Let me tell you the biggest secret
I shall confess my deepest regrets
I've known this game for so long
Yet I'm trading the right for wrong
We've all been devoted to our fate
Just after we'd pass the Blindur's gate
They thought they were one's this creeps you see
But they're all forgotten just like you and me
It's the way of all flesh, and they will be used
As long as Mr. Masfool wants to be amused
No one can ever leave this place,
You're doomed to be one of these crippled creeps
So it's true
And we're all losers
I have to admit that we're destined to be tormids
It's my time as an excess to the rabble
The one, on wings of desire
Should revere the master and deny that he's from fire
No chain or habit could keep me here
We're not those who insist to live in fear
The biggest loser of all times shall be
The one who plays this self-made misery
But accept my sincere, deepest apology
You've forgotten the precious gift you offered me
The dancer who burns down masters sagacity
Sometimes a little improvidence change
Brings the end of an empires age
credits
from The Great Blindur,
released October 30, 2013
Music: Behrooz Parham
Lyrics: Babak Parham
Blackened death metal riffs and Lovecraftian horror go hand-in-hand on the Seattle brutalists' ferocious eight-track epic. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 6, 2023