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Eon

by Formless

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1.
Eon 02:26
This is the beginning of Eon A shapeless creation of energy formed Birth is given to an era's end From horrid nothingness to greatness reborn
2.
Sins 06:55
Staring down the black abyss at the void which I've created Nothing new is born in this wasteland of a planet Glaring up to the Sun that is no longer there I feebly grasp for my identity Sought out by every being decaying away on this dead Earth I struggle to find myself and understand my own existence And come to terms with my past. I've sinned I bring calamity and destruction And leave only ruin in my wake. To bring death is my one designed function Dubbed "Grim Reaper", all those around me are turned to waste Staring past the horizon, at the void which is my past nothing new is born in this wasteland of a planet. I start a trek attempting to find the pieces of who I am I need things to make sense and must make atonement for the sins which I've committed I try to help those I find in peril along my journey I try to be their savior "Stop!" she screams Consumed in a trance, ice annihilated all that surround me once again Without conscious control of my actions. Swiftly but heavily they fell, as I gracefully ripped them apart, Severing limbs and tearing out innards with beautiful precision. A cry a begging plea, to stop this insanity, brings me back to the reality of this wretched place I look down at my own hand and wonder “What I have done? I look down at my own hand and wonder, "What have I done?" How can I atone for the destruction of all life? I can only think of death, but I am unable to die
3.
Salvation 04:22
Built up walls for your own protection As safety from a necessary hell You’re trapped in a prison of your own creation Content to live in a fucking cell Trapped inside the walls of your own creation Reluctantly living in complacency Unrealistic expectations driving You to be productive in nothing, you see? Shouting to the skies a somber plea You pray the gods will set you free Free you from what, and how? “Save me from me now.” How can I escape the walls I see confining me? How can I break free? The call of life, it beckons to me
4.
Vitality 06:09
The weight of death has struck you lame The tears flow free, but who's to blame? Conjure guilt through selfish thought With grief and fear the mind is wrought Heartache and pain won't bring him back Nor ceremonies, dressed in black Is it yours, or the deceased the loss of whom is being grieved? The death is done the corpse is rotting out I hear you cry, don't hang your head and pout Kid yourself about a heaven or a hell In truth you're only attached to a lifeless fucking shell Putrefied features, decaying intestines The flowers cannot mask the scent of death from a carcass We are gathered here in mourning of our selfish memories As the Reaper laughs, we scribe the epitaph for our own sake, “God won't forgive your vanity.” The dead transcends its mortal shell Those who are left, they blame themselves To rob them of their misery One will rise with anger's creed It's breaking bones and slashing necks Decapitating for effect. The bodies pile in their pews. You and your kind are now subdued I have risen for only one reason: To cleanse this fouling chapel Empty cries echo in dissonance A primal delight Your laments serve as my catalyst To reunite you with your dead. Now that we are covered in gasoline Your flesh becomes the light We burn bright on this night! We were gathered here in mourning of our selfish memories As the Reaper laughed, we scribed the epitaphs on our own graves “God won't forgive your vanity.” Such hollow, meaningless waiting We always look to the ending No one can see, we've lost our vitality
5.
Can’t you see the beauty that lies beneath? All you hear is the noise, harsh and asynchronous Ignorance clouding the understanding of this wonderful collaboration Shut your fucking mouth And open up your mind You might just be surprised At the enlightenment you find All the world’s not bright and good Accept the darkness as you should Embrace the dissonance in life And relish in the sorrow. Once you’ve learned to appreciate these things Clarity reveals itself to you Don’t you see the beauty That lies beneath? The harshness dissolves to fluidity And finds its place among idiosyncrasy Can you now see the beauty that lies beneath? You hear the noise, harsh and asynchronous But ignorance no longer clouds the understanding of this wonderful collaboration
6.
Something strange happened to me Lucid forms in my dreams Thoughts raced into a wall My vision turned black and then all was gone Warped into a building with handfuls of lead Eight shots protecting a stead My sights aimed at their heads We fire on our marks and no mercy is shed None has been shed! I approach the corpses to be And then belt out a scream Faces of friends long since seen I’m flanked at my left and one restrains me Pulled to a dark room, barrel to my head Presented two options, both outcomes are death Life in a cell or a round to the skull Wounds self-inflicted, dishonorable cause With this blood on my hands I’ll condemn myself by my own hands Cold steel against temple My vision is blurred A fate so pathetic Is what I deserve Death by my own hands The end I’ve incurred A scene so surreal A setting absurd Pressure on the trigger The hammer is cocked Eyes are shut tightly Quivering jaw locked with Cold steel against temple And heart out of my chest But with determination Forgoing protest Death by my own hands A method, preferred In this cold desolation The shot won’t be heard The hammer releases Nothing but regret In my own bed I awake in a sweat
7.
We lay here, aside this lake Awaiting, oh, our fate We mean no, no harm nor fear But now we must, we must pay (Who comes upon us, entering this sacred place, Into this watery bed where the jewel of life is encased? Tell me now your true intent, but don’t expect us to relent, Or any mercy to be shown, for this misdeed is yours alone.) Look not into my eyes, in but a second you’ll have no recollection of who you are Return home but how, when there’s nothing to remember? If you touch my skin, your emotions will drain from within Harm me not, or your will to live will cease We beg you Oh leave us be Oh set us free How could you not know? Ignorance is no excuse Intentions matter not This is the end of life for you Betray not your anger, lest I will come (It will not be betrayed) Weep not with sorrow, or I will draw near (I will not weep with sorrow) We laid here, aside this lake Awaiting, oh, our fate We meant no, no harm nor fear But now we must, we must pay (Who would come upon us to defile this sacred place Entering this watery bed where the jewel of life is encased? Beg me to your heart’s content, we can’t abide or relent No mercy will be shown, for the fault of man is yours alone) We submit to fate We realize mistakes made too late Our spirits, we let go From the shore to the lakebed below Intentions matter not Mistakes are yours to own.
8.
Vindication 06:07
Blood-red pools gleaming in the moonlight, My blade still firmly grasped within hand The lies you strew from wall to wall Now clot upon the floor. Your wretched corpse doth lay here As retribution for all you’ve done Your pathetic existence of treachery Both to you and me has ended Illumination of distrust The glaring looks no more The deceit that was killing me Has put you to your unpeaceful rest Eviscerated where we once lay The lies had soaked this bed of falsities Soaked through and seeped between the floorboards They now coalesce with your blood These injuries become real and amplified I should have seen the truth so long ago With malice still encrypted in my eyes I see truth embedded deep within your deception. I’ve watched our worlds deteriorate And yield nothing but abhorrence Now I’m left with an awakening My justice is resurrected in your blood
9.
Tech Death 03:58
Human life made simple now By these wonderful advances Everything is streamlined and integrated Convenience is the name of the game Or at least that’s what we tell ourselves Every new perk becomes a need Late into every night, after wasting the day I seal myself away and then I like to play This tech’s so fucking great, there’s lots of fun and games Free, live and real nude girls and harsh obscenities Plus I can troll young kids, which always makes me jizz Just what else can I find, to masturbate my mind? Dive deep into the web, leaving no trace behind At light, I rest at ease, engulfed by this fucking disease This path we’re traveling down Is this what we really wanted If we’d have known this before Would this be what we really wanted Life made clean (By this filthy disease) And so serene (distraught and disassociated) We stand at the peak of society’s advancement (Threatening to tear ourselves down) Human life made simple now But is still so complicated Everything is streamlined and integrated Masturbation is the name of the game But we don’t fear to admit it now Every new perk becomes a fucking joke
10.
Prism 04:21
All the lines are fading between the things we once held close And what we cast into the world without care As these lines are fading, we’re tasked with the choice of what to conceal Believing the lies that it won’t be revealed You deceive us Pledge to lead us You mistreat us You claim to have only our best interest in mind Entrusted with the secrets of the masses Entities without morals, only greed And the desire to fatten the bottom line We sacrifice ourselves for their need All the lines have faded between what’s yours and what’s mine The dissolution and division of ourselves is perceived as naturally fine This was the plan from the beginning, to lower our defenses and create such an urge To give yourself entirely to you Unwittingly, our privacy is purged by our own hands We despise you Can’t deny you Live inside you Live inside you Now we are drowning, although we’ve come this far All the lines are fading, evading who we are All the lines have faded between what is ours and what’s yours You own us now You deceived us Pledged to lead us You mistreated us You claimed to have only our best interests in mind We stand on the brink of war The precipice of an uprising long overdue We’re here to reclaim what is ours And rid ourselves of the plague that is you This plague we helped nourish and grow Is rightfully ours to overthrow You’ll now bend to us like refracted light Subject to the prism of your people
11.
Zero Day 05:41
Relinquish your worldly goods cast them down for steel and wood Meetings behind closed doors Circles of secrecy Dragged out onto the streets For all the fucking world to see We’ll have no façades here Stand proud in all our flaws When standing next to you We stand as pure as gods An attack unforeseen By the instruments used to glean Every data point of our beings For your own use Now befalls your stead Painting your money red When the blood is shed On the asphalt Your machines did not foretell of this What good will they do you now? Wallow in the filth and piss Which, into our homes, we once allowed No longer shall we abide Intellectual technological genocide Zero Day is upon us Your time left on this earth is nil Today is Zero Day A war waged not by one, but many A duel between us and ourselves To be fought with ideas as much as clubs In our homes and in the town square Morality is not binary And neither is life At dawn’s break we start anew Tomorrow is Day One

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released May 10, 2016

Formless is:
Kevin Narowski - Lead Vocals
Annie Grunwald - Lead Guitar, Vocals
Ken Bullard - Lead Guitar
Craig Breitsprecher - Bass
Jake Shields - Drums

Guitar & bass tracking by Annie Grunwald
Vocal tracking by Kevin Narowski & Marc Lewis
Drum tracking by Jake Shields
Guitar performance by Kenny and Annie of Formless
Bass grooving by Craig Breitsprecher

Mixing by Dan Gonzalez and Kenny Goshgarian
Mastering by Kenny Goshgarian
Album artwork and layout by Malika Sundamurthy

Formless would like to thank the following for making this album possible:
Our elite Kickstarter donators (Casey Jones, Tom R., Nathan Navarro, David and Andrew Breitsprecher, Codge Bullard, Marc Lewis, Jordan Varbaro, Kevin Grunwald, Jean Francois Nadreau, Guitaklew, Yunus Emre Armanci), Metalhouse, Totality, Replacire, Edwin Escobar, Greg Macklin, brews, buds, Lance Tobin, Al Mclenna, and last but not least, Kenny's Dad.

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