The Amenta - Tabula Rasa lyrics

We'll rise up to the sky On the smoke of sirens. Countless among the stars Of the footpaths shattered gla**. Put our troubles on the fire And they'll burn like books. We'll dance to the tattoo Of a thousand erratic hearts, The drumming of heels And polyrhythmic punches. Building's flame's dart Across the angles of mask. Assimilation of the will. A N O N Y M O U S One flicker in inferno. Finally a clean slate Underneath all the bruising. Razed to the ground. Tabula Rasa. We'll riot in the flicker Of a hanged man's heels. The clatter of nails And spasms of tongue. Building's flame's dart Across angles of mask. A S S I M I L A T I O N An ember in the fury. Crystallized, reduced. One mask among many. Obliterate's dissolve In a ritual of flame. One flame in inferno. Simplified, reduced. One mask among many. An ember in the fury In a ritual of flame. We'll burrow into the earth And drown in the soil. Drunken among the stones We'll dig our own grave. Melt the shackles from our wrists In a furnace of fists. A flare of faceless dilettantes. A cabal without direction. Remember. Remember. (Our features all Identi-Kit) The fifth of November A plot with a f**ing reason. A feeling of omnipotence In the symmetry of violence. But it binds our mouths And pulls our teeth. We'll skitter in the wind In the ill winds of stasis. Formless in the meleè Of a contemptuous ma**. We are not, and will never. We'll dance to the tattoo Of a thousand erratic hearts, The drumming of heels And polyrhythmic punches. Building's flame's dart Across the angles of mask. Assimilation of the will. An ember in the fury. Crystallized, reduced. One mask among many. Obliterate's dissolve In a ritual of flame. One flame in inferno. Simplified, reduced. One mask among many. An ember in the fury In a ritual of flame.