Story Behind the Song
Our second to last song written. Expect to hear more of the different styles and tones used in this song from Malformed. One Hundred Years paves the way for us to a fresh style of metal.
Lyrics
Time has come to past again which mankind lives its last.
Humanity dies every minute and also saved by every second.
The living realize this ever wavering balance.
Its an instict old as the Earth that exists to save us.
No matter how many lives perish by hindrance.
There's an ever existing addition born into census.
No one's prolonged life beyond its years (it's our own right to).
Live, without holding such a fear.
Your talents, your death, time's always running.
In feeling and being Earth never recalling.
Ideas and theories and arts and creation;
the immortal self you wish you had been.
No one will recall your voice.
No one will recall the time.
No one has helped make your choice.
No one has witnessed you try.
Eons of knowledge...
been drug through the past, last.
Many long gone and few yet remembered.
All save their ideas, their trimuphs, their failures.
Is this, the only, immortal life?
Only my ideas transcend the finite?
Won't be forgotten for one hundred years.
Enough time, erased, one hundred years.
No one will recall my voice.
No one will recall my time.
I can't just go back.
Can't wish my life back.
Just pick up the inspiration left behind.
One hundred years.
One hundred years.
One hundred years.
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