Monday, December 28, 2009

#201: Feeling The Fire - Metanoia

Feeling The Fire
Metanoia

Genre: Heavy Metal

Another one to transcribe, but the few songs this band plays in this style I absolutely love.
Started trying to transcribe it, but pretty much everything is work-in-progress.



As the sun rises high in the sky
And the moon spills its light by night
As the waves wash upon the shore
I will cling to you with all my might

In times of trouble, in times of doubt
When life struggles over again
(?) the spirit within
I will cling to you with all my might

Feeling the fire in my soul
Feeling the fire in my soul
Feeling the fire in my soul
Feeling the fire in my soul

Give me strength, Lord, to do you work
By your power and holy name
Jesus you died, crucified
I will cling to you with all might

Sometimes I fail, sometimes I fall
You're always there to hear my call
Without you Lord, I am (?)
I will cling to you with all my might

Feeling the fire in my soul
Feeling the fire in my soul
Feeling the fire in my soul
Feeling the fire in my soul

(...?)

Feeling the fire in my soul
Feeling the fire in my soul
Feeling the fire in my soul
Feeling the fire in my soul

Saturday, December 19, 2009

#200: Rules of Engagement - Living Sacrifice

Living Sacrifice

Genre: Metalcore



Expectations of actions – that conform
Foreign beliefs – put in position to be killed
You have to go – you have to fight
There’s no one else that’s capable
No one else would even dare

Put your life on the line without a word
Silent and stealth / Just like you were trained to kill

Your hands are tied / You’ve been compromised
As the bullets rain down on your hide

Twenty yards and counting / The ememy rears his head
Black eyes glaring hate / In his heart

Blood and sweat mixed with earth / Bloody mess, stench of death
Blood and sweat mixed with earth / Searing flesh is what you’re worth

Your hands are tied / You’ve been compromised
As the bullets rain down on your hide
Your hands are tied / You’ve been compromised
As the bullets rain down on your hide

Engage...

Sent to defend / Trained to kill by the ones who called you an animal

Your hands are tied / You’ve been compromised
As the bullets rain down on your hide
Your hands are tied / You’re gonna die
By decisions made in someone elses mind

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

#199: Judge Me Not - Metanoia

Judge Me Not

Genre: Metal

I can't seem to find lyrics for this album, but if I do, I'll put them up. Their MySpace seems like it's in a state of disrepair. I quite like this band, though. I may try to transcribe it later.
Update: starting transcription, input would be appreciated, easier stuff first.. this is a work in progress. Anything here should not be considered to be entirely accurate.

He died for you and He took the pain
Sacrificed upon a bloody cross
His flesh was torn and ripped apart
Blood and tears flowed down His face

Sacrificed (..?)
Crucified (..?)

I want you for once to wake up and understand
We are saved by grace and not our hands
Spiritual beings, the flesh will rot and die
Judgement can only be by the living God

Saved by grace alone
Judge me not

(Judge me not)
(..?)
Judged by the words of our Savior
(..?) love one another
Judge me not (free me)
(..?)
embrace your bondage and sets me free.. free, free

Free
(..?)


Sunday, December 6, 2009

#198: Sick World - Acoustic Torment

Sick World

Genre: Death Metal

Note: their website has their albums up for digital sale, pay-what-you-want style. Both albums are also fully streamable on the site.



child abusing. the sick man. his thoughts.
the criminal perverted act. rapes and kills.
no one heard the cry. no one saw the tears.
no one, no one heard ...

the scream, the scream, the scream
the scream in a sick world.
full of violence, full of perversion.
satan goes around
searching for inhuman machines.

everyone is searching for answeres.
answeres from this world
but satan´s influence has come
to manipulate the minds,
and no one asks for jesus christ.
that´s the problem, that´s the truth,
this will be our death.

break down marriges. divorce. lost children
without support, without love, hatred growes.
no one hears the cry. no one sees the tears.
no one hears ...

the scream, the scream, the scream.
the scream in a sick world
full of hate, full of infidelity.
satan goes around
searching for inhuman machines.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

#197: The First Commandment - Acoustic Torment

The First Commandment

Genre: Death Metal

This band does not seem well-known.. but they certainly deserve more attention than they're getting. I think they're rather amazing. Their website: http://www.acoustic-torment.de/



I am the Lord, I am your God.
I am the Lord, the almighty God.
I am the Way, I am the Truth,
I am the Life, I am ...

Jesus Christ

I am the Son, I am the Father.
I am your God and there is no other.
I am the Son, I am the Father.
I am your God and there is no other.
Salvation is found in no one else,
for there is no other name
by which you must be saved.
I am the Way, the Truth and the Life;
no one comes to the Father except through me.

Watch out for false prophets
coming to you in sheep's clothing
but inwardly they are ferocious wolves
teaching things they ought not to teach.

I am the Lord, I am your God.
I am the Lord, the only God.
I am the Truth, I am the Life
I am the Way, the only Way.

You shall have no other gods before me.

I am the Son, I am the Father.
I am your God and there is no other.
I am the Son, I am the Father.
I am your God and there is no other.
Salvation is found in no one else,
for there is no other name
by which you must be saved.
I am the Way, the Truth and the Life;
no one comes to the Father except through me.

See to it that no one takes you captive
through hollow and deceptive philosophy,
which depends on human tradition
and the basic principles of this world
rather than on Christ.

I am the Way - follow me.
I am the Truth - trust me.
I am the Life - love me.
I am the one and only God.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

#196: The Serpent Servant - Impending Doom

Impending Doom

Genre: Deathcore

Note: I thought it fitting to make a Thanksgiving post, as one of the things I'm most thankful for is incredible music. So here's an incredible song.



Dress me in your cloak, induct me into your cult.
Use an open tomb as my throat,
the laws that I live by will not replace the reason he died,
brainwash me with set standards and a loss of hope.

Then put me under this microscope.
Do I fit the perfect description?
Poster boy for your artificial religion.
Do I fit the perfect description? Never!

You filled the world with fervent deceit,
now the serpent and the servant meet.
Now the serpent and the servant meet.

Behold your end when you seduce with corruption.
Behold your end when you seduce with corruption.
False light draws false life.
False light draws false life.
When the depths have risen we will bring down the heavens.
When the depths have risen we will bring down the heavens.

The laws that I live by will not replace the reason he died.
Brainwash me with set standards.
False light draws false life.
False light draws false life.

Hell Must Fear Me!
Hell must fear us all.
Serpent servant bring your fury.
Hell must fear me!

Sunday, November 22, 2009

#195: Agape - For Today

For Today

Genre: Deathcore



Can we payback more than can be measured?
If we could love
If we could love
There is an amount of love
An amount of grace
Beyond all meaning
Beyond all measure
If we could even grasp it
There would be more pleasure
There is no greater love than
laying your life down for a friend
If we loved God to a teaspoon
of his overflowing cup
What would this world then see?
Our land of sorrow and turmoil
would swirl to a community of joy
Open our eyes to glisten
Open our hearts to receive
Open our mouths to smile
This is a love that none can fathom
How can we repay
Love the Lord your God
With all your heart
All your soul
All your mind
All your strength

Saturday, November 14, 2009

#194: Revelations - The Crimson Armada

The Crimson Armada

Genre: Technical Deathcore



Dearly beguiled, we're gathered to commemorate
this blessing that became the greatest of mistakes.
The sword soul and flesh have since then become one.
This impasse has become the single source for slandered tongue.
Now we are being slowly erased with what we were made.
This impasse will trickle flames and offer us a testing taste.

Now this is what they had spoken of.
But when the sun gives out we rise.
This is our forthcoming. We rise.
This is the end. Or is it just the end of?
This is the end. This is the end. Or is it just the end of?

Time will taint and seconds force open our eyes.
The core of light will break and force the world to realize.
Lubricating lungs with sweet venomistic wine.
Meets pounding sheets as it captivates.
Into the casket this case confines each and every thought.
Asphyxiated. My mind slowly begins to rot.
And all will rot and writhe until we rise.

A day will come when the dead will rise up from the earth.
And all will witness the reversal of decrepit birth.
A day will come and soon everyone will realize
that in living we have crafted our own self-demise.
A day will come when the dead will rise.
A day will come when the dead will rise up from the earth.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Amazing Concert Footage: Sleeping Giant @ Cornerstone '09

TigerRAWK on YouTube posted up some incredible concert footage of Sleeping Giant playing at Corner Stone '09. It was so epic that I felt I needed to post it here.
Here's TigerRAWK's channel: http://www.youtube.com/user/TigerRAWK

I believe it's actually the full concert, including between songs. Here are all the videos, in order:

Gang Signs and Blame it on the Holy Rollers http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qcT6ZqEtNMg
No One Leaves This Room Sick http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5L39-v_K-Ag
Oh Praise Him/This Is The Word
WhoreMonger testimony:

Saturday, November 7, 2009

#193: Isaiah (The Willing) - For Today

For Today

Genre: Deathcore



Here I am, God. Send me to the world. There is a burden on my heart to let the world know that You are God. From You, the mighty King of Kings, I learn the word that sustains the weary heart. But, I have been silent for far too long. I love them too much to sit back and watch them die. So take the life that you gave to me, Lord, and speak your heart to a generation.

Brothers and sisters, my prayer for you has been heard. And you can take refuge and hope in this Word: This is the end of the world as we know it. Death will hold no power. Dry your tears and lift your head. Death will hold no power.

Let the light of life shine down upon a people in darkness.

We are the grateful forgiven; the restored and renewed. We will take for ourselves no rest until we are face of God on the earth. And take no rest, God. Take no rest for yourself. Take no rest, oh Lord. May we be the generation to bring your glory down.

Our generation will prophecy. So let the world know, we are a dynasty.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

#192: Immune To Emotion - Soul Embraced

Soul Embraced

Genre: Death Metal



All I see is tragedy
Reality and agony
There's got to be some good left in the world
Hidden away from all this darkness
Leaving death behind
My soul and open wound
See it bleeding through
I'd cry if I could
But I'm immune to emotion
The end injected into desolate hearts
Corrupted bodies not afraid of the dark
Forgotten children of a sickening world
Bleeding from sickening wounds
There's got to be some good left in the world
Hidden away from all this torture
Leaving death behind

Thursday, October 29, 2009

#191: Canvas - Sacrificium

Sacrificium

Genre: Death Metal



My face the canvas for your vision of me
Happy smiley face, too weak for life itself,
Corrupted - superhuman - hypocrite with a halo
Prisoner and hostage of it's own faith

The vision - distorted, not me at all
What you hate and fear, projected on me
Lack of knowledge, lack of mind,
Fearing I'd wipe the clouds from your eyes

I struggle, I fight, I fall, I bleed, but my soul is free
I suffer, I starve, I cry, I die, but my soul is free

Despair, one of my worst enemies
Brave enough to admit, my human weakness
Prison, hostage and their guard I see too
Anxious to see how they trying to get out

My scars are telling the story - I am human
Trying to survive this place - nothing else
Trying to survive this place - but not alone
Trying to hold my feet on the ground
(I am not alone)

I struggle, I fight, I fall, I bleed, by bloody reality
I suffer, I starve, I cry, I die, my soul is free

Smiley face protects me from killing
Fighting the infinite reasons to hate
Trying to survive this place, everyday
Smiling face on the canvas survives

Saturday, October 17, 2009

#190: I Think I'm Going To See You - Showbread

Showbread

Genre: Raw Rock



Madness is like love, it makes you see the world a different way
Maybe love just helps you say the things that madness can't convey

When an evil spirit leaves a man, it goes flying through the desert
Looks for a place to stay and then comes back
And that's what's got me hiding out from rapists, thieves and perverts
The newsman telling me we're under attack

Because the more the world puts in my mouth, the less I feel like chewing it
I found the way to madness and I'm opening the door
Cause the more they say what's on my mind, the more I feel I'm losing it
They tell me what to care about and I don't care anymore

Cause there's a hole in the fabric of my sanity
and it's getting big enough to see through
And on the other side of losing my mind I think I'm gonna see you

I pledge allegiance to myself, don't make much sense to me
And if freedom frees the idiots, I don't think I've been set free
With all the emphasis on money and guns and looking out for number one
Seems like clouds in my coffee

Because the world is a lady with a veil over her face
But I'm tearing it away cause she's got something to hide
And all our hopes and dreams I fear have been badly misplaced
Cause life means giving up yourself, I'm not afraid to die

Cause there's a hole in the fabric of my sanity
and it's getting big enough to see through
And on the other side of losing my mind I think I'm gonna see you

There's a fire on the flag that makes you who you are
And I think my mask is starting to slip
And now that everything's breaking down, I think I'm getting a grip

The more the world puts in my mouth, the more I feel like throwing up
I've found the way to freedom and I'm opening the door
The more they tell me how to care, the more and more I'm giving up
Afraid of God and life and death, I'm not afraid anymore

There's a hole in the fabric of my sanity and it's getting big enough to see through
And on the other side of losing my mind I think I'm gonna see you

There's a hole in the fabric of my sanity and it's getting big enough to see through
And on the other side of losing my mind I think I'm gonna see you

There's a fire on the flag that makes you who you are
And I think my mask is starting to slip
And now that everything's breaking down, I think I'm getting a grip

There's a hole in the fabric of my sanity and it's getting big enough to see through
And on the other side of losing my mind I think I'm going to see you

Sunday, October 11, 2009

#189: The Madness of Nebuchadenezzar - Pantokrator

The Madness of Nebuchadenezzar
Pantokrator

Genre: Death Metal

Fun fact: The instrumental intro for this song is exactly 30 seconds, on the dot.



Thou, O King, art King of kings...
Thou art this head of Gold!

Dew covereth my skin as I wake up in the fields
Amongst the beasts I roam
A beast I am

My hair is grown like eagles feathers
My nails like claws of birds

Behold my howl in the night
I was warned, I was told by the prophet
Pride is madness
And madness will rob me of all

The brute of the fields
I bear the marks of the wild
I am the ghost of evening shade
For seven years I have haunted the forests
Driven out from the realm of men
Entrapped in the realm of shadows

I was told by the prophet
Humility is wisdom
And wisdom will give me my crown

Through humility glory will be mine
As I lift up my eyes I finally realise
As I praise the Lord of the heavens
The past slips away like a dream

I know who I was
I know who I am
Nebuchadnezzar
No less that a king
Now more than a man

Sunday, October 4, 2009

#188: Trilogy of Knowledge - Believer

Trilogy of Knowledge
Believer

Genre: Trash/Prog Metal



[INTRO: THE BIRTH]

[MOVEMENT I: THE LIE]

The fruit from the tree was so pleasing to my eye
The serpent said that I would not die

The serpent shall be cursed, he will crawl about and eat dust
I will put enmity between the woman and you
Man will crush your head, you will strike his heel

The wisdom of the world will be mine if I eat
What can it hurt if I take it and eat?

I will greatly increase the woman's pain
When bearing children all of your days
You will desire man, he will rule over you

Take some, man, gain wisdom, too
Eat from the tree, it's what you must do

The land will be cursed because of man
Producing thorns to make him bleed
By your sweat you will live until death
Dust you are and to dust you will return

[Genesis 3:1]

[MOVEMENT II: THE TRUTH]

(Then Jesus was lead by the Spirit into
the desert to be tempted by the Devil.
After fasting 40 days and 40 nights, he
was hungry. The Tempter came to him
and said...)

If you're the son of God
Tell these stones to become bread

Man does not live on bread
But by words from the mouth of God

If you're the son of God
Throw yourself to the ground, God will save you

But is written
Do not put your God to the test

All the world I give you
If you bow and worship me

Leave me now and worship
The Lord your God, serve Him only

When Satan left him there
The angels came to him
Temptation lost

[Matthew 4:1-11]

[MOVEMENT III: THE KEY]

Evil scheming, wicked violence
And such is the end of all with ill gotten gain

Hatred, rejection, mocking others
This takes the lives of those with ill gotten gain

Do not walk on paths of the wicked
They are the darkness and they don't understand

The path of the righteous first dawns, gleaming
Shining brighter 'till the full light of day

Do not offer body to sin
Offer yourselves to God as those brought to life

Therefore put on the armor of God
So when that day of evil comes, you can stand your ground

[Pr. 1:19, 4:14-19; Ro. 6:13; Ep. 6:13-14]

Sunday, September 27, 2009

#187: Watch Me Die - Underoath

Underoath

Genre: * Metal

Note: If there's anyone who's heard Underoath's 'new' (post-2000) music, but not anything from their first two albums, be aware that the first two are completely and totally different from all of their other music, and definitely deserve more attention than I believe they are getting.



I lay as this sacrifice to this unholy altar
The evil inside Satan; Satan sit and watch me die
Demented screams, tortured beings, where's your hope,
where's your smile, there was none
Life of lies gone, gone no more
So upset, so distraught, I'm sorry, I'm Sorry... I live for the Lord
Watch me die no longer I am alive
My purpose no more... I live for Christ
Dead to sin, only begin, imagine what's for Soldier of Christ
Changed with a new beginning, blood of the lamb, white washed sins
Forgive me God for all of these years of my transgressions
I cry renewed, I cry renewed
This world means nothing to me
My life changed I now see Crucified with Christ,
the old self left with the rest of this world, rest of this world
Kneel before his throne, home now from this journey
I see my father in his arms finally found
This path I have chosen is hard but I'll make it with my savior's help
I survive this hell 'till the end I'll stand true
Eternal life, ready for the fight that the evil brings
No giving in... I'm free
The fire burns engulfing all the victims in its path, no where to run
Over taken they give in to surrender to the Lord once, and for all
No longer keeping quiet, no longer standing still,
no longer giving in, no longer going back
I stand strong praying for love always to be in my heart

Saturday, September 19, 2009

#186: The Serpent's Tongue - The Crimson Armada

The Crimson Armada

Genre: Deathcore



Open your eyes!
In spite of these creations
a venom settles in the blood
with fangs that will not rest til they’ve engulfed everything,
the sky and humans all alike.
Dispersing vile scripture as abundant as the night,
this poison takes but a single drop to thrive.

The vipers waltz in time to slay the conscience back to blind.
Slowly digesting and conspiring with mortal threads.
This evil’s woven firm its lies into our heads.
A single cry will silence all but a single pierce will bring to fall.
Despite all odds we must confront what our deepest fears have presented us.

You’ve got the truth before you and yet your eyes are shut.
How can you speak when the serpent’s got your tongue?
You’ve got the truth before you and yet your eyes are shut.
How can you speak when the serpent’s got your tongue?...

You’ve got the truth before you and yet your eyes are shut.
How can you speak when the serpent’s got your tongue?
You’ve got the truth before you and yet your eyes are shut.
How can you speak when the serpent’s got your tongue?

This clarity can’t be denied but before us stands the initial face of phases.
Our fears will flee, our strength will hide.
This clarity can’t be denied but before us stands the initial face of phases.
This clarity can’t be denied but before us stands the initial face of phases.
Your fears will flee, your strength will hide. Your fears will flee...

Open your eyes. Open your eyes.
The serpent goes by many names and wears many a disguise.
Open your eyes or let this poison slowly seep and consume you whole.
Don’t let the serpent catch your tongue and drown your soul. (Open your eyes)
This blindness is an ailment incurable by any means, but tearing the seams from the eyes to bow down to the King of all mankind.

Behold untainted sight.
The truth is inscribed in the veins under the eyes.
Release from the clutch of the serpentine to behold untainted sight.
You’ve got the truth before you and yet your eyes are shut.
How can you speak when the serpent’s got your tongue?

Open your eyes. Open your eyes. Open your eyes. Open your eyes.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

#185: Plan 2 - Frost Like Ashes

Frost Like Ashes

Genre: Black Metal

Note: Cover of the Saint song Plan II.



No mercy for the devil no mercy for the foe
The King shall wad him up Throw him away
Then cast him to the rocks of never ending scald
This shall all take place Sure as you hear me say

He will burn the damned He will burn the beast
On that white throne day All will hear the cry
The evil one will die forever shedding tears of pain

Let’s give glory to the King
He conquered death and hell to set His children free
Let’s give glory to the King
He cleansed us from our sins He tasted death for all to see

Disaster it controls the hardened hearts of men
Providing them with pride and despair But He’s the
King of all that lives and that breathes
He’s the Lord of Lords His judgments are all fair

On that final day He’ll rise above the clouds
All will see His wounds and sigh
It’s plain for all to see He is the risen King
He has the keys to death and hell Attached on to His side
He will burn the damned He will burn the beast
On that white throne day All will hear the cry
The evil one will die forever shedding tears of pain

Let’s give glory to the King
He conquered death and hell to set His children free
Let’s give glory to the King
He cleansed us from our sins He tasted death for all to see
Let’s give glory to the King
Now the devil hands are tied and none of us will have to die
Let’s give glory to the King

Thursday, September 3, 2009

#184: Pale Shadows - Frost Like Ashes

Frost Like Ashes

Genre: Black Metal

"It is my desire to wage a Spiritual and Ideological War that will see the ultimate victory of the God of the Bible. Pale Shadows is a literary expression of that desire." -Azahel



This, My Prayer

Let
me slit the throats of the sirens
Let me raze the walls of Troy
Let me
grasp Mjollnir
Let me crush the head of Thor

Let me see the Golden Fleece

Hung rusted on its pole
Let me spill the blood of Elizabeth
And down her
own throat pour

Grant me the strength
of the Wooden Stake
Grant me the
strength
of Amulet Senoy

Let me violate Lillith
The whore of filth and
dregs
Cast on her back, submissive
Craver of rancid sperm

Let me ascend
the gates of Valhalla
Slay Valkyries and Einherjar
Drag Odin from its
burning ruins
Again on the tree hang

Grant me the strength
of the
Frostgiants
Grant me the strength
of Fenrir

Mocking Us
Fools to Us

Who's the Strong One now?
Bow to Us
Compared to Us
Shadows on the Sun


Let me be the crusher of Satan
Let me be the one
Who sees him bow his
knee
To You, Lord of Sabaoth

Odin
One eyed drunken fool
Lillith

Demonic filthy whore
Set-Hen
Bound in eternal dark
Lucifer
I laugh as
you're cast down!
Impotent!

Let me be the crusher of Satan
Let me be
the one
Who sees him bow his knee
To You, Lord of Sabaoth

Let me be the
Serpent of Sabaoth
Devouring the spineless Marduk
Baal is only wood and
stone
His canting prophets gone

Let me cause the Baphomet's throne
To
be a place for human waste
Let me castrate the Baphomet
In Phallustine
disgraced

Grant me the strength
of the Lord of Host
Grant me the
strength
of the Holy Ghost

Mocking Us
Fools to Us
Who's the Strong
One now?
Bow to Us
Compared to Us
Shadows on the Sun

Sunday, August 30, 2009

#183: Salvation - xDeathstarx

Deathstar

Genre: Hardcore Punk

Note: I'm not sure if I'm supposed to call this band Deathstar or xDeathstarx. I learned of them as xDeathstarx, but on iTunes and Last.fm they are officially Deathstar. Kinda bizarre. I figured I'd use both, and the iTunes/Last.fm name for the tag.



Another modern life
just a crash course to oblivion
preview a battered soul's fall
drowning in the struggle to the surface fades away from
sight shifts to accord with
morals won't suspend the dead weight of the sinking

salvation wrench the soul
step back into the haze
or let new life unfold
eternity, every
the gravity of the unknown

darkness takes move again
so comes the power to oppose
all will prevail who are under
another modern life
a wretched life sad and unworthy
a doubting soul
who can stand in my way
I can not fall one life for all
steal and destroy
you know I've come for this
I'll rip his soul from him
and I'll take pride in it
observe the end it's just begun
I'll bruise my heel but crush your face
Alpha Omega
if this is real let me cease to be
if this is real then let me decrease

salvation wrench the soul
step back into the haze
or let new life unfold
eternity, every
the gravity of the unknown

Holy, so who am I to trample Him
when every moment is a lifetime
and only death is sure to come
Holy, so who am I to trample him
a beauty beyond our highest sight
and only death is sure to come
death that's sure to come

Friday, August 21, 2009

#182: Curses! Another Shape Shifting Wraith! - A Thousand Times Repent

A Thousand Times Repent

Genre: Deathcore



Hail to an end, she has come, winter's come
A faint horse for a fainting summer, steady your heart
This will take your warmth.
This will turn your ghost.
Come quick my Lord, they altered shape, they've altered form
Marching to this song, singing to this song
Soldiers marching.
Armies running.
Squadrons... and swarming legions
Fearless we take them one ghost by one
Heaven approaching hail to the end.

Marching to this song, singing to this song
Fearless we will take them
one ghost by one

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

#181: The Iscariot Aspect - Sympathy

Sympathy

Genre: Technical Death Metal

Note: I'm doing this early, since I don't know if I'll have time tomorrow to update.



No greater tyranny can there be
Than slave over slave
The acrid taste is bitter sweet
To cast off shackles
And gain liberty

To love one's enemy is easy
When the enemy is guised as a friend
I refuse to submit once again
To the whelming gaze
No more tyranny

Now I stand outside
Trackless and unburdened
Now I declare
The scales have fallen away

Once awakened you cannot return
The dancing shadows lose appeal
When passionate stupor becomes broken
The old ways can bring no peace

As knowledge quickens
The soul unto wisdom
It raises the slave
Out of the herd

No greater love has any man but this
That the machines of tyranny he will destroy
Those made to beat the soul to serve
Mechanisms that captive and blind in slavery

The eyes that once I blinded
Have been quickened with new sight
Empty sockets perceive not
Shadow play but noonday sun

Too long did I cower
I had become a slave
Now set free from control
Trackless and unburdened

Sunday, August 16, 2009

#180: The Army of the Chosen One - Sleeping Giant

Sleeping Giant

Genre: Hardcore Punk

Featuring guest vocals by Ryan Clark of Demon Hunter


Lord we are asking for a generation to arise, that will not fall, that will not fall, that they would not give themselves to drugs, they would not give themselves to sex, they would not give themselves to others. Lord, that they would give themselves to You. Lord, we are asking that you would release the apostolical generation, that they would go out into the nations and they call forth those to love You and to serve You all the days of their lives, and know that wherever they go that they take the gospel and the love of Jesus, that in all things they would love You, they love You unrelenting, not holding back, nothing but that they would love you Jesus.

An army composed of walking dead, of willing hearts, in this our day of struggle.
We speak with fire, we break all chains, the foolish bonds of carnal mind far beneath us.
We see the leader transfigured light, He calls us forward, in that moment receive.
Gives us a new name, on stones of white, and then we stand commissioned, searching for the valiant more to come.

Oh... Chosen ones! ...we’re rising, calling out your name.
Chosen ones! And you will hear our anthem raise.
Chosen ones! So answer us in truth.
Answer me!

I know their faces.
I hear their names, reveal their future, warriors of regeneration.
I’ve seen their journey. I’ve felt their pain.
I’ve reached into each shame-filled, dark and failed existence.
I see them rising my crest in heart, sealed to my vision anchored deep within each man.
The day approaches, each life will close.
The awesome day we see the Lion and the Lamb.

Oh... Chosen ones! ...we’re rising, calling out your name.
Chosen ones! And you will hear our anthem raise.
Chosen ones! So answer us in truth.
Answer me!

Father where is the army I’ve seen in my visions.
It’s the generation the dragon has feared in his dreams.
Father where is the army I’ve seen in my visions.
We are the generation the dragon has feared in his dreams, his nightmares!

GLORIA! Soon we will find out who are the real revolutionaries.
GLORIA! Someday we will see who’s in this thing for real!
GLORIA! Soon we will find out who are the real revolutionaries.
GLORIA! Someday we will see who’s in this thing for real!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

#179: Gang Signs - Sleeping Giant

Sleeping Giant

Genre: Metalcore



I will bleed for the One who gave everything for me.
Watch and wait. Read up!
You’re gonna die for that Man whose blood is on my hands.
So fess up His name. And be bled dry.
As you can see the new generation of gang signs.

Beware of simple flattery.
They will hand you over in chains.
Those who serve and protect just protecting their own best interest.
As they serve you up to the flames.

But I’ve got one eye to the sky.
I see just One Man in the distance.
So step up and feel my resistance.
Even if we all die.
Time is on my side...
Time is on my side...
Time is on my side.

I laugh inside as they fight Him.
Prepare to run I can’t spell it out plainly.
Aww, you’re befriending the system.
And you’re gonna get paid.
And love grows cold as the sick ones hate you.
Never realizing they’re the ones getting played.

Read the signs of the end of this age.
As man makes plans.
The flood comes quickly.
Our history’s bathed in blood but let’s become a copycat culture war.
As this Sunday school mind takes the place of the Kingdom.

And I’m done with this abomination. Desolation.
The vultures, vultures circling.
And the world will mourn as we flee. I see it’s over.
Time is on my side.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

#178: Overkill Exposure - Living Sacrifice

Living Sacrifice

Genre: Metalcore

The first song brought into the open from Living Sacrifice's new album, The Infinite Order. Lyrics thanks to bandsonfire. The song can also be downloaded for free as part of the Fuel Sampler. (I'm probably not supposed to do this, but here's a direct link to the download.)



I watched a man murder and kill
Plot against the destroyed will
I watched a man ripped to shreds
Stench of rot does not offend
Create a theme, sell it how
Promiscuous, no consequence
Think of ways to shock us now
Good luck, I’ve seen it all

I will pay for this death and destruction
Just to know such things exist
I will pay for this death and destruction
Knowledge of evil, paralysis
Overkill exposure

Cannibalistic destruction
Fanatical debauchery
Glorified infidelity
Show me death, show me lies
Show me unthinkable darkness
Programmed perversion of the worst kind

Show me death, show me lies
Show me unthinkable darkness
Show me death, show me lies

I will pay for this death and destruction
Just to know such things exist
I will pay for this death and destruction
Knowledge of evil, paralysis
Overkill exposure

Guard my heart, guard my will
Think of ways to shock us now
Guard my heart, guard my will
Keep your death and lies

Guard my heart, guard my will
Think of ways to shock us now
Guard my heart, guard my will
Keep your death and lies

Thursday, August 6, 2009

#177: A Love So Pure - Underoath

Underoath

Genre: Death Metal

Note: I'm almost unsure what genre to call this. All I know is that I think this entire album is pretty incredible, and apparently so is their second (which I do not currently have). I wish they had kept the style found in this album instead of turning into the band they are today, which I have a hard time bringing myself to listen to.



Always did it on my own then one day I realized
I was blind, nothing I could do on my own
Turn, we have found a way to see, look up... feel the Almighty
Take control as we gaze into your eyes
We're just the tool you use to bring this world to you
Oh, Lord, how we love you
With your grace, take away the hurt and the bruises inside,
reach down let your glory reside
The cross carried for all of us, paint the image in my mind
So I will never think I am something,
but nothing am I but you, you are something
Lord you keep me alive, you give me rest at night
When there seems no way to find calmness in the storm you come and
take me in your arms and then the waves drown me no more
With you I'll last this battle and many others
Through the ages your name will reigh forever... never to be replaced
In these trials I face, I pray you humble me
Humble me I want to be like you Jesus more and more like you
I was crucified on that day with Christ
Nailing you there with sin, accepting you
I nailed my soul to the cross and now my life begins
This world so cold but your love keeps me warm
My father holds me in his nailed scarred hands which I put there
But for some reason he still loves me with all his heart
Even through I betray him constantly
He always keeps his arms open waiting, till I give up my old was
God my father, you are the only one that can give me comfort
You touch my heart in such a way that all I can do is cry your name
Jesus Christ I love you
My heart aches for your love

Saturday, August 1, 2009

#176: Hero - Skillet

Hero
Skillet

Genre: Rock



I'm just a step away
I'm a just a breath away
Losing my faith today
[Falling off the edge today]

I am just a man
Not superhuman
[I'm not superhuman]
Someone save me from the hate

It's just another war
Just another family torn
[Falling from my feet today]
Just a step from the edge
Just another day in the world we live

I need a hero to save me now
I need a hero
[Save me now]
I need a hero to save my life
A hero'll save me
[Just in time]

I gotta fight today
To live another day
Speaking my mind today
[My voice will be heard today]

I've gotta make a stand
But I am just a man
[I'm not superhuman]
My voice will be heard today

It's just another war
Just another family torn
[My voice will be heard today]
It's just another kill
The countdown begins to destroy ourselves

I need a hero to save me now
I need a hero
[Save me now]
I need a hero to save my life
A hero'll save me
[Just in time]
I need a hero to save my life
I need a hero
Just in time
Save me just in time...
Save me just in time...

Who's gonna fight for what's right
Who's gonna help us survive
We're in the fight of our lives
[And we're not ready to die]

Who's gonna fight for the weak
Who's gonna make 'em believe
I've got a hero
[I've got a hero]
Livin' in me

I'm gonna fight for whats right
Today I'm speaking my mind
And if it kills me tonight
[I will be ready to die]

A hero's not afraid to give his life
A hero's gonna save me just in time

I need a hero to save me now
I need a hero
[Save me now]
I need a hero to save my life
A hero'll save me
[Just in time]

(I need a hero!) Who's gonna fight for whats right?
Who's gonna help us survive?
(I need a hero!) Who's gonna fight for the weak?
Who's gonna make them believe?
I need a hero

I need a hero!

A hero's going to save me just in time!

Thursday, July 30, 2009

#175: Guardian - The Crimson Armada

The Crimson Armada

Genre: Technical Deathcore



Can you show me what it's like to be alive?

My lord knows that I've been sinking.
The sanctuary's skin has finally been lifted.
The symphony has grown silent with distaste
from the grime its sound produces and its elegance in waste.
I've grown blind to my eyelids they are the my guardians of naught.
The sight my innards seek to dispatch is the very reason I am wrong.
Call upon the almighty one for He is the only one who saves.
Call upon the almighty one, protector of the graves.
All you've said is now forsaken.
What you've come to believe is forsaken.
As the wretches of this pit of heart cry we will all know what is indeed
Forsaken.

Restless in a mess of contagion strains and mismatched thought,
lay the silent eyes of black heart nights eternally searching for missing parts.
The tunnels lights are dim without fractions of time to think for second thoughts.
Sink or rise there is no swim.
You live, you rise, you drink, you die.
The sky emerged with the black of dusk and the scent of angels left us dust
with aromas filled of conspired trust,
as he could turn away from God.
The words unspoken fill syringes with not blood but black eclipses
of our hearts not sanctified
and in the image of our faith denied,
beseech of the Lord and beg for sight.

Can you show me what it's like to be alive?

Tear it from the chest all the conflicting inflictions while it settles in the head, parasitic-like thoughts.

This flawless design can never be duplicated
when the cycles of the earth fold the world infinite with signs.
Let the truth be the prey of the faith-stricken cold
and when the core is warmed up ask for the path from the lord.

Can you show me what it's like to be alive?

As we shed the pretense and the dawn has stained itself a place in mind,
the search is unending until we finally find.

Our creator.
Our sustainer.
In whom we always seek refuge.
Our Guardian.

Can you show me what it's like to be alive?

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

In Memorian: Firestream

I learned today (by trying to access the site) that Firestream has been taken down. I'll miss it.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

#174: Adept Arcana - Sympathy

Sympathy

Genre: Blackened Death Metal/Technical Death Metal



The fire that leaves no scars sears my flesh
It fills me with fear and wonder

An heir to the secret power
An heir to the flame
I am adept in the ancient
Well versed in the arcane

The blood of the chosen flows within me
It fills me with strength and passion

As fire, through my veins
The knowledge I've acquired
It burns and consumes me
And reveals what eyes can't see

As a furnace fueled with flame
The power that I've acquired
It permeates and animates me
And raises me to transcendency

Thursday, July 23, 2009

#173: A Band of Hunters Stalk in Edo - A Thousand Times Repent

A Thousand Times Repent

Genre: Deathcore



Hired guns will honor nothing
They're opportunists at their best, they're opportunists at their least
A death dealer peddling, a peddler dealing in death
Trafficking spirits and phantoms, vendor to devils and demons
They'll keep to shadows, the cowards
Forward, forward give them nothing
Forward, onward make them regret
Tonight, I'm hunting the hunter with the hunted, the haunted with his prey.
They will suffer us, for we will fix our hearts
Goodbye planet earth, farewell planet earth.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

#172: Thus it Begins - On Solid Ground

Thus it Begins
On Solid Ground

Genre: Deathcore



The faithless will soon see their end
For soon is the time when the goats will be set apart from the sheep

And so it begins, a time to see your true colors
Will you stand up for what you believe, or will you back down like you always have?
So much has been offered to you to keep you alive
His body was broken as a sacrifice
His blood shed for your soul
Hands pierced for hands to praise
He did not die in vain, he died for the sake of us

Its time to repay what has been given
Fulfill the prophecy of who we are meant to be
Created in His image
We were meant to live for so much more than this

Turn from your wicked ways, and never look back

We've tried so hard to carry on
But every time were pushed back down
We cant hold on to things of the past
So were rising up and taking back

Our faith will not be shaken

We will not listen to your lies
We will stand firm
Our hope will not be shattered
And your evil words will fade

Friday, July 10, 2009

#171: When Waters Run Deep - Impending Doom

Impending Doom

Genre: Deathcore

Note: I figured I could post this in addition to another song today, since the track is just one minute long and four lines of lyrics.



When waters run deep,
we will stand like mountains.
I am for peace, but when I speak,
it is for war.

#170: Complete Relinquish Utter Abandon - A Thousand Times Repent

A Thousand Times Repent

Genre: Vocals w/ Piano



So here I am broken open.
Emptied of myself, of my regrets.
You said you'd soon return, so I'll light a fire, guard the flame and let it burn
So here I am broken open, yours alone.
Await the day for you to come to go back home.
So please don't you tarry long, in your presence is where I want to belong
So please don't you tarry long, here I am letting go, yours alone
So here I am broken open. Yours alone, yours alone Lord.
This is me, broken open, yours alone Lord. Yours alone.

Sunday, July 5, 2009

#169: The Beginning (Nervosa) - Showbread

Showbread

Genre: "Raw Rock"



I used to dream that I could fly,
just above the whispered clouds, beneath the somber sky.
I had a dream I was alive,
I dreamt that love would never die. (goodbye)
Dreams were cheap and hope was easy...(so light),
the forgeries of life deceiving...(so bright),
and as I glided to the ground...(so long),
calcified, the concrete weighed me down... (cruel world).

Your wings are holding up the sky,
dear God, I had a dreamt that I could fly.

Alkaline the burning frost, has blistered deep beneath my bones,
And winter spat its hatred, cold and coiled, black and deep,
as it called me ever further, where evil burns and never sleeps.
I once had prayers that found no words, fragile things I’ve never spoken,
through my lips passed eulogies for all the oaths that I have broken.
And still the ghost of hope was haunting, through the dark to save the living,
and still beneath it all I dreamed that God could be forgiving.

Your wings are holding up the sky,
dear God, I had a dream that I could fly.

When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride.

I am the worst of all things here,
my crooked, black, and lying heart still spits its bitter fear.
And each and every sparrow,
You see them flutter to the ground before they die,
So please God don’t forget me.

See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e’er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
To Christ, who won for sinners grace By bitter grief and anguish sore, Be praise from all the ransomed race Forever and forevermore!

Friday, July 3, 2009

#168 - The Vulture (Nervosa) - Showbread

Showbread

Genre: "Raw Rock"

Note: I'm sorry for the irregular updates lately, but if I miss an update it doesn't indicate that the blog has become inactive. I'm unlikely to cease posting any time soon.



My lips are parting like sweet sorrow
I taste it
I hear the whimpering, the silence then the sigh
The little ugly voice is stifled underneath my body
I feel it kicking in my stomach while it dies

Ask me how dying feels so good

Do you ever wish you’d never been born? Ask me
Do you ever wish you’d never been born? That’s me.

The resonance becomes a fist and numbs my face my teeth my backbone
I’m learning that it gets easy to shut it out
And soon the life comes leaking out it throws in death and dies alone
Tastes like copper losing taste smeared on my mouth
So speak to me my little child
You dying baby
Stooped in ink, fromaldhyde the bubbles pop
Why can’t you grow? I want to know
Am I so far gone? Just writhing in the dirt
I’m lost and going on

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

#167: Modeify the Pronunciation - The Devil Wears Prada

The Devil Wears Prada

Genre: Metalcore



Now that it's here,
it's too late.
the whole wide world,
is fearing the wrong things.
falling down a cold staircase.
and persistently i darken my shadow to cover up regret but the train tracks still lie straight.
it'll be the end of deception.
vertical to the horizon.
it'll be the end of deception.
this is the gun to the manipulation.
bring the end [ow!]
architecture is falling [yeah] denial;
a repetitive trait.
repetition.
the walls.
betrayal;
a repetitive trait.
i thought this died so long ago,
but reoccurring shame eats at me.
she eats at me.
she walked away.
I'm here for forgiveness one more time.
I'm slurring a compilation of words.
I plea for your forgiveness,
one more time.
i plea for this [one more time]
I'm asking for your forgiveness,
God. lay her to rest

Sunday, June 28, 2009

#166: The Dirt (Nervosa) - Showbread

Showbread

Genre: "Raw Rock"



I want to open up my guts
and crawl inside to make a home
and nestle up inside the steaming softness silent and alone
I want to pull apart the things you think that matter
Cause to me nothing is everything just vacant listless clatter
And I bury myself underneath myself
I will not reach or call for help
I want to do this on my own I want to feel it in my bones
I want to know the ugliness that wraps around me
So I open wide and die inside
Forget the things the world said I could be

There’s nothing for me nothing I want to be
and I am nothing now and free
The nothing is in love with me

Don’t you think it’s funny how the dirt just piles up on me
and I’m being crushed but baby hush you know it doesn’t matter very much
to know the nastiness and roll around in piles of this and yawn into the stinking hiss then close it tightly in my fists
When I am gone I’ll leave no bones no dust no death no love no home just emptiness and all of this is nothing nothing nothing I’m alone
so wave goodbye and close your eyes and never take off your disguise the world is ugly when you take it off go on and live your lie [...] and leave me lying here the world will never shed a tear for idiots who die like us and never ever know something that’s real

There’s nothing for me nothing I want to be
and I am nothing now and free
The nothing is in love with me

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

#165: Big Wiggly Style - The Devil Wears Prada

The Devil Wears Prada

Genre: Metalcore



Condemned.
My regret is not writing more for You, Lord.
As this ocean comes to be deeper our vessel becomes less stable.

Look to the sky.
Encourage the elements of God
rather than the jars that contain them.
If only the ingredients of man were of such elements.
If only. If only. If only...

With great horror, I admit that we all live off the lust
and misfortune of others.
All live off the lust and misfortune of others.
This is vision, not contradiction.
I see greed in the face of a priest
and deterioration in the walls of cathedrals, cathedrals.

What was right, now wrong, casts a cold reflection
on glory, glory,
on glory, on glory.

Look to the sky. Look to the sky.
Look to the sky. Look to the sky.
Look to the sky.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

#164: Dez Moines - The Devil Wears Prada

The Devil Wears Prada

Genre: Metalcore



Fall to your knees (accomplishing nothing).
Fall to your knees only to exercise your schedule. Abandon calendar.

What has come with such preaching is loneliness.
Profit: zero. Achievement: zero. Forward can’t be stopped, it just goes to show that some words are useless, it just goes to show that some words are useless. Take all your medals, take all your ribbons, take all your awards, take them, take them back to the ground.

Our youth is lost; a product of the created circumstances. All I can say is "maybe"...maybe, maybe.

All I can say is maybe this is what I’ve been expecting all along, all along.

Now’s the time of weakness, now’s the time of blood. Perhaps even the whole-hearted had wished for this. Now’s the time of weakness, now’s the time of blood, and still the time of lions. Push everything. Force everything.

We’ve all sung of the end, but who, who truly understands it? All along, all along.
Forward can’t be stopped, it just goes to show that some words are useless, it just goes to show that some words are useless. Take all your medals, take all your ribbons, take all your awards, take them back to the ground.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

#163: Redshift - Believer

Believer

Genre: Technical Thrash Metal



Distance and time unite
Like acid and rain
To reveal creative stress
Of universal pain

My eyes are sewn shut
All brilliance unseen
With evidence so clear
Believe

Light decoding past
Elemental chaos reigns
Matter and force collide
Pulsing radio waves

My eyes are sewn shut
All brilliance unseen
With evidence so clear
Believe

Electromagnetic effect
Collapse and feed
Expand to contrast
Fulfill the blackest need

Data lost eternal
Savage lust for mass
Prepare for violent birth
The first becomes last

My eyes are sewn shut
All brilliance unseen
With evidence so clear
Believe

Saturday, June 6, 2009

#162: Sassafrass - The Devil Wears Prada

The Devil Wears Prada

Genre: Metalcore



This is the faith...this is the faith complex,
where all it takes is another step so we can then step again.

It’s not all about the numbers.
It is not all about the numbers.

This is the faith. This is the faith complex.
Try not to write another disappointing letter to integrity.
Only go faster when you’ve stopped and thought,
only go slower when you’ve learned of wisdom.

Everything is a question of goodwill,
but we’re too busy delivering answers with arrogance.
Isn’t it funny how one’s compassion diminishes
when his or her own perils rise?

Perils rise. Perils rise.
It’s not all about the numbers.
It is not all about the numbers.

What should we ask for?
Who should we look to if all we know is burning bridges?
Don’t speak to me like I’m a stranger.
Turn your thoughts to the roots,
as we’ve all been caught up in the branches.
With roots above and branches below.

Don’t run if you don’t know your walk.
This is the faith complex.
Don’t run if you don’t know your walk.
This is the faith complex.
This is a memoir to friends persisting.
This is the faith complex.

Friday, June 5, 2009

#161: Take Everything - With Blood Comes Cleansing

With Blood Comes Cleansing

Genre: Deathcore



I see His angels rise before me,
and His glory shown about,
I stand firm in my faith when all else is gone,
'cause in my weakness I will be made strong.
Set yourselves apart; in my name be lifted up.

Don't be faithless.
This is your destiny.
Defeat your weakness in your victory.

I will give my all when there's nothing left.

God you're all I have.
Take my everything.
I owe it all to you.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

#160: Blame it on the Holy Rollers - Sleeping Giant

Sleeping Giant

Genre: Deathcore



Don’t you Judge Me.
Don’t you dare.
One day I’ll sit before a just God.
Will you be there?
Or will your false, your short sighted views [they] hold you back from real truth.
All your views leave you hostage, from love, from the real truth.
Held Hostage!
Don’t point your finger like I’m the fake, You let me in this room that was your first mistake.
You’ve got nothing.
It’s okay I was there once so don’t point the finger like I’m the fake you let us in and that was your last mistake.
Follow Me.
It might be your last "mistake".

Thursday, May 28, 2009

#159: Horror - With Blood Comes Cleansing

Horror
With Blood Comes Cleansing

Genre: Deathcore



It's written in the pages.
You have been warned for years.
Armageddon's coming, the sum of all your fears.

You chose whom you would serve.
You chose your side, now you get what you deserve.
You chose your side, now pay the price.
The battle lines have been drawn,
knee deep in blood we'll sing our victory song.

War like this world has never seen;
the time for mercy has passed.
Evil shall triumph no more.
This world wins no more.

It's written in the pages.
You have been warned for years.
Armageddon's coming, the sum of all your fears.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

#158: Louder Than Thunder - The Devil Wears Prada

The Devil Wears Prada

Genre: Metalcore



What would it take for things to be quiet,
quiet like the snow?
And I know this isn’t much,
but I know I could...I could be better.

I don’t think I deserve it.
Selflessness, find your way into my heart.
All stars could be brighter, all hearts could be warmer.

What would it take for things to be quiet,
quiet like the snow?
Are we meant to be empty handed?
I know I could...I could be better.

I don’t think I deserve it.
Selflessness, find your way into my heart.
All stars could be brighter, all hearts could be warmer.

What would it take, find your way into my heart.
What would it take for things to be quiet? (find your way...)
What would it take for things to be quiet?

Sunday, May 17, 2009

#157: Body Parts - Once Dead

Once Dead

Genre: Thrash Metal

Note: the link provided is to a free download on Last.fm. That's right, they're giving this song away for free. Go take a listen. Alternatively, here's the standard Last.fm streaming link.



Son of virtue
Recede -fleeting youth-
Free will, gluttony
Egotist -Disperse God-
Why turn our back on the One who's done so much for us?

Done for us
Body parts

Lasting, eternal
Creator -of all things-
Tested, unchanged
Tender -benevolence-
There is no contradiction in His glorious perfection.

Perfection
Body parts

Rancid
Torment as knowledge erodes away
Fueling
Rot

Disperse, the dust
Nothing -to become-
Walking members
Aged -fester, rot-
We have become nothing more than breathing body parts

Body parts
Body parts

Sunday, May 10, 2009

#156: Naked Lunch - Showbread

Showbread

Genre: Hardcore



I want to throw up, but for now I hold back
I can’t express just how I’m feeling, it's true
You want to grow up, but there’s a problem with that
There’s no where to go for someone who’s as stunted as you
It's true that I’m disgusted with myself as well
My tongue can not be tamed
It’s on a fire straight from hell
I eat the dirt you kick up, and flaw the chord that resonates
A gentle word I can not find a way to enunciate

You make me, you make me
Oh so sick, oh so sick
You make me, yeah you know you make me
Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day

Still your voice, pump your stomach
Set the garbage free
Oh I know you don’t get drunk
You just drink socially
Your reasons are all invalids, they can’t stand up
And when you talk I hear the brain cells die
So keep your mouth shut
I didn’t wake up to find myself as a bug
I’ve been one for much longer than I care to recall
I’m not a junkie lost in interzone or under the rug
I just eat the bug powder then I climb up the wall

You make me, you make me
Oh so sick, oh so sick
You make me, yeah you know you make me
Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day

You make me, you make me
Oh so sick, oh so sick
You make me, yeah you know you make me
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick,

You make me, you make me
Oh so sick, oh so sick
You make me, yeah you know you make me
Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day
Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day

Saturday, May 9, 2009

#155: The Journey (Anorexia) - Showbread

Showbread

Genre: "Raw Rock"



The world is big and empty
With tentacles and a mouth
The world is in my body
I'll tear the world out
The mouth yawns open
The mouth never sleeps
The mouth never closes
So I pull out its teeth

I am lost inside the mouth
I am lost

The world is big and barren
Mostly dying, mostly withered away
Yet with enough machines, it operates
Beeps and buzzes, archs its treads
Spreads its legs for me, tilts back its head
The thing twists its coils, grinds at the guts
Tightens up around me, forces my heart shut

I am crushed between the teeth
Crushed between the teeth

I will be remembered
You will be forgotten
I will be revered
You will be misplaced
I will crush the world's head
You will drink its urine
I will be honored
You will be disgraced

Thursday, May 7, 2009

#154: Assistant To The Regional Manager - The Devil Wears Prada

Assistant To The Regional Manager
The Devil Wears Prada

Genre: Metalcore



These writings are to those who have weeped.
These writings are to those who haven’t looked deeply
enough into the correct resolution.

Wrong again but stronger now, we can face this.
Fight life with life. Fight life with life.

All glory to the One in existence.
Bring upon Your name, Your grace, Your everything.
All glory to the One in existence.
Bring upon Your name, Your grace, Your everything.

Hold hands and stare into the circle.
What are we looking at?

Rumors and rumors and rumors.
Rumors and rumors and rumors.
Assembly: disintegration.
Rumors and rumors and rumors.
Perish...

Tombstones serve as mirrors and the graves are infinite.
Take a look through the lens and through your eyes.
End the partitioning.

Wrong again but stronger now, we can face this.

Fight life with life.
Fight life with life...
Fight life with life, life...
Enemies, we’ll go for your throat.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

#153: Nightfrost - Immortal Souls

Immortal Souls

Genre: Wintermetal



I wake up in the night not to sound or to light more to dream that's too real.
My thoughts circle inside my distorted mind is this real or still a dream?
As I stare the silent winter night, whispers still echo in my mind.
Cry of frost, Nightfrost, shadow play for me.
Call of frost, Nightfrost, the allegory of dream.

At the dark brooding sky I see glow in the night through the heavy snowfall.
Distant weak gleam of light open my tired eyes to welcoming of dawn.
As I stare beauty of winter light, whispers are silenced in my mind.
Cry of frost, Nightfrost, shadow play for me.
Call of frost, Nightfrost, the allegory of dream.
Call of frost, Nightfrost, shadows cry for me.

Call of frost, Nightfrost, My journey begins.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Thursday, April 23, 2009

#151: A Plea For The King - Slechtvalk

Slechtvalk

Genre: Symphonic Black Metal



My king, hear my plea as I kneel before thee.
In the last hour of my watch I have fallen asleep.
When Darkness came I did not protect them.
When they were struck with panic I did not admonish them.
And when death came I was too late to save them.
Do not hold me accountable for their deaths.
Do not forsake me in my darkest hour.
For darkness comes for me, rebellion strides with me.
And I feel death following me.

'Open your eyes and then you will see,
that their deaths were merely an illusion.
You must know of what I speak,
(Death is merely an illusion)
and the wrongs you have done already have been forgiven
although it saddens me to see you like this.'
(I already have been forgiven)

Although my King has shown me mercy how come I can't forgive myself?
For the crime I have committed I should have been punished by death.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

#150: Stay Right Here - The Ascendicate

The Ascendicate

Genre: Metal

Note: another attempt at transcribing another one of The Ascendicate's songs. I'm not completely convinced I'm right, primarily with the second verse. Help would be appreciated.



From here, from outside, you're surrounded by light
I feel inside my heart beating faster and I cannot fight
And I will stay right here wait for the light
I will wait for you all night
My heart is pounding way too hard to fight
I will wait for you all night

Pretend from your eyes they remind me the lie
I kill my own lies just one faithful disaster as that's the price
And I will stay right here wait for the light
I will wait for you all night
My heart is pounding way too hard to fight
I will wait for you all night

Wait right here
Wait right here for, wait right here
I wait; you're the only one for me
Stay right here 'till you say
Where I'm gonna be
Stay right here 'till you say
I will stay right here wait for the light
I will wait for you all night
My heart is pounding way too hard to fight
I will wait for you all night

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Twitter

For those un-aware who may be subscribed to the RSS feed, The Periodical Song now has a Twitter. For the most part, this is likely to be a mirror of the main blog, so I'll be tweeting the artist and song names of the twice-weekly song posts; however, I will also tweet about any new albums I learn of, new artists I discover, and potentially new tours. Feel free to follow The Periodical Song at http://twitter.com/periodicalsong

Saturday, April 11, 2009

#149: Welcome to Forever - Impending Doom

Impending Doom

Genre: Death Metal

Note: Impending Doom's new album The Serpent Servant, is excellent. And sorry for the missed update, I have been sick as of late, and was in bed all Thursday.



Welcome to forever, on this wrinkled piece of paper.
Welcome to forever.
I write a letter to you, to this generation and the generations to come.
Vanity of vanities, everything under the sun, everything under the sun, everything will be forgotten.
All that you remember, wrapped around this world.
Grasping for the wind, where both the wise and the fools both achieve emptiness in the end.
Emptiness in the end.
Where does the time go?
Who are we when we are all alone?
When we're all alone.
Welcome to forever, everything will be forgotten all that you remember wrapped up in this world, welcome to forever, everything will be forgotten, all that you remember.
Wrapped up in this world, grasping for the wind where both the wise and the fools both achieve emptiness in the end.
Welcome to forever, on this wrinkled piece of paper.
Welcome to forever.
I write a letter to you, look back and retrace your steps.
Don't look at the clouds and ignore the one who's coming through them.

Monday, April 6, 2009

#148 - The Author - The Overseer

The Author

Genre: Metal



Feed me to the lions, lead me to the wolves
Throw me to the fires, God let your will be done
Feed me to the lions, lead me to the wolves
Let your will be done
Let your fire reign ON ME!

Whatever it takes to please you
Oh author of my faith
Take this life and make it worthy of a song
Lord make me one with thee
How long have I wasted my life
pleasuring my own wants and needs

You've given me a second chance
Great is your faithfulness
My imperfections don't mean a thing,
they don't mean a thing

Faith without works is dead

Saturday, April 4, 2009

#147: Separation - The Overseer

Separation

Genre: Metal

Note: Chances are, you haven't heard of this band. They're pretty new, and I believe the only thing they've released is one demo containing this song and The Author. That can be found on iTunes. They show a lot of promise, and I'm looking forward to seeing (and hearing) more of them.



We are the age of now
We stand tall watching the sky turn to ruin
We're moving faster than ever
But never quite fast enough
Oh faithless and twisted generation
Tomorrow is promised to no man

GO!
Cut us in half
Rip us apart
Seperate the sin from the truth
Tear out our hearts

Cut us in half
Rip us apart
Seperate the sin from the truth
Tear out our hearts

Can we ever really see all we want to see
Can we hear all we want, all we want to hear
We are weak and faithless, but
Seasons change and this one's fading away

Time is the thief
It is the thief of life
It's an unwinnable fight
It brings the work of death to life
So just keep your eyes to the sky
The time is near to live or die,
to live or die

Faces of the wicked will not escape darkness
Faces of the wicked

Thursday, April 2, 2009

#146: Opposite of Left and Wrong - Norma Jean

Norma Jean

Genre: Mathcore



Dedication is nothing but a word.
What have we become?
We become the things we do.
When does it end?
Argument is the enemy.
You've said one hundred opposites of left and wrong
So tell me what's right, not what's wrong.
I don't care anymore.
I'm drained from the struggle.
Argument is the enemy.
I don't care anymore: I'm giving this up
You can fight your way through this graveyard
There is no rehab for your power addiction and...
I've had all the freedom that I can stand
Tell me what's right

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

#145: Hey There Chthulhu - Eben Brooks

Hey There Chthulhu
Eben Brooks

Genre: Acoustic/Parody

Note: I figured I'd post a silly song for April 1st. This one was the first to come to mind. And, besides, who can get tired of Hey There Delilah parodies?




Hey there Chthulhu down there in your sunken city
You're a billion light-years distant and the stars look very pretty
From R'lyeh
So close and yet so far away. Ia Iay.

Chthulhu fuh-TAH-gun, or is that Chthulhu fuh-TINE?
I can never quite remember 'cause I'm not in my right minds
Since I met you
No one corrupts the way you do. You know it's true

(Chorus)
Oh, it's what you'll do to me
Oh, and all humanity
Oh, you'll rise up from the sea
Oh, kill everyone slowly
Except the one's like me

Hey there Chthulhu, I've been studying your gospel
The Necronomicon, it gives me nightmares something awful
Where I see
The death of all reality. It fills me with glee

So when the stars are right, you'll come and do your worst
But that's okay because I know you'll eat the cultists like me first
When you get here
I know that day is drawing near. I have no fear

(Chorus)

A billion light-years seems so far
Below the sea, beyond the stars
Of these humans' putrid souls you'll drink your fill
The fools will all make fun of me
But I'll just laugh maniacally
'Cause no one's ever suffered like they will
Chthulhu, I can promise you
That by the time this cult gets through
The world will never ever be the same!
Praise your dark name!

Phn'glui mglw'nafh Chthulhu R'lyeh wagn'nagl fhtagn
Boy, that's really quite a mouthful, can't quite cram it in my noggin
Not today
I try to say it anyway
I feel my soul begin to fray
Still I await that frabjous day
Chthulhu calay!

(Chorus)
Oh, kill everyone but me
Everyone but me