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The Figurant EP

by The Figurant

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1.
I love you My love When I first looked into your eyes I knew what destiny was mine Mama always told me Never trust a pretty face Well I must be the king of liars Cause mine has every noble grace My reflection Is perfection I wouldn’t wanna be With anyone but me There is no cup more pleasing No other name to which I bend Your world is pale and fleeting Eternally I shine undimmed Beauty Is all I can see Every perfection is reflected in me Flawless Without stain a sign That I demand worship for I am Divine What should I care for virtue? What goodness is there but my own? What should I care for the truth? What else exists that I should know? You will not bring an end to This my transfiguration I am a god ascendant I will outshine the heavens I’ll bathe my hands in your blood You will not tell me who to be My marble skin is untouched By these the scarlet tears you weep No womb could contain this greatness Uncreated I remain alone Without equal without obligation Your meaningless lives are mine to dispose Beauty With wrath of the beast These are the politics of identity Flawless None can compare Look on my countenance ye and Despair I did it all for love What have I become? I am not a monster I am my own deepest dream I go running to the forest Back to where this all began I kneel down beside the waters And with longing I look in But what I see now Is not what once was What is this cruel joke? Who is this twisted fiend? Beauty Or am I the Beast? Is this nightmare or prophecy? Flawless Or am I depraved? I see my reflection and I am Afraid
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Senescence 05:28
Is this a dream? Not what it seems? Who could this be? An old man Sitting by the wayside Beckons me to Come and pay heed He would give His unfailing wisdom To one Who would believe Said he “Oh, I Have seen Great cities crumble Your gods And kings Usurped and humbled” Is he true? Or madness through? What is truth? He tells me Fantastic tales of wonder Of ages So long ago When he ruled A thousand hosts and peoples But still sought Even more And he said “I sought out black magicians And the priests of every god I performed the secret rituals With virgin blood My sycophants they claimed it worked And bowed before my throne And then my chief protector Dragged a knife across my throat “‘You can’t Escape This fated future Your hopes And dreams Meaningless illusions’ “And as my lifeblood poured a flood Painting red the palace floor I knew with assurance That these traitors would be the ones to mourn For though they buried me with great care My bones retained their sacred heat And with the moon I rose Singing retribution each to each” Then he told me of a Secret so amazing It woke me from the spell His words had placed me under And I felt a hunger For you see though he could not die His gift could be taken by One who ate of his flesh And drank his blood To the last drop So I unsheathed my blade And plunged it in his milk white eye And as he breathed his last I laughed And claimed the crimson flow my prize But the old man deceived me For though I do indeed have eternal life He has not died No he lives on Here inside of me We are one Every time we’re killed We’re brought back in our murderer’s skin A hundred souls stacked together In this perverse unity of mortal sin And every time a body grows old We find another to join in A phoenix born in blood Come to bear this witness All you love is dust All you love All is dust I have seen Cities I have seen cities crumble Gods and kings Butchered All sacred things made rubble You cannot Escape You can’t run from this future All your hopes Vapor Meaningless vain illusion
3.
The Count 04:54
You who would be Who enslaves me I am sleeping No longer All I long for Bloody vengeance Satisfaction From you I have hungered Thirst unslakéd Caged in darkness Foul I have studied I am shadow I am kindness Of the poisoned blade Oh, you will be my guest I am the shadow of death I am the enemy Prepare this final feast Sit at my table Secrets you’ve buried deep No one will ever see These are my fable Brought me to misery Stripped everything from me But now I’m able This is my masterpiece Repaying every grief Eye for eye, life for life Justice be done I am madness Sow the wind Reap the whirlwind Within My hatred intransigent Oh, choke upon this wine I am the poisoned vine You took everything from me I was cast from the light There in the darkness a fire grew My vengeance it burns It burns But my soul is as ice Bartered your heart away Forgot my very face This is my dagger Husband has cast away This mortal coil shame Will be your master Wander for all your days For abandoning me To love a bastard You won’t forget my name This time I leave don’t pray For mercy or peace for There will be none Oh, beloved betrayer I will forgive you never
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Vidar: It’s so cold here Everyone has gone There are no men Of valor And if there were I would not be Counted among them The Brothers: Among them Oh wisdom of my father Oh beauty of my brother Vidar: Strength to carry on Is all gone There is no power Left here in my bones It’s been stolen from me The Brothers: From me Oh what vengeance is there- Vidar: When there are none to avenge? And all enemies are dead The wolves have been released The mighty gods laid low I bring my strength to bear The violence still undone I hold the blood-caked jaw Yet weep this rueful flow The Brothers: Oh Mem’ry My Refuge Vidar: Where has truth gone? Where is wisdom? Poisoned, ravaged Razed the heavens The Brothers: My Homeland Now Ashes Vidar: Who is there now to recall The deeds of either god or man? The poet’s tongues have been reduced To dust that shall not sing again And I cannot recall the voice Of wisdom that was once so sure For thought and mem’ry fail me now Those bastard children, dead of war All our strength in vain Every labor washed away Justice has been brought to naught Chaos Every grace I have Is formed for destruction Who am I to restore anything? I am without The hands of the builder I was never born to be king Where has truth gone? Where is wisdom? Poisoned, ravaged Razed the heavens Can you tell me, Sing a song, Of any goodness That could come? The violent hour that was fated approaches Vali: Every light has died Vidar: The burning shadows of the enemy are growing Vali: All will end in ice The Brothers: This dying tree of life Will not provide us shelter Vidar: Everything that is Will be a sacrifice To nothing Everything I thought was Eternal now has ended The sacred The sovereign So easily discarded These wasted fragments Of the glory that has faded This land a withered husk Shall be obliterated The scalding blade of ruin These night-black treach’rous flames No suture could yet bind This gore, this deepest wound Gone is the order known The outer darkness reigns

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released February 22, 2016

Preston Cobb – Vocals
Archie O’Neal – Bass
Greg Hendler – Guitar
Chris Deese – Drums

Produced by The Figurant
Mixed and Mastered by Greg Hendler
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