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To The Fathers

from Scorn Aesthetics by Ad Patres

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Your grave... Epitath barely in stone
Your name... Among the ones you dread
Engraved... Under the heavy stone of fate
Your name... The link throughout ages

Your whole life spend running away
From all the ones you execrate

Your fucking quest was vain
You will now rest in pain
Your souls are linked any fucking way
And now let go, it's far too late

You try to hide but you can't escape,
Accept your fate now you're below grave
It's time, realize, missed your attempt
Open your eyes, failed as Oedipus

Welcome, my son, to our den
We were waiting for you the last
one of us as before the old times returning
as from now we're gathered to start again where we left

Deemed orphanage relief from torment
Prayers answered, torture had no end
Their passing was no more than respite
Your death is the resumption of fate

Do you burn looking forward ? (4x)

You've been thrown... To the fathers
You've been thrown...

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from Scorn Aesthetics, released September 3, 2012

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In days Metal scene is invaded with styles and bands where many value appearance over musicianship, it would easy to forget that intensity and power are the roots upon which was built DEATH METAL.

AD PATRES deals with refreshing the memory of amnesiacs.

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