The Future

by Requiem Laus

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released April 13, 2019

all music by Requiem Laus. Recorded by Ricardo Fernandes & Miguel Freitas
at Blackart Studio, drums Recorded and Performed by Jörg Uken.
Mix and master by Jörg Uken at Soundlodge Studio in Germany.

Lyrics by: Jorge Ribeiro de Castro

cd artwork by : Blackart.designs
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Track Name: The Future
The Future

The Future!!!!! I am
The Future!!!!!



In my kingdom, there is an urge to decline,
to bid farewell to all that is sacred.
Words are cast as mysterious riddles
and excuses are only scorned raging dust.

I make no promises to face Beauty as one
of the miracles of a paled Life.
There is no laughter within this domain
nor an enchanting appeal thrives.

The Future!!!!! I am,
The Future!!!!! Your Future!!

The light falls into a timeless spell
as the sunset betrays all charming grace.
Behold me as Master in which sanity fell
to cripple everyone into a darkened place.

The sane entities of a normal existence
are mere visions evoked by dreams.
I, as ruler, grasp you all within my sphere
as a dominant power that makes Hope flee.

In my kingdom, there is an urge to decline,
to bid farewell to all that is sacred.
Words are cast as mysterious riddles
and excuses are only scorned raging dust.

The flames in which you were born
were cast to disturb all meanings for existence.
Make me proud of being servants
and perish knowing there is no freedom!!!

I am your eternal curse!!!



by Jorge Ribeiro de
Track Name: War is Coming
War is Coming




Call it miserable and disgusting,
a cruel and crippled dream to live for.
A tapestry of senseless agony and tears,
the blood drenched screams spilled in laughs.

The worst season becoming a sterile womb,
a lifeless and eerie path towards chaos.
Reality as a futile word to paint shadows
the majesty of shame without regret.

Yes, we are nothing!
Yes, we are futile!

We are the architects of ruined landscapes,
twisting the imaginary of sacred beliefs.

Yes, we are illusions
Falling, Crawling, Rotting!

Yes, we are illusions

The flame going thin as we breed,
giving in to Life’s final dance.

There’s no fortune for those who pray,
angels will never hear who dies or shivers.
Time has granted nothing for the weak
as Winter writes a chapter of dismay.

Yes, we are illusions
Falling, Crawling, Rotting!

Call it miserable and disgusting,
a cruel and crippled dream to live for.
A tapestry of senseless agony and tears,
the blood drenched screams spilled in laughs.

The worst season becoming a sterile womb,
a lifeless and eerie path towards chaos.


Yes, we are nothing!
Yes, we are futile!

The flame going thin as we breed,
giving in to Life’s final dance.


There’s no fortune for those who pray,
angels will never hear who dies or shivers.
Time has granted nothing for the weak
as Winter writes a chapter of dismay.

War Is Coming!!!!!!!!!!!







By Jorge Ribeiro de Castro

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