |
| [07:13.465] | You will hear these words again and again and again |
| [07:34.045] | II. Empty Prayers |
| [08:04.152] | You can pray to God |
| [08:08.919] | You can pray to Allah |
| [08:13.691] | You can pray to whomever |
| [08:18.454] | He will not hear you |
| [08:23.221] | Your empty prayers |
| [08:28.013] | You embarrass yourself |
| [08:37.798] | Like some infected junkie |
| [08:42.563] | You' re searching for a fix. |
| [08:52.356] | Your god is a needle |
| [08:57.123] | Your god is rusted razor |
| [09:05.151] | The filth in your blood |
| [09:09.164] | The filth in your vein |
| [09:17.773] | III. Black Propaganda |
| [09:46.057] | No machine will grind your bones to dust |
| [11:04.625] | This machine will grind your bones to dust |
| [11:24.009] | Like it has ground every generation before you |
| [11:43.079] | And only now the stakes are higher |
| [12:02.151] | And only now the machine runs faster |
| [13:38.006] | Children, I call you to war |
| [13:41.787] | Was it for this your ancestors died? |
| [13:44.797] | Was it for this the land was stained blood red. |
| [13:48.312] | Here and now we face the end of all things, |
| [13:52.081] | The final and the absolute. |
| [13:55.344] | Planting seeds within |
| [13:56.599] | The nuclear generation, planting hope where there was none. |
| [14:01.616] | A hope that we may sweep all before us and crush their memory. |
| [16:11.856] | They say there is nothing left in this world worth fighting for, nothing left in this world worth dying for... |
| [16:21.390] | This is a lie. |
| [16:24.404] | There is so much to fight for, so much to die for. |
| [16:30.677] | There is one true enemy in this world. |
| [16:35.444] | Do I need to say it? |
| [16:38.206] | Do I need to stain the air with it' s name? |
| [16:42.240] | Or to soil the page? |
| [17:46.955] | A father he sees his children cry out, |
| [17:59.750] | And blind they flock, dead to the world. |
| [18:12.798] | He sees his women, wailing and weeping. |
| [18:25.344] | The mothers of all tragedy |
| [18:32.119] | And I your brother, a broken man, |
| [18:41.403] | I curse the day I was born. |
| [18:47.926] | I curse the day |
| [19:35.852] | I ask, what price the martyred man? |
| [19:40.131] | Whose hand is turned by the grinding wheels of history? |
| [19:45.928] | I ask a simple question. |
| [19:51.498] | Who shall stand and who shall fall? |
| [19:57.839] | Whose deeds shall become song, |
| [20:04.438] | And whose words shall become law? |
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