#167: Modeify the Pronunciation - The Devil Wears Prada

Modeify the Pronunciation

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

#166: The Dirt (Nervosa) - Showbread

The Dirt

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

#165: Big Wiggly Style - The Devil Wears Prada

Big Wiggly Style

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.

#164: Dez Moines - The Devil Wears Prada

Dez Moines

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.

#163: Redshift - Believer

Redshift

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

#162: Sassafrass - The Devil Wears Prada

Sassafrass

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.

#161: Take Everything - With Blood Comes Cleansing

Take Everything

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.