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Tracks In This Album
From Above The Canopy, The Sound Of Horns Reverberated Through Us. A Tone, Which Could Easily Be Confused As Smugness, Told Us We Had Arrived. Arrived But Not Welcomed. - The Skycall Drone Congregation
The Burning Treeline Gave Us An Unwarranted Sense Of Security. We Wallowed In Our Own False Sense Of Well Being, But Always With The Truth Gnawing On The Backs Of Our Minds. A Cicada Buzzing Inside Each Of Our Skulls. - The Skycall Drone Congregation
The River, Which Was Once A Source Of Life For Us All, Had Fallen Victim As Well. What Was Once Our Greatest Jewel Had Become Nothing More Than A Mass Grave For Us All. Even To Those Of Us Who Still Remained Above It's Surface. - The Skycall Drone Congregation
To Push Forward Was Murder, To Return Was Suicide. The Primal Urge Of Self Preservation Took Hold. There Was No Longer An "us" Nor Was There A "them". The Memory Of These Concepts Was Washed Away In The Currents Of That River. - The Skycall Drone Congregation
We Had Become What We Were Destined To Become. We Played Out The Plan And We Overcame. We Did Not Do What We Did Because We Were Told. To Rationalize Would Give Credit To The Madness. For Us, The Madness Is All That Remains. No Men, No Gods, Only Madness. - The Skycall Drone Congregation
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