Here we stand, the wretched unsealed, alongside the dead and dying,
Resurrected from deep within death and hades,
Stricken with the irreversible darkness of our final judgement,
Those wretched pages have turned for the last time
Without even a negligible shade of our pass to ascension,
And now, in cold chaotic remembrance we are cast down into infinite ruin
Into the flames of our failure, our inhuman misery
With screams of desperation and despair,
We descend beyond recognition, our blasphemous hearts decay, we fall,
Further and further into the all consuming flames of our eternal damnation,
Burning, rotting alongside the blood-soaked spirits of death,
And in these final dissonant moments, it becomes clear,
I'm never going home, how have we fallen so far?
Why did we refuse to be saved?
What have we become?
supported by 12 fans who also own “In Dissonant Silence II : Decessus”
I'm a big fan of The Faceless middle two albums and when I saw Lyle Cooper was on this album I knew I needed to check it out. I bought the discography almost instantly, reminds me a little of The Faceless and a bit more of Fallujah who I also adore. Well worth the money, Support these great Musicians! dragonslayer8228