Telesterion

By Mechina

On Telesterion

Released on November 1, 2019

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All beauty and grace will be erased

The power to silence

Beneath this horizon will give rise to wasteful life

The old world

Burned and defaced

Their gods and their fables

Their demons, their angels

Shall be laid to rest

Reborn from dreams of peace

A tranquil world of lush green

Where love and honor reside

The terrors of night are confined

Bring their thawing flesh and force them to stand

Upon the holy machine

They will soon command

These dreams rewired her mind

They taught her to hate her own kind

A human shell, redesigned

A god queen, redefined

Still bound by machines

She lashes and screams

"By the sword or by will. Bring the Titans to me."

So hopeful and soft

Watch how they fall

The power of silence will spread like a virus

They must all obey

Forever remember these words

In peace, you'll be misled

Then driven to bloodshed

Embrace the endless cycle

Reborn from dreams of war

A nightmare colored by cascading gore

Through apathy

We tolerate a dying society

Decimation

No, just kneel

You belong to the home world

The holy land I command

With each step down

Her eyes scan the ground

Those that still live

They shall submit

A human shell, redesigned

A god queen, redefined

Still bound by machines

She lashes and screams

"By the sword or by will. Bring the Titans to me."

So hopeful and soft

Watch how they fall

The power of silence will spread like a virus

They must all obey

Forever remember these words

In peace, you’ll be misled

Then driven to bloodshed

Embrace the endless cycle