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The Southern Oracle "Blind Messiah" EP 2018.

The Southern Oracle "Blind Messiah" B side EP 2018 0:00 I. FEARMONGER ozymandias i met a traveller from an antique land, who said—“two vast and trunkless legs of stone stand in the desert... near them, on the sand, half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown, and wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, tell that its sculptor well those passions read which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, the hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed; and on the pedestal, these words appear: my name is ozymandias, king of kings; look on my works, ye mighty, and despair! nothing beside remains. round the decay of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare the lone and level sands stretch far away.” by Percy Bysshe Shelley 1:32 II. TORCHBEARER hell or high water follow the trails of broken hearts, run between the lines, take cover in the cracks, this world is another's hell. to see the face of the devil you have to face the truth. our throats had been cut, we’ll be out of the shadow you cast. blind messiah, colour us confused. star of morning, son of dawn, i’ll be out of the shadow you cast. chaos is a ladder to our salvation, your control is just an illusion. enemy of the sun, servant of the moon. come hell or high water, i am the one who carries the torch. is it cold enough to bring the fire? the bridges we burn will light up the aisle. searching for a place to heal our wounds. heaven is just a moon high up the æther and this world is just another's hell. oceans will rise when cities will fall. ignite the molotov, i carry the torch. “on every street in every city, there’s a nobody who dreams of being a somebody.” Martin Scorsese 5:49 III. CHAOSBRINGER face down in the gutter with face down in the gutter, unseen they suffer. blackened eyes starving for light, unheard cry volumed by the fear of life. with face down in the gutter, chaos encapsulated. there's money in ordering disorder, chaos pays but the pain ain't cheap. you should wear coffins instead of halos. we light our fire to burn your realm to the ground. chaos pays but the pain ain't cheap. same old story, one true love “i am in favor of animal rights as well as human rights. that is the way of a whole human being.” Abraham Lincoln guitars, bass & vocals recorded by Dániel Ivánfi drums recorded at Trashhill Studios by Péter Csobánczi mix & master by József Kiss at Area51 Studio artwork & layout by Barnabás Kókai for Barber’s Art TSO 2018: Barnabás Kókai / vocals Kornél Farkas / guitar, vocals Márton Kókai / bass Béla Budai / drums contact: tso@phoenixmusic.hu facebook.com/thesouthernoraclehu instagram.com/thesouthernoracle thesouthernoracle.bandcamp.com