New Age Demo

by Malixiria

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released 21 December 2012

Music by Malixiria
Lyrics by Devin Odell
Recorded and Produced by Mike Belliveau

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Malixiria Moncton, New Brunswick

Hey, we are MALIXIRIA!
...or MXA for short.

We are currently a 4-piece, based in Halifax, NS, and we're more than ready to bring you one hell of a show!!! BRACE YOURSELVES ;)

We shall leave none standing on both feet, bringing both technical ferocity and a melodic essence to it all.

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Track Name: Altruistic Failure
I move from land to hand,
to reconcile this cruel demand
I can go hand in hand,
with any living man

I move from hand to land,
to satisfy this high demand
I can go hand in hand,
with the highest power of man

And what man can deny,
the power of hope that I provide
My people simply stand by,
my hands, their lives

What man can simplify,
my perfect ideals that purify
My people can only stand by
as I reveal my stance

A SIMPLE STEP IN THE WRONG DIRECTION
AND THE HERD IS SENT DOWN TO THE SLAUGHTER, BUT
A MERE GLANCE TOWARD PERFECTION
AND THE HERD IS LULLED TO A STATE OF INACTION

There is pain within every human mind; the treasure’s buried deep
My interest - one, sole, and alone - is to wash it all away and replace it with harmony
Though our souls have faded through time I can save you from the end

A new state of mind - a creation - is enough for the new godsend
The usurpers of this world are mortal nonetheless
A zeitgeist of pure altruism will be the century to suppress

Rest and close your eyes, my children god denies you
The end passes you by because you stay rested
Through my means

HEY,

WAKE UP, look at what stands before you now
A nation far worse off than before

IT HAPPENS AGAIN AND AGAIN,
A cherished symbol of hope turns into catastrophe

YOU FOOLS, don’t you realize
The only thing that has changed is your perceptions of

HOPE, PEACE, AND LOVE
Even though it won’t be enough to lift you up

OUT OF THE BLOOD

YOUR LACK OF SKEPTICISM HAS BEEN THE CAUSE OF YOUR DEMISE

BUT THE SKEPTICS ALIKE HAVE BEEN LONG SINCE SENTENCED TO DIE

NOW, A NEW ERA

AND TODAY IS THE FIRST DAY WE BEGIN OUR COMMUNAL GENOCIDE
Track Name: Pyrrhic Victory
This battle, this force
Overdue for a generation
Bury your mind, let out your voice
This SHIT is fucking LIBERATING

These bodies, my sacrifice
These bodies are my sacrifice for justice
Nothing to lose, and everything to gain
My sacrifice will erase the stain of time

The world tries to deny us and our strife
Oh? But we’ll give ‘em hell ‘till the end of our life

My kin, my clan, my allies
Have been killed for a generation
This is the line, this is your fucking time

RELEASE YOUR WILL
WHY
HAVE WE BEEN RAISED TO DIE
FOR NOTHING?
WAS IT YOUR IDEALS, OR
THE RAGE WE FEEL THAT’S CAGED US IN A LIFE OF MONOTONY?

For those caught between the fucking cracks
And you can’t even tell your left from right...

ATTACK

Watch your back
The rules are arbitrary
This has been set in stone
For a lack
Everything’s accommodation
Nothing is the epitome of life
There’s no need to fight so hard
For the end of the world
It’s all happening right behind your eyes
As nature unfurls

YOU CAN’T GET TOO CARRIED AWAY RIGHT NOW
OH, YOU CAN’T EVEN TELL YOUR FRIEND FROM FOE IN HERE
BURY YOUR MIND, STENGTHEN YOUR RESOLVE
OH, YOU CAN’T EVEN TELL THE RIGHT FROM WRONG INSIDE
FOR OUR HEREDITY; INDIVIDUALITY
PYRRHIC VICTORY
YOU CAN’T GET SCARED AWAY RIGHT NOW
OH, YOU CAN’T EVEN TELL THE FAR AWAY FROM IN HERE
BURY YOUR EYES, LISTEN TO YOUR SOUL
OH, YOU CAN’T EVEN SAY YES OR NO INSIDE
FOR OUR HEREDITY; INDIVIDUALITY
PYRRHIC VICTORY

We are the ones that skim through aeons to withdraw our connections
We are the googol drudging through the googolplex of pretensions

We are myriad forsaken flies
Trapped in this web as we’re gorged by the spiders
Yet we are the army of the 21st century - to withdraw is insurrection
Arcane worlds in question ferment right behind my eyes

We will lose everything to win
To win a war anymore
But this time the stain in my mind is erased
As you’re killed right in front of my eyes

ANOTHER SUCH VICTORY AND I AM UNDONE
Track Name: Chorus Of Hatred
RAGE!
Every man, woman, child, size, race and

AGE!
Has been wronged by this madness

The bridges to the ark have been cut down, gone from our sights
Every last golden ticket has been burned by their fire’s bright

HOLINESS!
Can it be felt by a world ravaged by

HOMELESSNESS?
The ground swept out from under our feet

This is more than a club that won’t let us in, this is an oligarchy
Taking to the skies, leaving us to die, CAN OUR HATRED REACH?

ALL WE KNOW IS CONSTANT ABANDONMENT
THE GROUND HAS SWALLOWED YOU WHOLE AND I STILL OFFER MY HAND
BUT ALL WE HAVE IS WHAT’S BEEN TAKEN FROM US
WE STILL HAVE SO MUCH LEFT, CAN’T WE GIVE TO EACH OTHER?
THE BRIDGES TO THE ARK HAVE BEEN CUT DOWN, GONE FROM OUR SIGHTS
EVERY LAST GOLDEN TICKET HAS BEEN BURNED BY THEIR FIRE’S BRIGHT HOLINESS

We stand with our fists towards the skies [],
Imagined as a joke, a fear to open eyes [],
We lie down here to expose the truth [],
Rise from the dead to know what we are [],

[WE ARE THE HATED]

The moment you die, you’ll find redemption
But taking your life would render me blind as you’ve so painstakingly become

You can’t see anything for the corpses piled in front of you
The moment we rise, you’ll cry for justice

But knowing it not, you’ve finally been caught in a life of confused resentment

You can’t see anything for the corpses piled in front of you
I saw you cry for justice, like we did each and every night

But there’s still no satisfaction
In this senseless senselessness
We lie down to watch you rise
Paralyzed; not a thought of standing
And you look down on the herd without words
Without a desire to join;
You are
Of what we all have inside;
A reflection

SO WE ALL JUST SING THE FUCKING CHORUS

Though our hatred might seem sedated
Arm the patrons; the chorus of hatred