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Brian Eschbach: guitars;

Trevor Strnad: vocals;

Ryan Knight: guitars;

Max Lavelle: bass;

Alan Cassidy: drums.



Thanks to psecrist for sending these lyrics.

Thanks to nburns for sending tracks ## 1, 4, 5, 8 lyrics.

Thanks to brandondenetsosie, gw-account for sending track #2 lyrics.

Thanks to alexanderg.writer for sending tracks ## 3-4, 6-10 lyrics.

Thanks to jaypttn81 for sending track #3 lyrics.

Thanks to kocis.rmn, demonsz1000001, jordanwharris0 for sending track #5 lyrics.

Thanks to PieFork for sending track #8 lyrics.

Thanks to jewstylin for correcting track #6 lyrics.

Thanks to d.roulette for correcting track #7 lyrics.

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Ripping from me is this haunting admission, so dauntingA complete jealousy of the recently deadThe deepest of all admirations, so foulOf who’d choose to aim bullets for the hinds of their headsHave you ever tasted it?Metallic barrel placed in it?Do you possess the gall to pain all those in life you’ve touched?Failure, I renounce our tenureThis venture has drained meI ask thee grant self murder’s blissMy conscience has begged me to end this horrendousnessWrap rope so tightly ‘round my neck and twistSuicide be my guideThe only thing I will get right in this lifeMy appeal shall not be deniedMy place - now securedMy home - the other sideI never belonged hereI never did ask if I could join this world collapsedA hell hath awakened and now I choose sleepSo let this razor get the better of meSuicide be my lightThe only wrong I stand to right in this lifeTo the ear of the Reaper confideHis blade offers mercyMay it tear me wideI never belonged hereI never did ask if I could join this world collapsedMy hell hath awakened and now I choose sleepSo let this gesture do the talking for meDear Mother and Father, now look what you’ve madeMore eager fodder for the depth of a graveFor the sweet gift of life you’ve both bestowed upon meYou’ll wish that you’d felt inclined to keep the fucking receiptRaise up the traitorsHigher higherBy order of rank then spark their funeral pyresSmelling the sumptuous stench of bowels emptying as my message is sentString up purveyors of weakness and lie who would seek to betray no pardons eyeFor eye torture a past time of bloodiest sortsI feel I should be thanked for those fiends I abortThey will fear my very nameI am the dragon’s sonHigh on a stakeHigher higherHow shameful a game to’ve watched such life expireCleansing my own holocaustTremble they will at the feet of their godsHang up subversives who question my guile who should seek to oppose man woman beast or childEnemies sleep with half open eyesI shall reign all Wallachia with God on my sideThey will fear my very name DraculI am the Devil’s sonYou will burnHow I chooseYou will burnKill them allMy righteous handRumor of my crueltiesA wildfire through the landsTo control the fear of your enemyYou must bore your way inside their headsYou will burnHow I chooseYou must burnThey will learnThose like youI’ll make them learnKill them allMy righteous handThe world has turned and left me hereAlone with nothing but my fearsI feel the stiff of age it cracksMirror reflects just what I lackI am standing here dying to beTo mean anything to anyone but meI am naked now bereft of life's meaningI am a shadow of what wasPlummet to sunken depthsThere will be nothing leftSecrets of my being are being from me keptThere will be no resolveFor this wreck of nervesCheers to the axe that falls to the endthat I deserveI am standing here dying to beTo mean anything to anyone but meI am naked now bereft of life's meaningI am a shadow of what wasA shadow of what wasYou are dead to meI am dead to meMy pulse has stopped you seeThe butcher's waiting meatAnd for eternityAs Satan laughswe'll burn togetherand scream abysmallyThe work has turned and left me hereAlone with nothing but my fearsI feel the stiff of age it cracksReflects just what I lackI am aloneI live aloneI'll die aloneBeneath a nameless stoneI am standing here dying to beTo mean anything to anything but meI am naked now bereft of life's meaningI am a shadow of wasI'll try this noose on just becauseSigned "Your Friend, Abysmally"Incriminate ImpersonateAll power to humiliateVideotaped, duct taped, and rapedI’ll fool them all and masquerade perversely in your placeI prefer to leave the facial tissue still connected to the scalpA woman I am not but flowing locks will surely helpRifling through your belongingsGratuitous make up is appliedIn the mirror I stop to masturbateAll while looking through your eyesI’m you, sad but trueYour faceless body to turn blueTake a long hard look at yourself and tell me what you seePromiscuityPerversion of your sanctityI’ve framed the scene for forced pornography’s throes, you’ll seeI utilize your charms as baitMay you break a leg here upon this stageA posthumous leadYour most adventurous and controversial roleIt’ll be our little secretThere’s not a soul that has to knowI prefer to leave the victim living so the show they may endureHours moaning, slowly bleedingChained unto the cellar floorImagining the thoughts you processYou’re reasoning with the insaneAbandon hope for it’s reattachmentGender roles now rearrangedSexual atrocitiesInheriting personalityYou gave life so selflessly so I may be new, falselyI’ve lost a grip on realityEntwined in this sickening dualityThe way you fuck yourself in mockery, unforgettableAt knifepoint I’ll ask a line of questions and I’d sure appreciate the truthIt’s nothing I’d ever hold against usMerely research for being youIncriminate ImpersonateAll power to humiliateI’m you, sad but trueYour faceless body to turn blueTake a long hard look at yourself and tell me what you see?PromiscuityPerversion of your sanctityI’ve framed the scene for forced pornography’s throes, you’ll seeI utilize your charms as baitMay you break a leg here upon this stageA posthumous leadYour most adventurous and controversial roleTo who’s acclaim you’ll never knowThey say the camera steals the soulSociety I beg of theeOpen your hateful arms to meFor now I am just like youYou see my balls rattle in a jar‘neath smiling mask remains a pastAs I recant couldn’t help but laughWas that really me who had sipped from the glass wrought of all pedophilic sin?Merely the calm thrust between the two most violent storms man’s seen or a libido guillotined forevermore?They dangle bait right in my faceThat once did make my heart so raceBut hormonally my desire replaced to quell all but the faintest roarMerrily o mother let them playThe boogeyman he has gone awayThe slender one who would make his prey from the good little girls and boysCome tempt the fates I do imploreFor I am not He anymoreSubject to all parental scornDemon exiledThreat level number threeA badge to my reign of depravityIf it’s only my death that can set us all free then what is it we’re waiting for?My crimes of sick lust they’ve secured me a spaceIn a man’s most befeared and respected of placeIn the home of the horned and His torturing flamesI deserve all of this and moreThwarting the raping beastThat deep inside me sleepsIn a hope that this history will never repeatMy dick my gun now obsoleteAre we all here just grasping at straws?Is the Devil’s will absolute is it stronger than laws?Can I walk freely down darkened streets that I’ve stalked?Is there truly a hope left for me?Down her leg blood trickledI remember her every breathChemically castratedNormality is mandated for nowLeaden the weight of this arms they could not bearGonadal atrophy a product of their careReclusive enemy inside me he dwellsGuilt swells abysmally unequaled my hellsSociety I truly beg of theeI should remain behind silver lock and keyFeeling the rip of young tissues ‘round my meatNow a fading dream to this pitch-blackened sheepThreat level number threeA badge to my reign of depravityIf it’s only my death that can set us all free then what is it we’re waiting for?My crimes of sick lust they’ve secured me a spaceIn a man’s most befeared and respected of placeIn the home of the horned and His torturing flamesI deserve all of this and moreThwarting the raping beastThat deep inside me sleepsIn a hope that this history will never repeatMy dick my gun now obsoleteAre we all here just grasping at straws?The Devil’s will absolute is it stronger than laws?Can I walk freely down darkened streets that I’ve stalked?Is there truly a hope that is left for poor pathetic fucking me?Amongst the perilous mists formed of the moon arising newthe creature set upon us like a plaguewaist deep we proceeded to be butchered in the fogstrafing straight into the clutches of the beast that hell hath spawnedone by one did they scream dragged beneath the blanket of the mistthe mob is damned born to lose a sacrifice of human meat to lycanthropic blissthe wolf simply can't resistshots eruptthe strongest men are lostas panic claims this throngwho will huntand who will be the skinned?The elder evil wins where's our bravado now?The drunk and dead begin to pilein vain we laughed and cheeredthis night that spells our endflashlights are dwindling downby earthly gods we're disavowedplump sow apple in mouththe wolfen's pending feast"above the law!" we declared now lucky if we're left above the groundcomb the woods a child we seek so little did we men know that our end would there be foundI held my breath as we happened on the girlor should I say what was leftfather screams uncontrollably hes lost his sanitythirty one closed casket funeralsvictims of sheer disbeliefthirty one sent to the slaughter to bewithout reprievedragged below sightwrithing in the hazelike sitting ducks we are in moments to be splayedwhere's our militia now?Our bravest men a mounting pileto think we toasted ryethis night that spells our end"above the law!" we declared now lucky if we're left above the groundcomb the woods a child we seek so little did we men know that our end would there be foundsix feet downI hope this is as close to hell as I ever get.Is your very existence shackled by an irrational fear of hell?Terrified of suicide but desiring death as well.Can't they see there are consequences?When will they ever learn?Every night seeing dead faces of the friends and family burn.No one will be safe.To the will of God, enslaved.Will I ever awake?I pray the lord, my feeble soul to take.Can't they see there are consequences?For every push there's a pull.Each life's a test, impossible to secure one's seat in hell.Can't they see there are consequences?When will they ever learn?Every night seeing dead faces of friends and family burn.No one will be safe.To the ones that we’ve forgotten and labelled as insaneIn institutions rotting secret mars of family shameBound tightly and injectedSubdued by pill regimesSuspended animationPull the rug over the stainMistreated and molestedFed food not fit for pigsIf we’re to call them human beings why treat their lives as shit?No chance of contribution to well-oiled societyViewed as manure walking wastes of very air we breatheRejected disavowedBuried beneath our shallow smilesWhat do they mean for us and what do they deserve?Four padded walls – their coffinsUnderfunded understaffedIn a putrid squalor wallow while the rich and perfect have a laughSons and daughtersBrethren and kinSisters and brothers from pictures are trimmedOut of our sight, out of our mindsWhere is the kindness on which this world prides?This is the coldest song a voice could ever singIt’s destined to come out wrongWe’ve done the damnedest thingsOh, the humanityDenial so disgustingA life shackled rustingAnd business is boomingWe’re vampires and should be ashamedAt birth found unequalA real living freak showThrow them in a cell and forget their existence is painWhat a shameA shrine unto tormentTo minds deemed delinquentPlace holding placationThe voiceless damnated can’t screamCan you hear them scream?Mistreated and molestedFed food not fit for pigsIf we’re to call them human beings why treat their lives as shit?No chance of contribution to well-oiled societyViewed as manure walking wastes of very air we breatheSons and daughtersBrethren and kinSisters and brothers from pictures are trimmedOut of our sight, out of our mindsWhere is the kindness in our humankind?This is the coldest song a voice could ever singIt’s destined to come out wrongWe’ve done the damnedest thingsOh, the humanityThe dawn has broken crimsonThis day of deflorationIronclad reclamationAcross the frozen dale fearlessly cold dominionOur soldiers take formationThe tundra's desolationSome call it hell but it's our homeWe have to fightThere is no turning backOur legions storm ice covered fieldsOur blood runs coldEndure our winter thirty foldWith vorpal bladesImperial into the white abyss we goThe advent is here dawn of the AntichristThey tread our world on borrowed timePushed back amongst the shadowsDisguised for centuriesThe time is now to rise and crush our christian enemies downIt's time to strikeThere is no second chanceOur brethren swarm with sword and shieldIt's time to dieFor our christian enemyTo no law of mercyShall we yield god fearing blood stains redThe field the conquest growsNear dawn to the end of ChristPoisoned our young for the last timeOh to slay their lord divineEmpire laden in frostIvory towers dipped in crystalline glossMy frozen kingdomWe are cold in the heartGlaives of iceWe wield white wolves of victory marchResistance to books of fictionsInsistence upon beheading JesusPestilence for all believersDefenseless against the great deceiverThe advent is hereDawn of the AntichristThey tread our world on borrowed timeThe end of christian kindEmpire laden in frostIvory towers dipped in crystalline glossMy frozen kingdom we are cold in the heartGlaives of ice we wieldWhite wolves of victory marchThe dawn has broken crimsonThis day of deflorationIronclad reclamationAcross the frozen dale fearlessly cold dominionOur soldier take formationThe tundra's desolationSome call it hellBut it's our homeHellWe've come again to the end my friendsThe winds of change shall swirl up a dinThe beast is shifting shapes againWeaponized to the teeth while we grinThe years go byIn the blink of an eyeOf an old withered man,Our dreams lost to sandsOf bastard timeWhat was our crime?But to exist?We'll be sent before the devil.Hell, we're on his listOnto the gates of pearl we piss our tributeOpen your flesh and let the beast flow through youYour abysmal heartBlack as pitchAnd dead right from the startThis centuryThe night world is oursThat cannot die which eternally is deadTwo in the place of once severed headHydra of bone and its swirling danceHypnotizing the weak in it's tranceThe years they fleetLike the words of the meekIn the face of the stormBear witness as this hell is bornUnto this earth we are in their curseWe are truth if you seek eternal lifeWe are it's living proofThe gates gilded in gold our blackened entranceOpen your veins and pay the demon penanceFrom your abysmal heartBlack as pitchAnd dead right from the startThis centuryThe night world is oursDeliver usRelentlessDeliver usThe damnedThe dead we're still here walkingWith blood upon our handsDeliver usIntentionDeliver usThe trueThe movers of this worldWho'll shake the very life from youOnto the gates of pearl we piss our tributeOpen your flesh and let the beast flow through youYour abysmal heartBlack as pitchAnd dead right from the startThis centuryThe night world is oursSymphonics of sickness embroiled in rottennessTo the tune of abortion in total death we've staked our claimPalette for putrescence savor the succulenceImpression quite repulsive murder par for our little gameSkeletonizationCremated by the soundWeapons of hell's constructionWe dead are best left undergroundPiercing the depths of our carapaced heartsEmbrace us without form to feelAnd willingly we'll slip between their cracksYou're the only thing that's surely realUndead and undying our souls never restOur funerals are mental by cruelty we're obsessedBlack blood in our veins flowingAligned with all that which is deadPiercing the depths of our carapaced heartsEmbrace us without form to feelAnd willingly we'll slip between their cracksYou're the only thing that's fucking realRemember our hated the conquests of the pastAnd foster in revulsion a darkened future to be hadPiercing the depths of our carapaced heartsEmbrace us without form to feelAnd willingly we'll slip between their cracksYou're the only thing that's surely realUndead and undying our souls could never restOur funerals are mental, by hate and cruelty we're obsessedCutting their smallish stomachs open and spreading it wideEnthralling fascination with the tiny organs insideI thank thee mother nature for the curio that ye provideAn outlet for the corruption brewing behind my eyesNo empathy there is a void in meI cannot care I know not what it meansA boy alone abuse is festeringWhen I am grown I'll make you wish you'd noticed meI'll light the fires that turn their panicked headsA wild desire to see the whole of this world deadI am the voiceless I speak with flame insteadSpit in the sunken face of this entire fucking empty human raceI'll light the fire that turn their panicked headsA wild desire to see the whole of this world deadI am a demon, hellion am II'm going to set this earth alightDie Gitarre ist mein GottDer Ton der Ton er macht mich anDafür gibt es keinen ErsatzDu musst spielen du musst spielen