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I ate the flesh
I drank the wine
I did it all to feel divine
careworn crosses
painful cries
was never enough
to satisfy your eyes
"the shepherds staff
the plague worn flock
the putrid husk
and the black goats cock"
Where's your saviour now?
cannibal instinct
human lies
pages drawn up in the skies
far frail distinct
tearful eyes
leads him home from his demise
(all lyrics written by Daz Sharp)
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submission ain't enough
you just wanna taste the blood
for me to sink back to my shell
climb down in your hell
I've had enough of your shit
got nothing left to give- you've
taken everything from me
and (goddamn) you know
that it hurts like a motherfucker
somebody take me out of this place
that I can't understand, I demand some resolve...
I never wanna wake up-
give me a reason to breathe
before I shut it all off
"you locked me up
threw me away
to lead me from my misery
hard-cased heads
hot rigid hands
bitter seeds of his commands"
so there, you gaze upon my soul
your judgement rests so far beyond control
and when upon your broken cross...
I'll be there
to thrust the spear into your side
"hold my head down
sleepless rest,
no more sins to be confessed,
stroke the lamb and touch decay,
the coldest dawn, the longest day"
(All lyrics written by Daz Sharp)
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"Is it any surprise he's dead? This patient has no pulse!"
Living like a pawn
what the hell is wrong
heaven's long gone.
Here in my shell
hear my cry for help
here in my hell.
Slowly becoming a casualty
dogmatic obedience is not meant for me
lifeless existence in unending pain
strip all the bullshit and nothing remains.
Deities disavowed
who could be devout
see me acting out.
preaching insincere
who could still adhere?
Priests and propheteers.
Kneel...Rise...Kneel...Rise...Kneel...Rise...Repeat...(Rise)
Kneel...Rise...Kneel...Rise...Kneel...Rise...Repeat...(Rise)
Slowly becoming a casualty
dogmatic obedience is not meant for me
lifeless existence in unending pain
strip all the bullshit and nothing remains.
Holding you down til they force you to listen,
holding you down til all is forgiven.
Holding you down til they for you to listen,
holding you down...Til all is forgiven.
Forever and ever, and ever Amen,
this foolish faith is nearing it's end.
Forever and ever, and ever Amen,
this misguided faith is nearing it's end.
Forever and ever, and ever Amen,
this misplaced faith is nearing its end.
Forever and ever, and ever Amen,
this malicious faith is nearing it's end.
I realize that my faith is false
I hear the beat but I feel no pulse.
I realize that my hate is false
I hear the beat but I feel no pulse.
I realize that my faith is false
I realize that my hate is false
I hear the beat but I feel no pulse.
Kneel...Rise...Kneel...Rise...Kneel...Rise...Repeat.
Kneel...Rise...Kneel...Rise...Kneel...Rise...Repeat.
(All lyrics written by Nick Beauchesne / Nix Nihil Emissary)
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Stuck like a pig on a stick,
you know it's makin' me sick,
I just wanna burn it all right here (right down)
Down in the shit,
you know I'm throwin' a fit,
I just wanna kill it all too fast.
A silent subordination,
Suckers of mankinds whore.
My skin is cracked as I peel it back,
I won't make it, I won't fake it, I can't take it anymore.
Headkick!
feel the steel in my teeth.
Headkick!
I'm too crippled to be.
Headkick!
And I'm just too numb to see.
Headkick!
I pray it's all just a dream.
Harvest my hate from the corpse of the past,
lift myself up with these nails in my hands.
Twisting my guts like a worm in the sand,
burning my eyes out to meet their demands.
A violent abomination,
fucking you all away.
My skin is cracked as I peel it back,
I won't make it, I won't fake it
I might do it anyway.
Headkkick!
taste the steel in my teeth.
Headkick!
I'm too crippled to be.
Headkick!
And I'm just too numb to see.
Headkick!
I pray it's all just a dream...
Headkick!
I pray it's all just a dream...
Headkick!
I pray it's all just a dream...
Headkick!
I pray it's all just a dream....
All Just a dream.
(All Lyrics written by Daz Sharp)
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Through The Exit Wound
01:34
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I am the skeleton you hide inside the closet,
I am your filthy bones that lie beneath the dirt,
and I am the pig with my knee in your back,
I am the reasons why you hurt.
And I'll be the one who's shifting gears in your big black car,
I am the whore that's in your bed.
I am the gun with your finger on my trigger,
I am the man that's in your head.
"And you'll always crawl right back to me again,
just to find that you're alone.
And every time you turn around you'll see yourself
reflecting in the mirror...
That's when you know, you're coming home."
You're coming home...
Home.
(all lyrics written by Daz Sharp)
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These dreams are mine,
they hold no breathe nor reason,
for you, no fear, no arrogant pride.
They have hands that hold nothing,
they are as empty as the life they lead.
A ragged army of broken promises,
guarding the gates to another life,
and beyond those gates is good and bad...
And beyond that...
there is this...
(All lyrics written by Martin King)
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If this means anything,
It's lost on me.
Can't comprehend the path,
desperate and obscene.
I'd follow anywhere just to escape,
this void of mine.
This void of mine...
Give me a reason,
so close to giving up.
If you believe,
then I'll believe.
I'd do anything,
to claw my way out of...
This void of mine.
This void of mine.
(All lyrics and vocal execution by Eric Risks and Chris O)
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I have become the alter,
symbol of you diety.
Come unto me,
release your anger and your suffering.
Motherfucker...Motherfucker of God
Motherfucker...Motherfucker of God
Motherfucker!
I have become the god you lust,
I am the one you hate.
My prophecy will be fullfilled,
twisted messenger of fate.
Motherfucker...Motherfucker of God...
Motherfucker...Motherfucker of God...
Motherfucker!
I am the architect of filth,
and I will watch you burn.
rest your will withing my hands,
It's not your time, It's just your turn.
Motherfucker...Motherfucker of God...
Motherfucker...Motherfucker of God...
Motherfucker!
(All lyrics written by Daz Sharp)
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(Better get better...Better in the head)
If it gets the better of me then I'm better off dead...
(Better get better...Better in the head)
If it gets the better of me then I'm better off dead...
(Better get better...Better in the head)
If it gets the better of me, then I'm better off.
(all lyrics written by Daz Sharp)
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This is the bittersweet,
the seeds of your distain.
The brittle voice that's from the sky that stops the pain.
this is the cure for your disease,
if you'll just take it in.
A cradle for your lies to ease your suffering.
It stands before you,
with a mothers scolding glare.
clairvoyance from the book,
but sin is what has brought you there.
revelations from the past,
of those who dream to dare.
With fascist eyes,
they stand aside and cast their frozen stare.
'This is what you wanted... This is what you wanted, all along.
This is what you wanted... This is what you wanted...
And now it's gone.'
"Come one, come all...
Your saviour has arrived...
Kill 'em all and let god sort 'em out...
Kneel before your Christ!"
'This is what you wanted... This is what you wanted, all along.
This is what you wanted... This is what you wanted...
And now it's gone.
(all lyrics by Daz Sharp)
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Suffer Long
04:42
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Let me ease your mind,
while you get down on your knees.
I can be your liberation,
give you your release.
'It's in the flesh...
My body be consumed.
It's in the flesh...
I am a part of you.'
"We won't suffer long,
in here...
We've cried hard,
on darker days...
Now your pain,
dies with me...
With me...
Now your pain dies with me".
(All lyrics by Daz Sharp)
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All my memories
of who I was
have gone away.
Like a candle in the storm
I feel my brain and body sway.
I wish that I could go back
to let you know how scared I really am...
My dear...
My dear.
(All lyrics by Daz Sharp)
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