Silenced

from Many Fine Dragons by Fyrce Muons

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SILENCED

The night before a last day on earth, our hero finds no solace in self. The final pleas of our villain are met with anger and disdain. Back in the master control room, our other hero puts the final programming of the virus into place, but she is being watched.

M

My light has come
And now I need that darkness that was my friend
To be blind again like the lowest in the earth
This truth does not give me freedom, but a curse instead to guide me to an end
This love of mine is lost to me, now given to the sculptor
Whose hands alone with naked eyes will shape the work to come
Yes father, for her I give to you

THE QUORUM

Do your thing
To sanctify
Grace for thee
Servitude

THE ORACLE

Recently these bad decisions
Burning down the altar space
I know that you’re not a savior
I know where your mind was made
I can see your force of purpose
Just to satisfy your need
You will kill your loving interest
You will kill your children there
Passion isn’t really knee deep
Killing souls is just a need
I can see there’s nothing to you
You have fallow dreams my seed

M

You cry for redemption and don’t even know it
The glory you’re seeking
There’s nothing to show for it
You made me a bastard and now we’re pariahs
Your gestures are hollow
Magnificent irony

THE ORACLE

You are like a stolen mother
Dreaming of your children gone
Prancing like a vestal angel
Greedy for your pride that way
As you view the situation
As you see your destiny
If you choose to send the meaning
You have fallow dreams my friend
Passion have you for the power
Running through your blood of rage
You can feel the final hour
You are much too small to save

M

I see it in your crooked face
I see me in your eyes of steel
I see it in your hair
I see it in your ears
And you have taken my hands
And you have shackled my feet
And you have silenced this tongue

PEA

I am leaving behind
This mortal stain will soon meet it’s mate
One more byte here
One more tweak there
The chosen are not
Now truth they never will be
The sirens who for so long have sung their sticky webs of promise
For a grateful race I am fit to give this end
And you my father can go to hell with me

THE ORACLE

My God and now you take my soul

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from Many Fine Dragons, released February 6, 2017

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Forty five years of gothic space punk and electro pop reminiscent of Krautrock. Fyrce Muons continue to defy any musical genre with their provocative concept albums, improvisational and surrealistic spoken word.

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