#206: God Is My Home - Living Sacrifice

God Is My Home

Living Sacrifice

Genre: Metalcore

Abandoned – Left for dead / Kept outside, ostracized
Unwanted in your eyes / Cut me off, thrown aside

Is this why I was born? / Is this what I come from?
This world has been lost long ago / God is my home

Estranged, bastard I am / Never had the reasons why
God has taken me in / Healed my wounds, loved me in my sin

Is this why I was born? / Is this what I come from?
This world has been lost long ago / God is my home

God has taken the one you never wanted
My home – God is my home

#205: Tonight Is War - Wrench In The Works

Tonight Is War

Wrench In The Works

Genre: Technical Metalcore

Why do you climb the walls at night?

Because you’ve fallen from the light.

You’ve fallen from the light.

And every minute of every hour.

Plotting our attack. Our attack.

Your hate will be replaced by fear.

Fear of failure, fear of death.

Fear of shadows, fear for your last breath.

Why do you climb the walls at night?

Because you’ve fallen from the light.

You’ve fallen from the light.

And every minute of every hour.

Plotting our attack. Our attack.

And so this means war.

Tonight, tonight is war.

Tonight is war.

Streaming: The Infinite Order - Living Sacrifice

Solid State recently uploaded Living Sacrifice's currently unreleased album The Infinite Order to YouTube.

http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=4DAC19F47ABF3EE4

I think it's pretty awesome.

#204: CITDC - Vomitorial Corpulence

CITDC

Vomitorial Corpulence

Genre: Grindcore/Goregrind

Crushed Skull

Dismembered Head

Snapped Spine

Severed Torso

Shattered Ribs

Punctured Throat

Squashed Spleen

Mangled Limbs

Hacked, Mangled, Mutilated Body, Minced, Shredded, Eviscerated

Belial Decapitated With A Sledge Hammer

Satan's Carcass Ripped To Shreds

C.I.T.D.C. Demon Crusher C.I.T.D.C. Demon Crusher

Truncated, Exploded Head And Brain, Obliterated, Annihilated

Demonic Angels

Puncture Holes From A Pick Axe,

Satan's Body Hacked To Bits

C.I.T.D.C. Demon Crusher C.I.T.D.C. Demon Crusher

Dismemberment Of Lungs And Heart, Stabbed Eyeballs, Cut Off ears

Scuared Giblets

Mulched Up Skin And Bone, Ripped Out Intestines, Cremated Corpse

Crushed Skull

Dismembered Head

Snapped Spine

Severed Torso

Shattered Ribs

Punctured Throat

Squashed Spleen

Mangled Limbs

#203: Lost Connection With the Head - Showbread

Lost Connection With the Head

Showbread

Genre: Raw Rock

Oh Lord I'm sick of myself
I'd rather bury it than carry it
I'm desperate for help
And barely sentient means just being me
Follow suit the destitute my modus operandi
A face that's marked by pallor means you're wasting away
So get a tan and raise your hands and take to feeling okay
No one enjoys the party when they're stricken with anemia
And I'm a shallow sinking surface simply screaming septicemia

Peace of mind is hard to find
So I'm standing in line and feeling fine

Aye me, sad hours seem long!
And even longer when you're numb
Fading away and that's okay
Cause life has me under her thumb

I'm languorously open ended
And the endings no good
I've been told to break the mold and I would if I could
But apathy is easier than caring at all
And the undulating nothingness means having a ball
Incredibly impressive and bereft of concern
Lobotomized and optimized and then I'm ready to burn
And I'm at war within myself and self is winning the fight
Cause feeling like no one at all means feeling alright

Sense of purpose has got me feeling worthless
And I'm fading away, but that's okay

Aye me, sad hours seem long!
And even longer when you're numb
Fading away and that's okay
Cause life has me under her thumb

Oh yeah, all right
I'm in a big fat cage and feeling free
That's okay, that's all right
Cause that's all that's left of me

Oh Lord I'm sick of myself
I'd rather bury it than carry it
I'm desperate for help
And barely sentient means just being me
Follow suit the destitute my modus operandi

Aye me, sad hours seem long!
And even longer when you're numb
Fading away and that's okay
Cause life has me under her thumb

Oh yeah, all right
I'm in a big fat cage and feeling free
That's okay, that's all right
Cause that's all that's left of me

Goodbye, goodnight
That's all that's left of me

#202: Parallel The Righteousness - Discern

Parallel The Righteousness

Discern

Genre: Death Metal

#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

#200: Rules of Engagement - Living Sacrifice

Rules of Engagement

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