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  • A Prelude To The Process (Full Album - with Lyrics) - Lay It On The Line

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    'A Prelude To The Process' by Lay It On The Line
    UK Hardcore.
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    Lyrics

    Laid Bare

    Laid bare the plans I made.
    Centre on a tiny stage.
    Crawling up this chain
    Strengthened my disdain.
    I made my grave.

    Branches of a climbing tree
    Don’t seem to accomodate.
    I’d rather sleep than see
    This flawed philosophy
    Of my dream.

    Chemistry and Sacred means
    Have shaped my being.

    And I walk through this shallow mould.
    Gathering sand for a pointless goal.
    Treading on those who concede
    To the growing power I breed.

    As It Is isn’t how it seems
    In this world of infinite dreams.
    It’ll only last until you meet
    The Eternal Sleep.

    Laid bare the plans I made.
    Centre on a tiny stage.
    Crawling up this chain
    Strengthened my disdain.
    I made my grave.

    --------------------------
    The Black Horseman

    When the last of the desperate few
    Pray themselves to sleep
    We’ll have a moment’s respite
    Before The Rapture bears its teeth.

    The final refuge of the Grey
    Is apology.
    But there’s no disguising
    The rank futility of their words.

    The Black Horsemen
    Push aside
    The self-righteous cries.
    Man is damned
    As man ignored
    The call for peaceful times.

    Judgement day has come.
    Judgment all on none.
    Laid bare for all to see
    God’s path to destiny.

    The Black Horsemen
    Push aside
    The self-righteous cries.
    Man is damned
    As man ignored
    The call for peaceful times.
    The Black Horsemen
    Push aside
    The self-righteous cries.
    The words of Gods
    Were laid aside,
    As earth became the prize.

    --------------------------
    We Made Our Hell

    There’s nothing greater than The Unity.
    Of the powers we can’t conceive.
    There’s nothing greater than futility
    When it comes to breeding greed.

    And consumerism rages on.
    Despite an abject lack of funds.
    Creating misguided views of how
    We should live in the now.

    And we burn out this ageing oil.
    We founded underneath the soil.
    Illuminating this barren cell.
    We made our Hell.

    Where’s there’s abundance we drain it all.
    Where’s there’s life we enslave it all.
    In innocence we find a way
    To enslave and drain.
    Self-satisfied we think of man
    As the pinnacle of life around.
    Forgetting God as the thing we know
    Runs the show.

    And consumerism rages on.
    Despite an abject lack of funds.
    Creating misguided views of how
    We should live in the now.

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    Suffer The Consequence

    Suffer the consequence
    Of feelings of the flesh.
    These bones still contain
    The Karmic force redressed.

    And you move with eloquence
    But your moves are out of step.
    Lighting matches in the dark
    And calling it Heaven.

    Rewards here on Earth
    Don’t mean a thing.
    It’s a false universe
    Missing out on God’s hand.

    --------------------------
    Scorched Earth Policy

    The cold itch of a thousand stares
    Burning on my neck.
    The scorched earth and razor wire
    Obstructing my ascent.
    Thirty years of obscurity leading up to this.
    The sin of Cain is still rife
    On this earthly dredge.

    There’s no end to the vented hate
    And we choose to partake.
    And so humanity
    Still ignores its fate.

    And I turn to a fallen son
    And a promise of a goal.
    A chance to finish off
    What we all begun.
    But the circle only ends
    When the burden is too much.
    Another twisted body
    Faceless, nameless in the mud.

    It’s been a century
    Since the Greatest War was contained.
    But we’re still judging man
    On behalf of the God we forsake.


    And don’t pretend you can vilify.
    When we’re all content to die.
    For a man-made lie. Show less
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