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Astral Advancement
02:44
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On knowing the ultimate truth
Not wanting to follow the herd
Seeing through their strange doctrines
Amazed to see people follow
Wandering through life shackled
Never realising they’re slaves
To ancient texts bent through time
When science was in its infancy
Primitive was their approach
As they made sense of it all
I look up at the stars in awe
I see their subtle beauty
They have watched us from the start
And they have the answers
What we’ve been searching for
A better understanding
To why we exist and endure
No deities, symbols and texts
Place your faith in science, shape your own future
Be your own master, and be free
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To Become Stardust
03:43
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Rejecting all that’s put before me
Cleansing the mind of any thoughts
Knowing all we are is stardust
Recycled though aeons in space
The vacuum in which we journey
All the way to the end of our time
Forever burning are the stars
Beacons that give the universe structure
To me their existence gives hope
To one day join their elegant life
When all earth ceases to live
Void of life we fuel the fire
We join the endless circle of matter
A circle lacking religion and emotion
Forever and ever the cosmos is reborn
Emotionless is space and time
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Rejection of modern life
A longing for ways of old
Not content with life now
Thinking when things were different
Worry was never an issue
An atmosphere not seen now
A feeling not felt for years
I abhor the modern living
It makes me sick inside
I long for open spaces
Through ranges and forests
I am at one with earth
I am an upholder of the old school
Values rooted deep inside me
Would mean not much to you
I have visions beyond
A deep connection with the cosmos
Never will these concern you
Never will you feel its influence
Unchanged, enlightened and steadfast
I journey on alone
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Regarding religion in all its forms
Not to single out any particular doctrine
To simplify it all into one god
Fundamentally, its all the same, just different deities
To look upon it with more than just scrutiny
And to realise that it’s a disease
A disease of the mind, psychological
A tragic devolution of consciousness
No man can be sane if he thinks god exists
To think there is any higher power
Is to give in and let go of reality
To be a slave to texts and gods in the sky
And to do so is to corrupt the mind
To shackle the very nature of it
To have it wither away and die
Instead of being free and developing
Religion should be banished
Cast out from society, totally rejected
A disease that can be cured naturally
But only if you want to be free
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Sporadic Rotherham, UK
Sporadic are a death metal band from Rotherham, South Yorkshire, UK. Born from a giant egg in 2004 with a brief interlude working in Trevor McDonald's Late Night Emergency Pharmacy they've continued to make the music they love and have a laugh!
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