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exordium mors - the triumphator lyrics

now he stands
forged in the fires of tribulation
burdened with uncertainty
the triumphator awaits oblivion

no man is born equal
and no man is born free

memento mori

a slave indentured to a system of hierarchical antipathy
the man against time, born of unyielding anachronism
a nation in coma, blissfully distracted in their apathy
he can no longer slumber in their asinine mysticism
memento mori

creeps into his soul and sets his mortal fibre dismally aghast
deception sold as hollow truths to the somnambulant paupers
he cruelly shatters their mercurial illusions as broken glass
burdened with this cold truth, his bones on fire as he rejects the augurs

a proselytization like fire, reckoned through his soul
cleansed of impurities, the triumphator invictus
his iron+cast will bends fate’s capricious nature
his fortitude, a sceptre upon incredulous mythos
the infirm are but stepping stones upon his ascension
the bones of those he conquered are his hard+won throne
through eternal struggle and bl++dy condemnation
he is faced with the inevitable, and thus remembers…

no man is born equal
and no man is born free

memento mori

the filth buried in his soul’s recesses whisper their bitter truths
the scar tissue upon his psyche fragment and bleed profusely
upon the sight of the plebeian masses squandering their youth
no man is born equal or free, lessons etched in blood for eternity
the triumphator stands above all
harnesses fate’s will to conquer the self
their arrogance their downfall
with indignant pride, they squander their lives
deaf to oblivion’s harsh call
no man has the right to live
forcibly made to crawl
the triumphator stands above all

triumphator

now he stands

over all that he is conquered, over all his achievements
he is but a slave to the whisper trawled from the depths of his spirit
indentured to the burden of life’s imperative aggrievement
memento mori – the cold fire that will either bury or set thee ablaze

vir triumphalis upon a graveyard of victories and triumphs
as all his accomplishments and all memory of his existence will fade
like others, his flesh and his bones succumbs to the eroding sands
time, the great thief makes mockery of man’s achievements
as legends distort, and once vital truths become hollow
this relentless wheel of entropic progression grinds on
until all light is extinguished from every star, in every galaxy
in every part of the universe collapses and f+cking dies
here his achievements stand
upon a weathered tombstone
forgotten in time
as legends fade and gods die

as legends fade and gods die

- exordium mors lyrics

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