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Coronation

by The Conduit

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1.
The Christ Counterfeit 01:38
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Do all you problems melt away? How could we know what to expect? Why do we keep playing the game Awarding us with our regrets? Demonstrate your tricks for dimes So is it your place of mine? The question begs a new brigade Of dead men walking through the night If I can live with blood on my hands Then she would grovel at my command And you can pretend everything’s fine And suffer despite your limited time These shadows lurk where ever I stand This solemn nature earns reprimand I just want to think and feel Like I took enough when nothing’s enough
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Eryx 03:33
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All hail the night In crisis and subsistence Instigate divide In the guise of your resistance I have become the locus threat My tribe once held captive by a thread Unleashed as your harbingers of death Now I’ll open the gate I’ve given you design I can take it away Muster the courage to contend and I will seal your fate Back to the abomination from whence you came Will the scythe held reign eternal Or trade us like Dionysus? Stand against time and worlds infernal That once sought my coronation You have become what I’d expect Anticipating shifts where our realms clash With vision clear The storm may come to pass As I open the gate I relinquish the key now we’re one and the same The light that fills your soul conceals your face With vision once ascribed to the insane Will the scythe held reign eternal Or trade us like Dionysus? Stand against time and worlds infernal That once sought my coronation I decry An ambiguity so bleak It erodes this mind That fails to contain me The astral form Projecting as we sleep While they unanimously state “Hot damn that cat can play.” Clench my fist Enchanted is it’s grasp Possessing Your intent broken like glass In astral storms That brought you to your knees Because we’re unified by hate, Our dissent, and my embrace Will the scythe held reign eternal Or trade us like Dionysus? Stand against time and worlds infernal That once sought my coronation Coronation
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Of Smoke and Porcelain 04:53
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Behind the smoke Infinite form Alters take hold Once more Becoming culled Your words entrancing me Codes I’ve yet to interpret Your core scathed far beneath It’s porcelain surface Nothing is as it seems to be Won’t you convey that I deserve this? Are these outcomes only a dream When apparently imperfect? Maybe you’re in a trance When you tell yourself this can’t be happening Despite the circumstance You aren't the only prisoner of make believe The souvenirs you keep Should they remind you of each lie that we’ve been told You’ll still feel lost to me Because I recognize you’ve become culled Your words entrancing me Codes I’ve yet to interpret Your core scathed far beneath It’s porcelain surface Nothing is as it seems at least Could you respond like I deserve this? Because these outcomes have no meaning Other than appearing imperfect Entombing the meek The world as it’s seen Is artificial and bleak And this form won’t compel me To Compromise: The language of those soon forgotten I won’t comply But I’ll burn this bridge and watch you drop dead Don’t let this make your head spin Because I don’t feel a thing Doesn’t mean I don’t see That when nothing compels me I’ll just wear YOUR bleeding heart On my sleeve What fate will we attain Without hope? This feeling we exchange Merely to cope You laugh when you’re afraid Shielded in smoke So then maybe you won’t Become so cold What fate will we decry When we’ve lost hope This heart that I confide In you to hold I smiled when you died Behind the smoke Is this the reason I’m becoming culled? These words they escape me In codes you’ll never interpret Because you’re scathed so far beneath Your porcelain surface More corroded than you seem to be Don’t tell me I deserve this This outcome must be preconceived To have become this imperfect
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Self-Portrait 04:44
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All intentions met The reason you believe we’re meant to Martyr the life and blood Of what this self portrait reflects A symbol of desire The shadow of what you’ve repressed Where this mind reconciles I always knew that I would Find you Here in this Space between the light Can I convince Myself it’s real enough? Won’t let this go Forsaken like before Keep this dream close And never wake up You think that’s air you’re breathing? Fall deeper into sleep Your mind belongs to me You’ll hope your life away This trauma may come to pass With the signature energy You interpret as your sacred path I’ve spent my life awake Insomnia as my compass I knew I’d alter states But I never intended to Find you Here in this Space between the light Can I convince Myself it’s real enough? I won’t let this go Forsaken like before Keep this dream close And never wake up Lost in the wake of what The moon and sun emanate Frequencies dictate Sentience simulated Omens of the stars Indifference demonstrated In what you proclaim Reminiscent of what you take from me I’m torn between your dominion And where we begin Symbiosis within Constructs of nature eternally Am I meant to believe That time isn’t always against me? Omens of the stars Indifference demonstrated In what you proclaim Reminiscent of what you take from me Will I discover soon? Unveil the truth awaiting Here in this Space between the light? Can I convince Myself it’s real enough? Won’t let this go Forsaken like before Keep this dream close And never wake up
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Allure 04:34
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Behold the antichrists domicile Within your cells A hollow frame Where eternally His legacy is placed I venerate innocence Yet dwell in your distain The oath you take To lock away And terminate the threat We won’t cease fire Until all who remain left Honor codes that we have kept clear You set your sights In motion Like a firefly harrows night I waive your signs And devotion Because nothing allures these eyes And nothing will satisfy Like the genocide That which you placate In the the tyrants name Because you feel nothing inside In my nature to conspire I can bear the weight Of my consciousness But I can only hold my tongue So long as this truth still exists What may conspire When our enemies reveal The light they once concealed clear You set your sights In motion Like a firefly harrows night I waive your signs And devotion Because nothing allures these eyes I can see what this scribe compels The hexes that consume your mind into the spell Your masters contemplate the reset back But they don’t give a fuck about you as a matter of fact I bargain with the gods to turn this heart to stone As I walk among cadavers to attain the throne Recognize what my scribe compels I am the corridor that transcends from your masters contrived hell Resigning Automated Subservient inscription Resigning Automated Subservient inscription You set your sights In motion Like a firefly harrows night I waive your shrine And devotion Because nothing allures these eyes I bargain with the gods to turn this heart to stone As I walk among cadavers to attain the throne Recognize what my scribe compels I am the corridor that transcends from your masters contrived hell
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Kill Grid 04:21
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Vivid is the wisdom to accept this fate Whether it be a gift of God or desperation To watch those complicit suffocate May your eyes indulge in their devastation Altruistic the heart that's synchronized with the rhythm of it's service weapon Assigned as an extension to the limbs that shall be ripped from us If I'm torn into pieces give my regards to the righteous ones Won't die brave but eager to fuck my enemies up Civilization united in fear Contrasting fallacies end the same way When luminescent paths become unclear And there are no apparent means of escape Only surrendering To what enslaves me In blood offerings Awaiting satellite signal response Is this an adequate amount Of bloodshed for the gods? The mind concealing sacred symbols spawned Unveils the advent of the second renaissance We manifest before your eyes Religious projections of your mind All in your head This game we simulate Unlocks and trophies Per tossed grenade Kill 'em all dead As you recite this phrase "My life's only a game" Hell hounds deploy Seek and destroy When this prayer fails to keep you safe Remember the instincts we've instilled So that when your hands begin to shake You'll keep your aim still and shoot to kill
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Red Hand On 4 04:00
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Smoke fills the air I think about our life before interference was there But people underestimate the cruelness that we’re capable of I’m reminded when I see my friends bodies in pieces torn up Mostly can’t take my mind off how grievance held us It holds me tight Won’t let me go It’s suicide Behind this scope The ground is wet And stained with red I hear screams through the walls ’Til no life is left At this point I wonder How many card games exist But since the apocalypse I’d say my brothers only play styx And still we keep entertained Because the enemies tied up outside Get cigarette burns Depending on how many pop songs they can recite God help us What we’ve become Please save me from My religion Of homicide Please cut these hands From this wretched beast Here where I stand When the offering was lost on us Every choice became less obvious So you were born into a battlefield Well the world before you was a carnival A war waged against those less treasonous Bred temperament’s you’re quick to fault I covet the life born into this war Your rifle like your brush to canvas You saw not what prisoners we were before The second renaissance fell reprimanded I cling to the sentiment of what you said “Give me liberty or give me death.” So honor the land that the left hand has torn Offer blood until she can’t drink anymore To die fighting is the only thing we live for We’re not casualties of But purveyors of war Held captive by the shit that fills your head “How will liberty serve me in my death?”

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released November 17, 2020

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The Conduit Orlando, Florida

The Conduit is a math metal composer creating music from Bend, Oregon USA. The sound is designed for listeners who desire complexity and a distinguished melodic profile. Most songs are comprised of Fibonacci rhythmic motives and meticulously head bang-able time signatures. The Conduit is evolving to accommodate listeners by sharing a refined musical ideology. ... more

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