Instrumental

An open book a will of life
A Gathering of sorts, strings pull the chord
Contusions unfold beneath the dermal layers
Silence uplifts the structure
Nailed and fixed, An ornament to the cause
A slave to his will, Reconstructed to uphold
I will be reborn, Lives ripped and torn
An abomination reborn
Inconceivable power unleashed, Pure evil set forth
To crush the skulls of many and bend the will of the unknowing
Sins of his will, Strings pull the chord
Forced upon you, Absorbs into me sins reborn
Strings of his will, Strings pull the chord
Forced upon you, Absorbs into me sins reborn
Bow down before me, Heed my call
Restitution of all sins
Bow down before me, Heed my call
Be delivered through me

A forgotten absolution remains within the shadows
Reborn and replenished to reflect sights unseen
The sins of the fallen will be exceeded by the sins of all
To cross through the kingdom of fire and blood
Possession of fate and destiny misplaced
Betrayal and abandonment embraced
Disingenuous fate for all to suffer
Force feed this hate to rise and to fall
The protection of all placed into the wrong hands
Mass deception passed down repeatedly

False impressions of truths instilled
Force of negativity, Doorway scrolls
Oath, beg, Absence, Redemption
Paranoid, abandonment, Betrayal, murder, genocide

Redemption, Rise above the pain and horror
To survive this reign of hell on earth
Remit absolution climb out of the shadows
Countless more souls will pass through

For those who rise and those who fall
Disingenuous life passed down to all
Grant you the pardon of all your sins
For those who rise and those who fall

Possession of fate and destiny misplaced
Betrayal and abandonment embraced

Force of negativity, Doorways, scrolls
Oath, beg, Absence, Redemption
Paranoid, abandonment, Betrayal, murder, genocide

Redemption

Torture provokes to divorce sanity
Horror mummifies victims who plead
Suicide tempts the mind of the mortal, sickened with grief
Godless fate, perception of the lie, debilitate the weak

Upon the altar of sacrificial bliss
I'm damned to be disposed in perpetual fire
Dismantled youth, forced and shaped my being
Predestined fate nurtures the act of sinning and drives me to

Blind torture kill, You judge my world
Your views have been mistaken
The sickness stems deeper than it seems

I bind to keep, Torture one to strengthen
And kill the weak who fail to meet the needs
Unstable diagnosis, detained to live a victim of myself
Predestined fate nurtures the act of sinning and drives me to

Bind torture kill, Crippled soul, Desensitized
Restraints impeded, Evolving my rage
Bind torture kill, Sanity diminishing
Internal wars desecrate, Re-haunting me
Lunacy dictates my being

Enslaved until my demise surrenders me
Until then I must feed the demons
Fuel my rage and commence haunting you

Bind torture kill, Disposed mental state
Confides my will to tolerate, My plea to help denied
You judge my world, Your views have been mistaken

This sickness stems deeper than it seems
I bind to keep, torture one to strengthen
And kill the weak who fail to meet the needs

I'm damned to be disposed in perpetual fire
Dismantled youth forced and shaped my being
Deafening voices fuel my actions
And drive me to bind torture kill

Everything you thought or were led to believe was a misconception
This unsafe approach at life has killed all hope within.
Worthless attempts of achieving happiness
Disgusted, mistrusted, betrayed and persuaded
Reveling such feelings, mistakes of disgrace
The shock and disbelief of reality SETS IN
The weight of the world CRUSHES
These pains within are intolerable
Changes are of utmost importance.
Intolerable ways of living brought on by oneself.
Waiting to be let down,
Depression, remove for all negative surroundings
False perceptions broken dreams
Living this unhappy life is not worth living
Whose life to take?
Mine or theirs
Dismiss the anguish brought one self.
Relearn how to live and only trust yourself.
Disgusted, mistrusted, betrayed and persuaded
Reveling such feelings, mistakes of disgrace
Obsession,
Betrayal,
Murder,
Suicide
Negative energy trapped and enraged
Unable to fix what has/is,
Essence of death kills all in its path.

Why am I here?
What did you say? Stop talking to me
Once I was told therefore I am not
My father once told me to shut up, shut up

Is this where I came from?
Do I know you? Is this real or not?
Where do I belong?
As I was correcting my head I feel ill

Hurts to comprehend
My translucent patterns of delirium
Shut up, shut up you

The pieces no longer fit the puzzle
My glue will no longer hold me
Is this all in my head? Or is that you talking to me?
Who goes there? and why have you come?

Leave me be, lock the door behind you
Let go of my head
I seem to have misplaced myself
Can you help me find my way?

Plead for your soul, my world is law
Uprise the tyrannous
Wars disguise and justify damnable needs
Re-haunting souls in graveyards of atrocities

Crippled in my mind... desecrate and alter the state of my faith
Conscience that's over-ruled, destroy and tarnish the will of one
Masses who mourn, curse, and despise and martyr beloved ones
Land that once bred our existence now holds the cold of crypts

Perpetrators of this dreadful evil still exist
Crippling fear alters the focus of life that is
Youth denied, exist in a state of war
Adapt or die as kids

Law of the infidel, kill or be killed
Goal of the infidel, destroy and rebuild
Reward of the chosen few, power we've gained
Fate shared by all, Pain, Pain, Pain

War scars traumatize and burn truth in flesh
Blood stains paint that led lives to death
land that once bred our existence now holds the cold crypts

Perpetators of this dreadful evil still exist
Crippling fear alters the focus of life that is trained to destroy your fate
And will, Kill or be killed

Law of the infidel, kill or be killed
Goal of the infidel destroy and rebuild
Reward of the chosen few, power we've gained
Fate shared by all, pain, pain, pain

Visions of murder take place in my mind
I strip the souls from the worthless
Euphoric pleasure saturates, but this is real
These memories of conflict and struggle

Why do I feel these feelings of regret and pity?
But what has happened? There's blood on my hands
What have I done? I do not know
Recollections becoming clear, Flesh under my nails is really here

The monster that I've become
Has just done what cannot be undone
Unconscious state, who am I?
What have I done? I do not know

Massive confusion, massive confusion overwhelms and saturates, saturates my conscious
A million misconceptions feel all too real
I'm an entanglement of disillusion, blessed by virtues of strife

What of my normal life? The acts I remember
What if they don't exist? I they're not real?
Betrayal of oneself - existing - unknowing
The misuse of life has led me to this state of dementia

The evil that courses through my veins consumes me whole
I strip the soul from your worthlessness
You turn cold as I take from you last kiss

The many pleasures of the flash consummate my self indulgences
A being so beautiful as you tingles the senses and pushes one to defilement
Like the lamb to the slaughter what terrible things I would do to you,

You are so beautiful; I bathe myself in the entrails of you
Submerge myself in your blood and wear your flesh, you are so fucking beautiful
You are so beautiful; I bathe myself in the entrails of you

Entangled in a pile of flesh and blood warm yet cold at the same time
Now is the time to reflect on what could have been
Visions of delirium and blurs of misleading laughter cry out
At one moment the words that were once spoken muffled by the distance of passing soon become clear

You are so beautiful; I bathe myself in the entrails of you
Submerge myself in your blood and wear your flesh, you are so fucking beautiful
You are so beautiful; I bathe myself in the entrails of you

With the last whispers of breath left upon your lips
You still reach to call out as if to say something that once was meant
But it distorts my ears as it has no meaning anymore

What was that you were saying? I can't hear you
Speak up, what? Still not understanding
Sorry, Goodbye, goodbye

The end of ends, to solve the problem
The cause of death, the sum of our stricken lies
Natural seIection, a dying dog will die

The old stray of the pack we weep in pity
To see the utter truth, believe in infamy
Destroy and conquer and lacerate humanity

Beneath the bowels of a hollow life they dwell
Without belief, isolations now reality
The end of ends is now indicative
So let the fatal wounds bleed

The end of ends our path is sanctified
Strangulation to rid ourselves of heresy
Altercations a cruel hand we strike
No remorse, plague and famine nullify
Thrones of blood and pain reside amongst the dead

Kill your own blood-shed, external dissident
Abolish life, no thought of human retrospect

Denounce their kin with strife, inside they hope we die
Breeding spawns you know will come sacrificed
Blind feeding shallow minds as souls are left denied

I strike the weak, Bloodshed resides over me
I strike the weak, Pawns left denied

An end to ends drains the souls who plead
Infected within the timeless slumber of those who heed
An end to ends drains the souls who plead
Infected within the timeless slumber of those who heed

The end of ends is now indicative
So let the fatal wounds bleed
The end of ends our path is sanctified
Strangulation to rid ourselves of heresy

The end of ends is now indicative
So let the fatal wounds bleed
The end of ends is now indicative
Suffocation to rid ourselves of heresy

I strike the weak
Bloodshed resides over me
I strike the weak
Pawns left denied

Pressure on the inner walls of my brain grows heavier. I must
Alleviate the pain I feel, for soon many will die as they come
Before me with effortless attempts. The search for divine power
Beckons me and the only way to achieve is to destroy. Victims of A torn society lay in waste, as I pick through the bloody carcasses.
Dead bodies just seem to fall before me.

Saving the most edible morsels, the weak ones scatter. With bloody
Weapon in hand, I tear through the limbs. Cries of anguish filter
Through the land, echoing in the valley. Many have tried to come
Before me with effortless attempts. I sift my way through the fields
Of dead bodies, stopping to take a trophy or two.

The fields run deep and far, for I have killed many and I must travel far to reach my destination.

My final resting place, where I will be reborn. For now, the air is
Still, smell of dead bodies is ever so prevalent. I am the last and
Here I shall remain. The pain I have once felt is lifted from my
Being. Villages of useless waste, a race witch does not deserve to
Live. I reek havoc amongst the children from a present with no future,

For I am the strong and those who defy me lay in waste. The days of travel are long and the stench of how many I have killed lingers on

I am tired and need rest, but the forces pulls me to my destination