by Ostracist

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Fake 03:45
Every single day all I do is fake, just to escape from loneliness Put on plastic smiles, happy for a while, But the night’s a total mess. Wearing shades of joy, like a human toy, So that no one understands. Parody of youth, agony of truth And a vague tomorrow -Gloomy jester, shadow chaser, in a creepy smiling face King liar, false messiah, forsaken by my own race. For all I know, it s just a show, a secret freak's alliance. For all I care, it's never truth or dare; It s just a trip to silence. Every single night, all I do is fight the remains of my own self. Drunken by my dreams, reaching my extremes, Just to laugh in front of death. I steal what life won’t give me, I ‘m hunting what might kill me, I see the end remaining calm, Soon it will all be over. Gloomy jester...
Searching for Water The glory promised in vain, the need for heroes and leaders is just a farce of our fate, a story written by winners. The fuel that drives us ahead, the ink in history’s pages is blood that’s shed in our ways, the ways that formed through the ages. The need to conquer and kill is countless centuries older -older than searching for water- It’s a delusion, sealed within our kind. The light that’s shed in our lives, whatever stays through our passing is how we formed through our times, times that are not everlasting.
We re all about to fall, we 're standing on a bomb now and all that's left is now; a moment like eternity. We re all about to burn inside a great volcano, the earth is shaking wild and all i want is... Fly upon this evil symphony Alas, the children of the earth, the treasures of humanity, now sacrificed in vain for all that's worth. Alas, the souls of the unsinned, the sentinels of virtue, protectors of the weak, now gone for good but now, there's hope for us who 've sinned, the villains of their dreams Gomorrah's finest creeps -for flesh will burn- and now it's time for us to breathe, our part is now fulfilled for history will end and so shall we... Now, where I breathe the air is thick and hot just like my final home and where I stand the soil gets more and more like Adam's flesh and bones Is it true? the time of judgement has arrived yet somehow the jury is the same for both the guilty and the weak, alas, the meak and holy hearts, blessed with torment, woe and sorrow all entities now unite, could it be? there's no tomorrow all my sins have dissappeared, marching towards non existence where's salvation as foretold, all deceptions now unfold...


released April 9, 2020

Panos Papastergiou: Vocals
Makis Kavoukas: Guitars, keys
Anastasis Karamichalis: Fretless Bass

Mixed by Maria Sypoula

All music and lyrics by Makis Kavoukas


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Ostracist Kozani, Greece

Hailing from Kozani, Northern Greece, Ostracist were formed by Makis Kavoukas (guitars, keys) along with Anastasis Karamichalis (fretless bass) soon after their departure from Exile of Heaven.
Panos Papastergiou (Ecollapse) was recruited as a vocalist and the trio began recording their first tracks right away.
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