Wednesday, December 28, 2011

#293: Young Heretic - As Hell Retreats

Young Heretic
As Hell Retreats

Genre: Metalcore

I can only hope
That everything you tell me is righteous
Because I cannot see it all.
I can only inherit it for my own safety.
With no revelation of what this all means
I’ll keep believing there is something
And only hope that I am living life with a meaning.

But who are you? Who are you, god?
What am I looking for?
Am I afraid to search so I can keep my image clean?
Or should I cross this line, because I feel so alone?
I’m only feeling alone.
Am I the only one who feels like I’m living a perceived lie?

With no revelation of what this all means
I’ll keep believing there is something
And I can hope I’m living life with a meaning
Or am I living life for nothing?

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

#292: Cry of the Oppressed - In the Midst of Lions

Cry of the Oppressed
In the Midst of Lions

Genre: Deathcore


This is a cry of the oppressed! This is a cry of the oppressed!

I fix my eyes above and I scream for relief.
This suffering is just too much.
My God, hear my cry.

My throat is raw from screaming
and the pain is setting in.
What's become of my life?
This isn't how I imagined it.

He is faithful. He has heard my cry.
This darkness will not be allowed to be the end.
Deliver me from the hands of my oppressors.

Show me the light. Show me the light.
I fix my eyes above and I scream for relief.
This suffering is just too much.
I will trust in a God who first trusted in me
to save me from the hands that placed me here.

Free me from my oppressors.
Lead me from the chains that bind me here.
Free me from my oppressors.
Lead me from the chains that bind me here.

I will trust in a God who first trusted in me
to lead me from the hands that placed me here.

I am free. I am free. I am free! I am free!

I'm no longer a stranger in a foreign land.
The promises made have been answered.
I will walk with my head held high,
Proclaiming the name of the one who saved me.

This is a cry of the oppressed!

Thursday, November 17, 2011

#291: Scrolls of the Megilloth - Mortification

Scrolls of the Megilloth
Mortification

Genre: Grindcore/Death Metal


Guidance of our intimacy
Holy love is what I see
Direction from the book of life
Song of songs in the Megilloth

Existence of admiration
Man's part of God's creation
Scrolls of the Megilloth
Scrolls of the Megilloth

David's genealogy
A female friend is she
Ruth is a book of love
To overcome difficulties
Boaz, symbolic of Christ
Redeeming His holy Church

Esther, victory of morals
Over conniving racist king
Sovereignty and great courage
Protection of God's people

Taken to captivity
A sense of tragedy
Jeremiah's Lamentation
Grieving for his nation
Destruction is a logical result
Of defying God

A book of philosophy
Frustration absurdity
Everything has a season
Purposed under Heaven
Ecclesiastes, Solomon's searching
Just like your life

Sunday, November 6, 2011

#290: Rites of Death - Antestor

Rites of Death
Antestor

Genre: Dark Metal


Rites of death, rites of undeath
We're falling, we're falling down

I told you we're in too deep
Transfer life into what's dead
The act of human playing God

Redoing the acts of medieval
Witchcraft and the worship of dead

We're falling, we're falling down
From our throne, so supposedly high
When we confront the power great
The might of our own creator

Transfer life into what's dead
The act of human playing God

The rites of undeath
Is the testament of our own death

Sunday, October 30, 2011

#289: Orison - Hope for the Dying

Orison
Hope for the Dying

Genre: Melodic Death Metal

My prayer, my prayer
That faith will be my voice of reason
Through trials and storms
My hope will always lie in you
If I should fail
Your mercy will be never failing
My hope in the unseen to stay forever strong

That through flame and fire
My mouth never denies
That my hearts desires
My mouth never denies

You pardon all of the transgression that I’ll ever see
Your mercy reaches past my burdens and my apathy
If ever I should thirst with water you reach out to me
If ever I should fear unfailing love will surround me

Rectify my life,
I want to burn for you
Take this flesh and bone
and make it what you will

That I may seek you in the darkest of the blackest nights
That I may know that those who truly seek will always find
That I may knock and know the door will always open wide
That I reflect upon the day the stone was rolled aside

Friday, October 21, 2011

#288: Like There's No Tomorrow - Author, Creator

Like There's No Tomorrow
(Feat. Travis & David Of Darkest Before Dawn)
Author, Creator

Genre: Deathcore


They don't believe that you can change at all.
And I myself am not convinced, but I know you know you're better than this.
I'm so fed up.
I've had it with you passing judgement on my life, while you celebrate your sins.

Look in my eyes, listen to me now:
Why is it so hard just to tell me the truth about how you feel, if you can't understand what I mean when I ask you why you treat me this way, every time you lie to me?
Why?

Would you trade your soul?
As far as anyone knows, you've already sold what's real.
And when you find yourself at the edge of the shelf, remember what you're here for.

Look in my eyes, and see what you've become. We are both victims, caught up in this constant struggle to prove each other wrong.

I hope you'll listen to me, I hope you'll understand.
We were not meant to dismantle ourselves with this petty execration.

We were called to love, unconditionally.
We were called to Love, unconditionally.

I forgive you, not because I want to, but I forgive you
because I know that there is something better waiting for us on the other side of this
conflict if we can only work through this together, lest we perish within the conclusion that we can't forgive ourselves.

Why would you trade your soul?
As far as anyone knows, you've already sold what is real.
And when you find yourself on the edge of the shelf, remember what you're here for.

You were meant for so much more.
Remember what you're here for.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

#287: from One End of the Sky to the Other - Phinehas

from One End of the Sky to the Other
Phinehas

Genre: Melodic Metalcore

part the dark sky that keeps me from Your eyes
even as the darkness descends
my cry came to Your ears
as my heroes fail me
they leave me to fend on my own
my cry came to Your ears

the earth withers beneath me
i'm always looking towards the clouds
i know we are not alone
can't help but feel You in my bones
when all is dead and gone Your love will still remain
from one end of the sky to the other you burn your banner

cords of the grave, snares of death cannot take me from You
i see the eyes of the empty
they form an eclipse above me
until i find safety in Your memory
safety in Your memory
safety in Your memory
safety in the memory of Your faithfulness

bright lights are breaking through the sky
dark clouds are pouring from Your feet
the seas and valleys all run dry
so reach through the sky and capture me
my cry came to Your ears
dark clouds are pouring from Your feet
your love saved no mercy for Yourself

so reach through the sky and capture me


the earth withers beneath me
i'm always looking towards the clouds
i know we are not alone
can't help but feel You in my bones

when all is dead and gone Your love will still remain
from one end of the sky to the other you burn your banner


the earth withers beneath me
i'm always looking towards the clouds
i know we are not alone
can't help but feel You in my bones



Saturday, October 8, 2011

#286: Matriarch - As Hell Retreats


Matriarch
As Hell Retreats

Genre: Metalcore




My matriarch, my anchor
Was the only thing to give me grasp and connection
To what love was to me and what love could ever be.

Instead you decimate my thoughts of what a loving being I could have been.
Now I will never reach that high.
She was the saint that had believed in me, Lord.
She was the only saint that I had eyes for.

You left me here, alone. What did I do?
I was starting to put my faith in you!
Could you not see that she was the only one that kept the single golden thread
From being cut from truth?

Nothing stays gold, or so I am told
Now may I be so bold to say that this life is worth nothing!

I am only so young, God.
But you don’t even flinch to take away my matriarch, my anchor.
Innocence is dead.
My matriarch, my anchor…is dead.