bury them all beneath heaping shovel fulls of lime
in shallow graves the shreds of flesh dissolve with time
the stench of burning human flesh, a makeshift cremation
a shriveling fragment of death's grand design
i insist -- the pleasure's all mine
with orgasmic bliss the human body is consumed
the loins are charred, the slabs of mean cut off and ground
with zeal i dine upon the skin, enthralled with elation
souls of my victims within me, entombed
palette wet with atrocity
i relish the last look in your eyes
clutching your intestines, your scream echoes through me
perfection; a murder divine
i hold the secrets of the dead within my grasp
as i poke and prod, your precious world is painted black I the controled of
your fate, a twisted creation
until i've met my fancy i'll hammer and hack
palette wet with atrocity
i relish the last look in your eyes
as i'm blissfully showered in blood
i shake with violent rapture as i gaze at my delicious feast
i cannot stop my salivation
my addiction to murder has peaked
kneel only to my sick fixations
a complete symphony of your screams
oh the cruelty of death!
i wield infinite
lured by the cries of your damnation
i collect ornaments of the dead
skin tingling with anticipation
i sever the last victim's head to be put on display
this mortal coil has born unto me death's secrets
this forensic inquisition, orgasmic
another trophy of my bloodied psychosis
another body to mangle; to ravage and explore
palette wet with atrocity
i relish the last look in your eyes
clutching your intestines, your scream echoes through me
perfection; a murder divine..
(Black Dahlia Murder - Apex)
The human condition is inherit claustrophobia.
Compression of my space made complete.
I would rip out my own entrails by hand just to be alone.
Inanity rolls total through this sphere.
Ostracized for clarity of vision.
A dream unrealized of solitudethat i should decend into autonomy
& know the pain of fellowship no more. I feel nothing but a lack of space.
Paradox of socialization results in duress.
Rife with hostility, what has caused me so much hate?
Humanity. Exterminate with extreme predjudice.
(Lamb Of God - Black Label)
See them die!
They Die!
A rain of blood should cover our world
Stench and decay should be the only thing we sense
But hidden in the dark and erased from our heads
Barbarity and slaughter are everywhere
A contemptible ethic, a relict
For the weakest of the weak
For the lowest of the low
My voice for the voiceless
My fists for the innocent
On the edge of a new age this is still our dogma
No grave for millions - tortured creatures,
But a common grave for our morals
This slaughter - an ethic I deny
An archaic way of thinking, so monstrous and absurd
(Heaven Shall Burn - Voice Of The Voiceless)
Anger! Hostility towards the opposition! 187 L.A. trademark,
don't come to the killing fields if you ain't got no fucking
heart, cuz WILLIE, IRA and DARYL will get you - got you -
fucked up and dead will be the way you walk. Damn right, I
hate L.A. swine with a passion GEE cuzz my pops was killed by
the fucking L.A.P.D. Yes they killed my daddy! Yup they killed
my daddy! And if I don't blast 'em back , you know they gonna
fucking kill me, do me like they did NATASHA, back turned from
a gat hollow tip to the dome they got ya. April 29, L.A. swine
not guilty, fools down for the payback on Florence and Norman-
dy. Anger! Coming straight from the L.A. concrete, true blue
motherfucker about for generations deep. But who's the real
motherfucker though, and what does that fake know about mot-
herfucking South Central? Fool! What you know about a set or a
sign , you fake motherfucker? Never ever seen a nine. But if I
catch you slippin' punk, I'm gonna fade ya cuzz set ain't down
with that getto perpetraitor. Anger! April 29, Florence to
Normandy! Jack for my human rights and ya catch a PUU PUU!
(Downset - Anger)
Your doom awaits you.!!
Selfish ones who think this world revolves for them
Around their games and illusions.
They give nothing but their hands are always out to take.
I wish you misery now, desolation.
Cast down, defeated, never to rise.
Cast down, defeated, never to rise again
Wallow in your hypocrisy.
You want respect but you'll never earn it.
Condemned to your heresy.
You want respect but you'll never earn it.
Your life is a fantasy.
You want respect but you'll never earn it.
Now you live out your blasphemy
You want respect but you haven't done a thing to earn it.
I'll be your DOOMSAYER, motherfucker.
Your doom awaits you
Cast down, defeated, never to rise.
Cast down, defeated, never to rise again
Wallow in your hypocrisy.
You want respect but you'll never earn it.
Condemned to your heresy.
You want respect but you'll never earn it.
Your life is a fantasy.
You want respect but you'll never earn it.
Now you live out your blasphemy
You want respect but you haven't done shit to earn it.
Your doom awaits you.
(Hatebreed - Doomsayer)
94 hours of regret for me to realize what I held
unfading beauty, not just a face
I held its innocence within my heart
Go!
Now I won't let go
I won't let go
I won't let go
I won't
I won't let go
I won't
I won't let go
The torment of your eyes has awakened my soul.
The torment of your eyes has awakened my soul.
The pain of a moment's time will forever beg your forgiveness
Forgiveness
94 hours for me to realize
I held unfailing beauty
I your innocence
(As I Lay Dying - 94 Hours)
i can't comprehend society's movement
the regression of human existence
this is the quest of life
fulfill your destiny
slow down the fast paced world
and you will see past the illusion
breaking the foundation
collapse the control
building a revolution to heal nations
it starts within you
in this search for i & i the truth is always deep inside
(reversal of oneself finding the truth)
this is the quest of life
we must find the strength for a new movement
slow down this fast paced world and you will see the revolution
for a new movement
(Killswitch Engage - Self Revolution)
lie awake
things will be better the moment you cant wake up
by the way
when did you realize we're better off without you
you'r lying tongue cant spit filth now
my how the weather changes
hiding your knives behind your back
to strategically place them in mine
when you get home...we are now severed
the glass has been broken for the last time
pulling your tongue til it rips from your face
you've always been ugly but not as nauseating as you look now
i hope you slit your fucking wrists to save me the effort of writing your suicide note
your inspiration world of lies
i see your failure in my eyes
tears burn an open wound
burn away the memories of you
tip toeing to avoid your selfish sob story
after everything we've been through
we've got to crawl...crawl back on our knees
you left with everything you ever wanted
you left us and now you get two thumbs up
you're gettin two thumbs up
you get an F for effort
no more sunday migraines
your eyes will forever sulk with all you've burned down
you think your're so cool now
cause she left you now
and left you crying to yourslef
and i cant help but laugh because you brought this on yourself again
in this clip theres 13 ways to say your're sorry
well there's nothing you can say to repair all the damage you have made
all in all you'll never follow through with it
won't you share your revelations
your're ugly and no one likes you
(Remembering Never - Big Jims Mistake)
I gotta gotta take a trip, gotta take a trip out of this place
I gotta gotta get away, get away from the human race
I don't know what I'll see, don't even know what I'll find
I don't know what to pack, never been to a trip at the mind
Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain
Do you know what I'm saying?
Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain
Well I'm going insane
I took a wrong turn and ended up at my heart
I t could barely even pump no blood it was so thrashed and
torn apart
Thank it for working overtime in pain and misery
Then I set back on the trail, headed for my destiny
Fly with me
Flying free
Tripping
You must be tripping
Trip, trip, tripping
Ya ya ya ya you're tripping
I cannot stop this trip, I forgot to pack the brakes
Crashed straight into a concrete wall of my mistakes
Ended up in a cemetary of a thousand wasted days
But that's alright with me, cause that's where most of my
memories lay
(Suicidal Tendencies - Trip At The Brain)
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