The first offering from the Thanatos EP written by guitarist and producer, Ian Waye, hailing from Edmonton, AB Canada.
lyrics
In the eye of the storm
A boy was born
With a weight on his shoulders
And from his home, he was torn
Son of Satan, Son of God
False prophets were never much to him
Dithering about the world beyond
A child riddled with agony
Agony
Misanthropic, nihilistic, dilated fantasy
Gorged upon in life, as in death
Incongruous and aqueous by nature
Absent, meandering soul bereft
Beaten into submission
The lines have been drawn
Hark, the scholars have bidden thee
Summon yourself upon this fateful dawn
Tunneled vision
Breath so pure
In light of what's to come
A malevolence is the cure
A character, not an age
Defining the meaning of man
Erupting from the rivers of hell
Burned at the stake for all to see
credits
from Thanatos,
track released September 7, 2018
Guitars and Programming - Ian Waye
Vocals - Ian Waye
Producing - Ian Waye
Mixing and Mastering - Ian Waye
Album Art - Mark Cooper
Logo - Christophe Szpajdel