THE SOULLESS ARCHITECT LYRICS

1. From Youth to Now

I'm so obsessed with the past like it defines me
It's as if everything before me binds me to history
Each sound of the clock is a place in time that's haunting, and I can't help but hear what the voices have to say

It's difficult to turn away when to commit that sin's to turn away for good and grow
I'd venture into the unknown and leave history alone

See, everything that's made me who I am is a product of every mistake I placed in my way
A consequence of the choices I made: lost friends; lost hope; lost family

A broken home was left to be mended,
But it was left to rot like a life in chains unattended
At the end, a stupid boy afraid to grow let his chest burn in vain
So, he chose to tease veins with blades, followed by lettered scars on his broken chest

I just want to re-experience the shaping of youth
If I knew then what I know now, I would change every single thing

I don't care if the past shaped who I am, for I hate who I've become
There's a lack of complacence in my mistakes
I want to change everything

I see infinity like God
Was this his viewpoint of humanity?
Perhaps, he too saw regrets;
So, he left us to rot in the midst of our insanity

I just want to re-experience the shaping of youth
If I knew then what I know now, I would change every single thing

I don't care if the past shaped who I am, for I hate who I've become
I want to change everything I see between my youth unto now

It's fifteen minutes until the clock strikes four,
And my eyes are loosely stitched by webbing spun in seconds of obscenity
I see fragments of history that could never be wiped clean

I'm counting all the blinds, each hides memories
I see space between each one, a vacuum of millisecond history

I twist the rod as if I could modify the vacant face,
But when the blinds reopen, my eyes still stare back with disgrace

I just want to re-experience the shaping of youth
If I knew then what I know now, I would change every single thing

I don't care if the past shaped who I am, for I hate who I've become
I want to change everything I see between my youth unto now

2. Malefic Threnody

Ludicrously, you steal from me pained ounces of my sanity
Broken fucking symphonies for your
Archaic, neurotic design
Creator of Time, Father of Lies
I'll break through the glass and hang you from the sky
Within this misery, I'll crucify all self-righteous swine

You're nothing but a monstrous, parasitic cancer
A fatal disaster burning my every nerve and bone
Six years it took for you to break me down into a tomb,
But I will never rest for I seek the death of you everlasting throne

The root of my salvation was what locked me away
Gold in my heart that melted with dismay

I, corrupter, the malefic annihilator, shall hang you from the very throne from which you gave decree
Your existence will haunt me nevermore, and the crows from your barren wasteland shall sing your threnody

You're nothing but a monstrous, parasitic cancer
A fatal disaster burning my every nerve and bone
Six years it took for you to break me down into a tomb,
But I will never rest for I seek the death of you everlasting throne

The root of my salvation was what locked me away
Gold in my heart that melted with dismay

Upon these bars shall your hands be pinned;
Until blackness befalls shall you be freed of sin

Upon these bars shall your hands be pinned;
Until blackness befalls shall you be freed of sin

You're nothing but a monstrous, parasitic cancer
A fatal disaster burning my every nerve and bone
Six years it took for you to break me down into a tomb,
But I will never rest for I seek the death of you everlasting throne

The root of my salvation was what locked me away
Now free from your static disarray, I can erase you

Steal from me life
Steal from me every ounce of sanity,
But your reign will be brought to an end
Steal from me life
Steal from me every ounce of sanity
I swear this night will be your downfall

3. Autonomous

[Instrumental]

4. Reflections

There's a depressive entity within binding me to fragments of eternity
"Fear the unknown," it speaks to me, as it incinerates my sanity
No matter how many times I beat my head to the wall, the voices don't stop
They don't stop; they don't stop
No matter how much I stitch close my mouth, it snaps wide like a maw

Blackened have become the bars upon which my hands were pinned
The fire's gone, but the damage is done
Beyond the window, I now see the flood
That'll surely take me to the sea

If I hope to escape, I must cope and shape myself into someone that can be saved
For nobody wants to pull a lifeless body from the sea

So, I refuse. I refuse to be that which I'd die to never see
I, I refuse. I refuse to be defined by history

Was my perception a lie that I used to cope with the stress, and distress, that pounded in my chest with every single heavy breath that left me breathless?

Every ounce of sanity disintegrated, leaving me helpless against my inexorable reflections

I've gone into shock and an irreparable frame of thought
All that I witnessed to revert I know not
My body trembles, skin gets torn by nails

Flooded, I've become
Become, have I flooded?
How could I think to save myself
When all I see is black?

If I hope to escape, I must cope and shape myself into someone that can be saved
For nobody wants to pull a lifeless body from the sea

So, I refuse. I refuse to be that which I'd die to never see
I, I refuse. I refuse to be defined by history

There's solace in silence, but solace is not found
Yet silence is profound like the chaos in my head
Clairvoyant tongues speak to me,
"The clock passing the past moments forgotten" will spring forth the dead

Thus I stare back into disgraceful eyes as I reignite every moment in time and I state, "I will not be flooded."

5. Fragments of History

We are but dots in a timeline
Circulating this plane of existence
A collection of memories bound to a
Transparent sphere of poignancy

Negative prevalence
Arrogant negligence
These moments are temporary
An expiring matrimony

In this presence of time and space, I saw everything
But I could not shake the pretense of changing every place

Everything was written, scratched off and rewritten again and again,
But I could not change my fate

Each moment in time bore endless faces of crime
A victim of time, I'm terrified of history

In this presence of time and space, I saw everything, and I watched it burn

I've witnessed all I will become if I keep up this corrosive course
Where is the epicenter?
What is the source?
Could I salvage what's left of me?

I've witnessed all I will become if I keep up this corrosive course
Where is the epicenter?
What is the source?
To hell with history

Negative prevalence
Arrogant negligence
These moments are temporary
An expiring matrimony

In this presence of time and space, I saw everything,
But I could not shake the pretense of changing every place

I never used to feel like this.
I used to never think of death or hear voices. ¹

Daily, I'm haunted by the shortness of days, ²
But maybe I shouldn't stay nor adhere to my choices

I will walk away and start anew and leave the imperfections
All the fragments of history behind
For history no longer defines me

It's difficult to turn away when to commit that sin's to turn away for good,
But I will venture into the unknown tied in knots and crucified, and leave history alone

[¹ a Departure, La Dispute
² a Poem, La Dispute]







THE SOULLESS ARCHITECT LYRICS