THE MODERN AGE SLAVERY LYRICS

1. Requiem – For Us All

A new dawn
Another burning morning
For those who live day by day restlessly
Each step in life to recall who you are and where you are from
Labelled as lesser men by the human division of wealth

Wasted life - Disenchanted youth of today
You’ve never learned to put your hands down
To fight - To lose – You drift and die

Hungry crowds in a hopeless battle
Hunger for bread, rights and freedom or just dignity
Still dazed victims without control

Hopeless - this battle you fight alone
These dreams you long for
As you are left to linger in this nothing place
To reflect on what you’ve been given and denied

Sons of old and fake revolutionaries
you are left to reflect
how their ignorance spread lies
you are left to reflect
Sons of these decayed modern times
Sons that are bereft of respect
That end despising all who have a different life
Disenchanted youth of today

Hopeless - This battle you fight alone
These dreams you were meant to lose

Sons of men that lived their lives in shame
Sons of these decayed modern times
You fight to lose – To drift and die

2. The Dawn Prayer

Still your heart facing the last morning sun
Dusty old streets and silence around
Both hands towards the sky reaching out to the void
One god - One immovable faith - One cage
Jihadis committed to death
They are blowing up for soul salvation
A dawn prayer for their sacrifice
For what is worth losing useless lives - Lost in the void

Only a breath of dust will be left
There’ll be no winners neither losers
Through all those years that passed
In this blood-spilled wasteland
Only red tears left to cry
For any suicide murder
And broken lives lost in time

Left dying alone - Disposable son
Pledge of eternal salvation and privileged pain
Your broken lives are lost in time

Still your mind eager for the moment to come
Slivers of red dust and silence around
Both hands towards the sky reaching out to the void
One god - One immovable faith - One cage
Craving the lord sweet caress
They are blowing up for soul salvation
A dawn prayer for their sacrifice - Lost in the void

A cry for any suicide murder – For any broken life
Pledge of eternal salvation and privileged pain
Jihadi foot soldiers in love you’ve been slaves
To bury your life at sunset
To commit your mind blackened by the thought of God

3. Obedience

A promise of love and perfection in which we found a mean
To fight to bleed to struggle to embrace the world
As the final day it looms closer a payback for the “evil” and the “good” ones
For each wound, each crown of thorns, each innocent life.
Glory in the highest, surrender God’s power
And bless this life in blind obedience
With the deepest human pride
For all it’s worth,
And bless life in obedience
With the deepest human pride
For all it’s worth, for what it will be, for anything we’ve got
Is to bless life in blind obedience

A promise of love and perfection
We are what we have been forced to learn
Sons of men erased and blind
With no meaning to live for

As the final day it looms closer a payback for the “evil” and the “good” ones
Likewise it’s the price to pay for facing the world
For all it’s worth, for what it will be,
For everything we’ve got are false meanings to live for

4. The Silent Death Of Cain

He was the pride of my Father
A perfect, obedient, humble son
Neither broken back of tired bones
Nor two arms covered with scars.
But all those days are gone
The golden age of privilege
And what I’ve found in God
Are disrespect and ignorance
Towards my pain
The silent death of Cain
Shivering desires burn inside
A fire, a grief, an old fear

Lord I’ve spilled my brother’s blood
Yet no shame dwells in my heart
Marked since the day I was born
But no one will pray for the silent death of Cain

“And now art thou cursed from the earth,
Which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother’s blood from thy hand;
A fugitive and a vagabond thou shalt be in the earth.
And Cain said unto the Lord: My punishment is greater than I can bear”

A cursed life, in the deepest things of all
The day I died I was left utterly alone
No one will pray for the death of Cain

I steal the days from misery
With simple faith and real sins
Yet no one will pray for the silent death of Cain

5. Ivory Cage

We both are men but we are not equal for you have a gun and I don’t
You fight in the name of a flag for a wage for a head
For the sake of a nation and its democratic laws
Dried-eyed by the horror of wars
Wounded by the sight of suffering and innocent blood
First rumbling of planes then thunderous blow and burning
Among this dusty silence and filthy roads

We both are men but we are not equal for you have a gun and I don’t
(Days) - Months – Years – Decades –
A lifetime of hatred and nothing here for death to take away.

There is more than just what will meet the eye, an infinite succession
Your free world: an ivory cage of contradictions
But how can you realize
How does it feel to suffer like I did?
No you don’t have the right to judge me
But I hope you will realize - oh god I mean it
how does it feel to suffer like I did
That day we will be equal and you’ll have the right to judge my pain

Your free world is an ivory cage

Dried-eyed by the horror of wars
For everyone is suffering and no one is an innocent man

6. Opiate For The Masses

All my slaves - Humble servants
Obey the rules of obscure faith
So many wounds on your lost souls
Large as the eyes of the beast I am
As morning comes, your pain subsides
No place to call your own

Nowhere - No time - No expiation
Devoted to a nameless pain - Endless
Overwhelming hatred all around
Time for no explanations
Cause our life’s a killer
Our rational condition is to obey
Night of resplendent darkness
Lighting ablaze my mortal sun
Dead bones of a soldier long gone
Committed to rot - No pending resurrection
Your death no one will pray

Lost compassion
You are my servants - My humble slaves
I’m your (destructive) obsession
Opiate of the masses - You are here to serve

Stay devoted to obey - To pay
For I am your judge
It’s your only way of life: eternal submission
Bound and tied - Keep your eyes staring at me
While my eyes are stealing your light

Like scratches on bare walls
Surrounded by regrets
Held in possession - Held your lost souls
I’ll consume all your devotion
Crying black tears while you are waiting

Bleeding fingers are scratching on those naked walls
Endless pounding of fists on bare bricks
And you are all my slaves

7. Slaves Of Time

Here are those times recreated
By the brutal-force of sun-drenched images
The light of live - Tragedy
With the knowledge that all for which we lived
Was only a dream - Only a dream

The courtroom walls
The field of execution
The far off phantoms in a circle
Periphery of Rome
Bleached white in naked light
The shots - Our death - Our survival

All slaves, an immediate fate that’s worth a life
Young men pierced by so many tears
From every pore
From their eyes
From the roots of the hair to their own chest

Slaves of time
Slaves of these days
With the knowledge that all for which we lived
Was only a dream only a dream
Slaves of time
Slaves of these days
With the knowledge that all for which we lived
It wasn’t for real wasn’t for real

Here are those times recreated
As an horrid vision of their martyrdom
The light of live - Tragedy
Unjustified, unobjective
A source of solitary shameful tears

8. Icon Of A Dead World

White negroes, do you remember choosing the path of your life?
Was the call, there, simply in the air
Or did you follow some unseen power?
Seeking a confession while moving along
This ever-ending road called life
As gift of past generations:
Dismantled nations - False horizons - Fallen victories

Crushed by madness
You do not really control your life
There are no great men
What you see is what you get
No hidden meanings

Icon of a lost world
Seeking your confession
Darkness of the heart
And no heavenly connections
A lost icon of a dead world
Psychopathic madness
You destroyed the world of your sons

We're all dying and we will be fucking dead for a long time
a speech will not change the world
for those born in times when to fight is to lose
Crushed by madness
They do not really control
They are not great men
But they will talk until they’ve got disciples
Now what you see is what you get
And you cannot get away from here
No there's no hidden heaven
There's no hidden meaning
There's no other place and nowhere else to go

Seeking a confession while moving along
This ever-ending road called life
As gift of past generations:
Dismantled nations and the portrait of a dead world

They were icons of doom

9. Requiem – To My Nation

[freely translated from Pier Paolo Pasolini poem “Alla mia Nazione”]

Not an Arab people, not a Balkan people, not an ancient people
But a living nation, a European nation:
And what are you? Land of infants, hungry and corrupt
Governors employed by farmers, ponytailed prefects,
Like little lawyers smeared with grease and with dirty feet,
Bastard mongrel liberal carcasses like bigoted uncles,
A barrack, a seminary, a free beach, a whorehouse!
Millions of petit bourgeoisie like millions of gorging pigs
Imposing themselves under untouched villas,
Amongst peeling farm houses decaying like churches.
Just because you’ve existed, now you don't exist,
Just because you were conscious, you are unconscious.
And only because you are Catholic, you are not able to think
That your evil is all evil: the blame of every evil.
Sink to the bottom of this beautiful sea of yours

Cleanse the world.

10. Arise

[originally by Sepultura]

Obscured by the sun
Apocalyptic clash
Cities fall in ruin
Why must we die?

Obliteration of mankind
Under a pale grey sky
We shall arise...

I did nothing, saw nothing
Terrorist confrontation
Waiting for the end
Wartime conspiracy

I see the world - old
I see the world - dead

Victims of war, seeking some salvation
Last wish, fatality
I've no land, I'm from nowhere
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Face the enemy
Manic thoughts
Religious intervention
Problems remain







THE MODERN AGE SLAVERY LYRICS