Slaves Of Consent

from Invocation by Dew-Scented

	/

Streaming + Download

Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

Purchasable with gift card

€1 EUR or more
Buy the Full Digital Album
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
Limited-edition Metal Blade Records Digipak CD from 2010 for the Invocation album. Comes with 2 exclusive bonus tracks ("On The Brink" and a cover of the D.R.I. track "Thrashard"). Out of print, these are the final remaining copies available directly from the band. All copies are still factory sealed.

Includes unlimited streaming of Invocation via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

ships out within 7 days

€10 EUR or more
Full Digital Discography

12

releases

Get all 12 Dew-Scented releases available on Bandcamp and save 50%.

Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Insurgent, Intermination, Icarus, Invocation, Incinerate, Issue VI, Impact, Inwards, and 4 more. , and , .

Purchasable with gift card

€40.50 EUR or more (50% OFF)

lyrics

Existential demise
We close our eyes to conceal it
No air to breathe
No time left, it’s all over
Awaken in denial
Evoke a perpetual bane
No way to justify
This inhuman urge to degenerate

We only see what we wish to see
But can’t conceive what we perceive

I see the writings on the wall
Where did we think this would end?
We’re on the verge to tragedy
We are blind slaves of consent

The answer is in the mirror
A constant threat’s within
Words won’t heal but compound
They don’t speak the truth
Disguise the guilt
So nobody can see through
How very foul all doing and undoing is
When carried too far

All our fears come alive
We steal a glance at destiny
And all we sight is born of sin
Bound to atone for infinity

The omission and transgression
Unforgiven, unreleased adversity
Words unspoken, solemn promise
We praise the downfall drawing near
As we approach our termination
We are blind slaves of consent

The answer is in the mirror
A constant threat’s within
Words won’t heal but compound
They don’t speak the truth
Existential demise
We close our eyes to conceal it
No air to breathe
At the verge to tragedy

I see the writings on the wall
Where did we think this would end?
We’re on the verge to tragedy
We are blind slaves of consent

All our fears come alive
We steal a glance at destiny
And all we sight is born of sin
Bound to atone for infinity