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Endetid

by Paradogmata

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1.
ENDETIDSBUNDET Min skjebne, vår verden, i mine hender For all tid, vår skjebne, som vi skjender Den evige avmakt over fellesskapets handlinger Ene, alene, låst i ignorant-samfunnets holdninger Saueflokkens hang til billig eufori Den dyre bakside av ethvert demokrati Skjønt, despoter på kun seg selv de tenker Vi alle er fastlåst i de samme lenker Hva finnes der hvor regnbuen ender? Siste ark i vår kalender… Fornuften svinner i takt med mengden kunnskap framlagt på bordet Her må jeg få ta ordet; Sannelig sier jeg eder! Her høstes ingen heder! Selvtilfredse, vi driver oss selv mot stupet Vår ødsling, våre barn vi vil strupe Som vanskjøtte utburder fra før de ble født Hjemsøker oss i vardøgske gløtt lampene blinker i skarlagensrødt Vi skyver dem foran oss som dødfødt offerkjøtt Profittjag brøyter foran, ploger opp åpne sår Det går den veien når penga rår Teknologisk framgang av alskens slag Økonomisk vekst, jordens ubehag Jagen etter det siste, nye - En dødfødt krampe til den siste vye Endetidens ankomst, Sannhetens en(d)evelde er en beskjed tung å svelge bind for øyne, fingre i øre… slipper man da å velge, og høre….? Så se hvilken retning allting går Vi gikk glipp av vår siste vår hvem vet hva fremtiden rommer Ikke godt nytt allting som kommer -du må nyte den siste, stormfulle sommer… Vi er sannelig den endelige løsning Med vår uutgrunnelige sløsing Moderens gaver vi utarmer til hun blir tæret, spinkel og mager Byttinger, ikke "guder" vi er, plager mens vi dødfødt gnager Den evolusjonære blindvei ble Faeton lik - hodeløse Endetidsbringere, det totale svik Det er for sent, hør min stumme røst bladene danser i vår siste høst Visne blomster gir ingen trøst Se hva som ligger igjen på vårt bord Ingen vakre og store ord Vil gjødsle den skrinne jord (det er som om vi) I lengsel vi langsomt sprinter Mot den den evige Fimbulvinter….. Aske faller som løv til bakken Brent jord, så dette er takken Jordens bitre frukter vi er Faller til jorden og skaper besvær Av alle arter hun har blitt svanger Er vi parasittene, de snyltende slanger Tror du nå at hun angrer?
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THE SEEDS OF GREED (REAP AS YE SOW) Crawling, prowling - the egos' power mongering Serpents, preaching - upon the feeble leeching weaving further their spin doctors' web of lies In the pockets of the corporate suits & ties Money talks through you, the lobby's own boy scout The taste of greens is like detergent in your mouth Oh, I will turn you from within As you try to keep yourself all free from sin The pious and righteous malpracticing at what they preach Clutching at their money-sucking straws kept within reach Build up fortune, sweet tax haven is their friend Celestial impeachment trials awaits you in the end (Amen!) Us versus them tho there's no "us" only the "I" Blinding-hate unites, never mind the log that's in your eye Oh, I will burn you from within As you try to keep yourself all free from sin I will reveal what lies beneath that glossy mask Salvation itself is for free, but requires your tithing paid to me believing their places in Paradise earned TVenVISJONed at the side with their "herd" We are his salesclerks on Earth, and we'll relieve you of your earthly worths… The Road to the Kingdom of God is paid with the penance of gold Crawling, prowling - the egos' power mongering Serpents, preaching - upon the meek they're leeching The pious and righteous malpracticing at what they preach Clutching at their money sucking straws kept within reach Down the drain, our leaders pushing towards the line One giant choir of complaining hypocrites without spine Money talks through you, God's ticket accountant The taste of greens is like enema in your mouth I will reveal what lies beneath your glossy mask And you will fail at the completion of your task!
3.
SEVEN CURSES FOR THE DEATHLY PALE It's coming closer, this coming curse Everything is rotting through the core Humankind got what it asked for, Mammon's cancer This shit won't leave you no cure Coming on now, it's dragging you down in to the gore No hope in sight, we are all damned forevermore Your greed, it caused this death galore …we are all damned forevermore Seven curses for the pale The pale beyond the deathly shade Waiting for the churning wave ...welcoming us to the plague! Is this what you envisioned? The stain upon your filthy hands It is too late now to reconcile Coming on now, it's dragging you down in to the gore No hope in sight, we are all damned forevermore Your greed, it caused this death galore …we are all damned forevermore Seven curses for the pale The pale beyond the deathly shade Waiting for the churning wave ...welcoming us to the grave! So, tell me! - What money will pay for this? What?! Say thee…? - There's not enough…? Now! Fix this! - There is no fix? So, endtyme… - We're all doomed… You say we all will die Coz you tried to reach the sky A failure, you'll hang from your tie Lie, die, fry - you can burn in hell… So, tell me! - What money will pay for this? What?! Say thee…? - There's not enough…? Now! Fix this! - There is no fix? So, endtyme… - We're all doomed… ....We're all doomed…
4.
THE CLEANSING FLOOD The wind is howling, knocking at our door The tide is rising to the sky The time has come to reap according to what we've sown The age of recompense is nigh Breaching, it's flooding, it's breaking through the palisades… We've brought the darkness The world will bathe in our blood Time to start over with this beautiful, cleansing flood This beautiful cleansing flood… Breaching, it's flooding, it's flowing over the barricades.. The… cleansing…. flood… It has come to wash our sins away It is time to wipe the filth off the earth History will show our grand failure We caused the deluge to erase all our mistakes To erase all our mistakes… Breaching, deluging, it's flowing over our barriers The flood is coming now the flood is coming
5.
CORRUPT TO INTERRUPT Paying the killing fee Now there’s no chance for me Upper hand is closing its grip Getting close to a madness trip Oh, where to go… Break out of this madness show It’s killing me, I need to flee Intoxicate, spread your hate for the thrill Dominate, let nothing twist your will Create a need for the evil seed Corrupt to interrupt Make deals with the enemy Play a game for your devilry Drain the well from the poor Spread mankind’s self made sore Oh, where to go… Break out of this madness show It’s killing me, I need to flee Intoxicate, spread your hate for the thrill Dominate, let nothing twist your will Create a need for the evil seed Corrupt to interrupt Now you are a nation big People’s suffering paid your rejig But the rage created from this Will pulverize you and your bliss Oh, now we know We learned from your madness show It's killing you The only way is through Intoxicate, spread your hate for the thrill Dominate, let nothing twist your will Create a need for the evil seed...
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HARROWING OF HEAVEN As I gaze upon the sky I see the heavens falling Like a scythe that cuts the rye, guardian angels lie there crawling The holy war was fated to come - angels and demons at play The deafening pounding of the heinous war drum - and the exalted cry Satisfied, the devil starts to hum - as the reaper harvests souls Time makes all succumb… The trumpet calls, the silence falls, slayed bodies lay scattered on the moor -they're charging, onward marching… Going for the fight, crushing all in sight- -Frail seraphs they move so slow, now meal for the crow Unable to fight, celestials flee in flight, spread disease and blight The holy war's not going too well - the hallowed by the malignant slain Heading to where the darkness dwell - and the immaculate die Hear the sound of the sepulchral knell - as the archfoe harrows souls… Bid your last farewell - divine, the funeral bell - go to rest in a narrow cell Every single wight show infernal might Time to overthrow, bring the power down below The saints they cry in woe, there's nothing left to love Going for the strike, smite the holy parasite… Bathe in blood on this glorious dawning - hack 'em down, smite 'em to the ground Maimed and mangled, the seraphim mourning - In crimson drown, in your burial gown They never heeded the penumbral warning - now they rot while the larvae feast on their remains.. Losing this war, heavenly forces flee Blood on their wings, expelled to Hell Malebranche chase them to Phlegethon Gates of Heaven - only debris left… As I gaze upon the sky I see the heavens' burning Corpses of the sacred and divine defiled and eaten by vermin
7.
THE PRINCES IN THE TOWER It was a time of unrest and uncertainty The Rose war had raged for thirty years All of a sudden the king died, a void was left Lord Protector, the duke grabbed control of the events that followed in the wake This was the usurper's opportunity at power As by chance, the crown was now within his grasp… Watch your your steps, what lies beneath …. Hidden underneath the stairs (No bells were to chime!) What happened in their final hour….? The Princes in The Tower Capturing the new, young king, beheading his retinue With his brother, locked up and stowed away, for "protection" it was said far from the light of day, no coronation, illegitimacy was the claim - Titulus Regius Watch your your steps, what lies beneath Hidden underneath the stairs (Dry bones buried by time!) What happened in their final hour? The Princes in the Tower… Imprisoned, while they awaited their fate (Never… to be seen again) The realm was in dismay No pillow talk as the knights came at night Approacing, with murder in sight The boys strangled in their sleep, Their bodies buried, not too deep Unconsecrated ground, Ten feet beneath the White tower No one knows what really happened Except for the clear & obvious facts The Princes were never, never heard from again nor where they seen Never to be found…. The hammer fell down on the usurper two years låter, the kingdom restored… - The princes' sister became queen What happened in their final hour? The Princes in The Tower The Princes in The Tower
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CERTAIN FUTURE Estimates given show us the coming path The pieces laid out up 'till now Somehow they don't fit the ideal plan The clock's approaching midnight now They say the future looks uncertain Things are sliding out of hand But hey! This is what we vouched for … a certain future - yes, indeed Consumption makes the world go 'round, they say Governed by the dollar bill The righteous in their own minds - being the wicked Corporate greed controls our needs They say the future looks a bit shrouded Things have slided out of hand But hey! This is what we vouched for … a certain future, please proceed The pieces in our puzzle don't fit on our board The perfect image of our perfect future world crumble as our jigsaw sink 'neath the water poured The time has come to cash out & collect our common reward Feign architects of Cain's material reign Project capitalis all in vain Only gold remain - all hail their gain Now awaits the mundane, only blissful rain
9.
THE CLEANSING FLOOD The wind is howling, knocking at our door The tide has risen to the sky The time has come to reap according to what we've sown The age of recompense is nigh Breaching, it's flooding, it's breaking through the palisades… We've brought upon the darkness The world will bathe in our blood It's time to start things over again with this beautiful, cleansing flood This beautiful cleansing flood… Breaching, it's flooding, it's flowing over the barricades.. The… cleansing…. flood… It has come to wash our sins away It is time to wipe the filth off the earth History will show we have failed our part We have brought the deluge to erase all our mistakes To erase all our mistakes… Breaching, deluging, it's flowing over our barriers The flood is coming now the flood is coming
10.
THE PRINCES IN THE TOWER It was a time of unrest and uncertainty The Rose war had raged for thirty years All of a sudden the king died, a void was left Lord Protector, the duke grabbed control of the events that followed in the wake This was the usurper's opportunity at power As by chance, the crown was now within his grasp… Watch your your steps, what lies beneath …. Hidden underneath the stairs (No bells were to chime!) What happened in their final hour….? The Princes in The Tower Capturing the new, young king, beheading his retinue With his brother, locked up and stowed away, for "protection" it was said far from the light of day, no coronation, illegitimacy was the claim - Titulus Regius Watch your your steps, what lies beneath Hidden underneath the stairs (Dry bones buried by time!) What happened in their final hour? The Princes in the Tower… Imprisoned, while they awaited their fate (Never… to be seen again) The realm was in dismay No pillow talk as the knights came at night Approacing, with murder in sight The boys strangled in their sleep, Their bodies buried, not too deep Unconsecrated ground, Ten feet beneath the White tower No one knows what really happened Except for the clear & obvious facts The Princes were never, never heard from again nor where they seen Never to be found…. The hammer fell down on the usurper two years låter, the kingdom restored… - The princes' sister became queen What happened in their final hour? The Princes in The Tower The Princes in The Tower

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released November 24, 2023

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Paradogmata Trondheim, Norway

Starting out in 2018, PARADOGMATA initially had a kinda Maiden-esque sound. Though, more extremities got implemented along the way - Thus, the band shifted towards a thrashier, deathier & blacker sound, albeit still maintaining their melodic core.
Album "Endetid" out 24.Nov. 2023!

Paradogmata :

Per A. Haarberg - g
Wojciech Ziembora - g
Svein H. Ruøy - b
"Døds"Bo Anders Vist - d
Frank Bøkseth - v
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