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letra de larva irae incarnatum - chonny jash

(swamp. mountain
ocean. canyon
town. tower
moon.)

(are you worried?
are you scared?
so you should be
life’s not fair.)

majora’s mask:

are you worried? are you scared?
so you should be. death’s not fair
it beckons slowly. it never wanes
to live to avoid it is to die vain
the gods of ancient have heard your call
and yet, you’ll die here;
to death, you’ll fall
i have grown tired of watching fools grow old

so, feel the cold
feel its hold begin to grab your hollow, harrowed soul
tell me, boy, are you vain enough to think you’ve atoned?
oh, no
now’s the time. here’s the place
it’s the final day for the boy too scared to wear his own face
take your stance. take your aim
take that which you claim
fight for keeps now, boy, this isn’t child’s play
fate’s not on your side
they’re all going to die tonight

majora’s incarnation:

these are weak things, all these masks
borne from weaklings’ petty tasks
restless spirits. worthless lives
all will burn beneath ancient fires
i am more than. i am all
i’m the dissonance this world holds
i am chaos. i am rage
i am cruelty
and now, i am uncaged

fate’s not on your side
they’re all going to die
pray out all you like
i heard clear, and denied
run for your life

dance, boy, dance. what’s your ploy to stop my plans
while you’re scrambling around on the ground as if you ever stood a chance?
hit me, boy, hit me!
…but your arrow never lands
i can count how many hours you’ve got left with only one of my hands
catch me if you can!
you should have saved your breath instead of wasting it on that chant
the gods can’t hear you, man!
or, sorry, you’re a child, aren’t you?
sorry, you look tired. are you?
too bad, cur, you’ve incurred the wrath of beings above you

everything you’ve done is just like everything you’ve said
it’s non-existent, it’s all silent; it’s a mask without a head
you’ve gotten c-cky, boy
they call you “coy” but i see the rottenness employed
you’re an ex-royal envoy, played with, stretched through time like a toy
they never cared for you; a tool to use when times were blue
discarded the moment things started looking up
a puppet, heartless
hard on breath? you got much left?
you think you’ll get away with theft?
you stole what is sacred – you stole time from those who had none left
can i ask you a question, boy?
your friends, what kind of people are they?
and will they be there at the end of the day?
can i ask you a question, boy?
do the things that make you happy also make your friends happy?
can i ask you a question, boy?
does the right thing – the right thing to you – also make others happy too?
can i ask you a question, boy?
is the face beneath the mask really true?
is that you?
is that face truly who you choose to let on through?

let’s play strong vs. weak
you hide – i will seek
no matter how you sneak
in time i’ll hear you shriek

majora’s wrath:

boy. look what you’ve brought on –
vita terminum
fool. look what you’ve done –
larva irae incarnatum

you think you’re tough, boy?
you think you’re top sh-t?
i see your bluff, boy
and i call it

life can be rough, boy
death, even more
you don’t got the stuff, boy
i win this war

by my gravity, they will fall
every cretin, one and all
no more puppets. no more freaks
you won’t find the ending that you seek

time’s not on your side
nor is it on mine
time cares not for anyone
i win this on pure might

play your song
start anew
i’ll still be here when you do

- chonny jash

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