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Sanction - "The Infringement of God's Plan" (FULL) (2017)

Sanction - “The Infringement of God's Plan" (2017) 1. "Enter (In Five Fractions)" 0:00 2. "(1) The Prophet Who Saw Fire" 0:48 3. "(2) Sixhundredthirtyone" 4:20 4. "(3) Fixated Upon A Figure" 8:10 5. "(4) Untitled" 10:25 6. "(5) The Infringement of God's Plan" 12:14 7. "Exit (Chord Radius)" 16:29 Recorded by Evan Perino. Mastered by Bill Henderson at Azimuth Studios. Artwork by Mike Marino. Additional vocals on "Sixhundredthirtyone" by Anthony DiDio (Vein). Available for streaming at: www.sanctionli.bandcamp.com www.reconsiderrecords.bandcamp.com Spotify/Apple Music/etc. Available for purchase at: www.reconsiderrecords.com Lyrics: "(1) The Prophet Who Saw Fire" How much longer will I witness injustice Forced to watch the wicked triumph The defeat in hopelessness As justice perverts itself Every ounce of suffering Writhing like a sickness The blackened sky falls before man Too pure to see the evil Betrayed every unwavered soul Why is there silence when hope burns When will judgement take us and put an end to apathy The plague will come For the revelation awaits The fury will see the end of all In wrath remember humanity "(2) Sixhundredthirtyone" Your eyes stare back as I dream of death They call to speak your name It's just wasted Your eyes stare back as I dream of death They call to speak your name It's just wasted breath When your lungs empty and nothing escapes your lips The heart grows cold and ill finally sleep The thought torments me How empty I feel Seeing you alive Seeing you alive I raise the knife guided slow towards your light How many times will I turn What more can I think? I've felt every mistake I've seen every catastrophe How many times must I say How many times must I say it You've died in my eyes Hoping for an end The end Your eyes stare back as I dream of death They call to speak your name It's just wasted breath "(3) Fixated Upon A Figure" Your figure's gaze Reflection's burn Lips sewn silent Sewn tightly shut Your figure's gaze My shadow's scorn Rip at the pieces Feeding the cut Spreading the wound Forget the pain Your figure's gaze Burning with passion Reaching the end Screaming for more Spreading the wound Screaming for more Fixated upon a figure "(4) Untitled" I am not the lotus torn by the void's eye The astral eye will dance the dirge of dawn It will be the darkest bright Wilt wither in its name The node of all The wilt of man is not the wilt that is mine Through the tide under the skin bleed me dry "(5) The Infringement of God's Plan" Torn flat pages Encased in a dark binded blanket Blood stained hand prints Inscription of the bleeding eyes That decay as they write The scratched sonnets Of scripted crucifixion And self mutilation Crimson words blurred From the tears that fall as the hopeless ramblings are indicted Into the bland white pages Into the dull darkness As the light slips away Torn flat pages Encased in a dark binded blanket The scratched sonnets Of scripted crucification I reign my realm with the coldest of intention I show no mercy No mercy to those who beg