O' how frivolous are these lives that we live
Toiling all day for a feeble slice of bread
Leaving them to spoil, to rot without intervention
Curdling away to a hapless expiration
There we stand a mass effigy, asininely stationed in a vast volatile sea
Awaiting the arrival of an ambiguous entity
To salvage or char this forlorn species
O' great Empyrean
Whelming the infinite sky
To your allegiance our pitiable souls we lie
If to an inferno of a thousand suns you decide
Then utmost graciously shall we oblige
Our eyes widen at the spectacle we see
Clustering in to a manifest of anxiety
Losing sight of our vitality
Blinded by a fate cursed with equivocacy
O' great Empyrean
Whelming the infinite sky
To your allegiance our pitiable souls we lie
If to an inferno of a thousand suns you decide
Then utmost graciously shall we oblige
Swallowing us whole, the galactic unknown
O' great Empyrean
Whelming the infinite sky
To your allegiance our pitiable souls we lie
If to an inferno of a thousand suns you decide
Then utmost graciously shall we oblige
This wild 35-track all-metal benefit album features Mare Cognitum, Panopticon, and more reinventing songs by Tori Amos & others. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 3, 2020