Good Morning New Age.
This is a welcome speech. Not like the ones you always hear.
You abandoned yourselves, you betrayed all your struggles, in the name of lethargy and sloth.
And while you are on your own,
you forgot to awaken,
you forgot to embrace the knowledge of the world.
Wake up you fools.
Stand up from your coaches submissive and idle and impolite frauds.
Breath like you mean it, let those lungs live for a while.
Stop staring your devices for those so called eyes will pop out.
But then you lay on your chair until comfort takes your breath
Gazing at screens of yonder realms.
And you forgot who you are,
You forgot how to breathe,
You forgot to salvage the knowledge of the world,
Wake up you fools.
Stand up from your coaches submissive and idle and impolite frauds.
Or just stare at your device until your so called eyes pop out.
Threshold, Obedience is on your threshold
I saw Lethargos Rises
Behold, the time has come
For you to stand up, or just exhale the air I breathe
“Inhaling causes severe damage to those who can’t afford intelligence or mere knowledge. Well, I kind of feel the urge to punch their noses.”
And you forgot who you are,
You forgot what you breathe,
You forgot to salvage the knowledge of the world,
Wake up you fools.
Stand up from your coaches submissive, idle and impolite frauds.
Or just stare at your device until your so called eyes pop out.
credits
from A Royal Hunt,
released June 9, 2017
Guest Solo by Bob Katsionis
Mixed by John Mcris
Music by Fotis Tampas
Lyrics by Ethan Tziokas
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