KINGMAKER LYRICS
album: "The Cradle" (2015)
1. Death Embrace You2. Serpent's Song
3. My Savior
4. My Only Devil
5. Awful Disclosures
6. Brain Burner
7. Life Abandon You
1. Death Embrace You
Halt
You're in vain
Where's the joy in this pain?
You cradle little faith
Shut your eyes they prove reason
Blindness intoxicates
What the hell you believing
Radiant
Once bright above
Loss of sight
Light never comes
But beyond the wrong and right-doing
There grows afield of trees and bone
Where branches made of stomachs
Blossom silent souls
The world is full
Unhindered, wishful thinking
Devolving planetary grain
Shrinking through abysses
The silent darkness
Now my plain
Here by the grace of God?
A carbon copy frightened land
Why didn't I go whole hog
A briefcase filled with shameful men
The earth is stripped Its gift for noise
We are haven-less
Oh Pale Death bleed me dry
Thanks for nothing my little hell
But I was never alive
Swallow the pulp greedily down the gullet, no detest
We're drinking and drugging
this awareness to death
Find what you love, devour your remains
Cradle the grave
Joy is pain
Join us in pain
Your decadence, always unfilled
Let me hear them scream
It's like nothing's enough
I'm not good enough for me
For I've blown down the bottom
Of the inexhaustible mine
To breeding aberrations
And disease of the mind.
If a God had made this world
I should not wish to be a God
The worlds wretchedness
Would rend my heart
Through violent winds that consume shit
Fear not we're forgiven?
The earth is stripped Its gift for noise
We are haven-less
Oh, Pale Death bleed me dry
Thanks for nothing my little hell
But I was never alive
2. Serpent's Song
All of this mental confusion,
fuckin' dragging me down.
Taking me places I never
would go.
Filling my senses with sorrow
and woe.
Sick in the head, never fit in,
Sick of the people and places
you've been.
People you knew, backs turned
on you.
Don't know what the fuck to do.
I guess I'm a let down, I guess
I'm a fucking waste of time.
I'll continue to judge you,
As long as you continue to
fucking waste my life.
And pollute my fondest
memories,
With your constant presence.
Empty thoughts pouring out of
your empty heads.
Now I've grown tired, my
muscles they ache.
All this digging and digging,
day after day.
I dug my grave, it's a perfect fit.
Now fucking leave me to lie in
it.
All of this mental confusion,
fuckin' dragging me down.
Taking me places I never
would go.
Filling my senses with sorrow
and woe.
Sick in the head, never fit in,
Sick of the people and places
you've been.
People you knew, backs turned
on you.
Don't know what the fuck to
do.
Fight for the enemy.
Create sin
Making people want to give in
Irresponsibility constantly
overcomes me.
Make love, fuckin' take drugs,
fuckin' hate love.
For all we know we're gonna
die young,
So let's get fucked up till the
cops come.
Sinner or saint, sinner or saint,
The meaning's the same
You can't get away from
meaningless things,
And meaningless ways to
spend your days just wasting away.
Keep singing the Serpent's
song, keep singing along.
Pulsing through my veins, the
venom I became.
Pulsing through my veins, the
venom I became
3. My Savior
There it was, oh the smell
As if rats have died in the walls
And I'd like to thank my lover
For pulling me out from the dark
Life's been swell but that's just it
Life's been swell, so welcome to the thousand
Do you think the dead truly leave us?
They don’t, I see them whirling in pain
Off the tip of an icy barrel, baby girl
Daddy's initiation, home of the grave
I'm sick of talking to the dead
I want my best friend back
Put his bullet in my chest instead
Oh may I join the choir invisible
Of those immortal dead
But taking words of wisdom
Let it be in minds made better
By their presence lived
Don't
Hang on
Why wasn't I given a chance
And the sympathy that was left in me
Oh he took with him, oh he took with him
All I want is this pain to have some fucking purpose
It's the good fight till the end
But the simplest sin, it took him in
Sleeping flame
You are yearned
Make night as bright as day
Burn baby, burn
Deaths knocking all the time
Do not stand in his grave and weep
He's not there
He's not asleep
My intuition creates loneliness
because it's dark as hell to be thinking this much
and my vices, they've been draining my health
here I lay, there you rot
I wish I could tell you what went on between
From the person I was to the demons he seeks
But he doth bestride a narrow world
And the secrets we keep remain dishonorable
Today we are gathered in a cult of forgiveness
Bring out the coffin, pour out your provisions
His lips are pale and still
My friend feels nothing, no pulse nor will
I wish your corpse was carried
Open for everything to breathe
The last of life left in you soaked up by the sun
With your wings
I wish every last breath in you was soaked up by the sun
With your wings
4. My Only Devil
Pull my strings, won't you pull my strings
To a loathsome beat won't you make me dance
Being never at a loss my only devil was the cost
I still stay pissed and lonely
I grab a nail, hold it high
So the hammer hits me hardest
My motives are incidental
Just ask my other half;
My only devil
They tried to run me off
Of flesh and blood
Let mad be mad with madness
I have only three exits;
Death or Madness
I am propagated by the sword, and ever since
I have been a subject of madness
In a moment of fruits and patients
The fear of death itself, are flung aside
But we keep on keeping on to an orgy of devils, satyrs & brides
Thoughts are powerless
Rational considerations are forgotten
Seizing weapons
Oh we're dangerous and sensible as a mad dog
Call off the thirst, they will come
And when the cumming gets good
I'm bound to fuck it up
Rapture I can not ascend
I'm not done suffering yet
Cut my strings someone cut my strings
So I can gnash my teeth
Curse the demon that spoke thus
I have lost my mind my only devil by my side,
He looked at me, said shit happens
I apologize and will reconstitute as soon as I possibly can
But your voice just shook me to my core
I'm no longer gentle now a soulless man
Rapture I can not ascend
I'm not done suffering yet
Rapture I will not ascend
Now a soulless man
Rapture envision this; I rot into shit, feed the foliage
I have no options and I can't say maybe
It's possible or very probable
No way, to hell with reality, I'll die in music
Never so sure our rapture to create
The riots in my heart with nothing to be done
Come ruin or rapture we all go with the sun
But less faith in familiars left me at the brink of hate
It's keeps me rotting on this planet till the end of my days
My savior’s gone, my devil’s all what's left
I could never lose you love or my angels would rest
But darkness is so god damn welcoming
So let the angels rest and the demons tear through me
You are my deep, deadly, domestic vice
They can have there masked death, unspoken disgust
For everything surrounds hastens to decay
My Santeria, sublime and grace
God if I could see you now I'd spit right in your face
You can shove my fate right up your ass
Because you've brought nothing but pain
I'm sick of these voices going on in the back of my head
I hope it explodes out the front of my face over and over and over again
Hush, don't cry
The world’s watching from outside
Take the grief
Bind it to your bones, don't you dare weep
Stay silent or lie
Because my only devil’s what sold me time
Can't afford to exist
Can't go on like this
5. Awful Disclosures
6. Brain Burner
Give me lust, malice and a detached existentialist
Give me rampant intellectualism to cope with all this shit
Slow down, speed up
Whatever takes death long enough to change my skin
But when I'm gone it won't be for long till I'm back in the saddle of sin
Invisible or incapable of love I can't tell which is worse
Accidents or gravity my organs, blood, bones and skin I walk were never my first
All we are is inherited so fucking toss us to the pigs
Its a head start to the gates of hell
Am I the only one, is this loneliness?
Knife, oh look folks it's a knife in my back by my own hands
Let my blood edge your pool of no fucks giving
Step back, devolve, and mutilate
Wasted and tasted as the crows cry, damn this vulture land
Everything's all eaten up, the wolves are fat, soon to be dead
Just let them lay me down
Like stones that crumble
Wood that rots, we are fragile
A hollow shell that we create
We ate the shit we hate
I'm becoming what I loathe
I ate myself alive, I hate the taste
We, us vultures serpentine
A loaded circle of defeat
We crave the buried meat
So we now must eat each other
Drug induced western advanced
The hospital, it's for the sick
So put down my brain in the burner
Wasted never tasted anything quite like this
The bitter hunger to survive is why I gave in
Carnage candy, oh your blood is so fucking sweet
It's damned, deadly and bad for your teeth
Invisible or incapable of love I'll take which I deserve
And the accident that has just occurred was sure no accident
Gravity threw my weight to a blade of darkness to my grave
Death can you just shed some light
Of Inherited thoughts, this must be shame
Knife, oh look folks there's the knife embedded in my skin
Don't take it out just bury me with all the hell that I’ve commit
Eyes sewed open to the ground, the back of my head faces the clouds
Because he knows I'm looking at him, knows I'm trouble, knows I'm coming but worst of all he knows where I've been
We, us vultures serpentine
A loaded circle of defeat
crave the buried meat
crave the buried meat
Give me lust, malice, detached existentialist
Give me a brain burner to cope with this shit
Whatever takes death long enough to change my skin
When I'm gone, won't be for long, till I'm back in the saddle of sin
7. Life Abandon You
My God fucking hates me
Does your Lord love you?
No, my fucking God hates me
Particles of panic,
Witness the divine crack of God’s ass
As he turns his back, you can swallow, swallow the fat
Now I'm haggard but it's haggard in Hell
We're all haggard in Hell, our bloods now thin as water
Full of shit and I wouldn't put much weigh on it
another disappointment, father
I'm frozen with mortal terror
Engulfed by despair, GO
I have too much unfinished business
I'm a ghost that's why hell is here
Whoever said the past is dead
Didn't fuck themselves like I did
But my father
My father said boy be good
And if you can't be good
be good at whatever the hell you’re doing
Sunshine
when you disappear let my loved ones know
I ran my cowardly ass to the devil
To get my soul back because I've lost my
home, it's where the heart is
But these thousand dollar kisses for fifty cent souls
Got me keepin’ on creepin’ into those holes
Oh keep on fucking it keeps the heart cold
All is fear
Nothing is love
Little wisdom
won’t ya come?
This is fear
This is love
Come on Death, or you afraid of what I know?
Come Death, Come Death, Come Death, Come
Just one question before you go:
“Does your Lord love you?” No
My fucking God hates me
Does your Lord love you?
My fucking God hates me
Sound is where I lay
A silent shame will never pay
These thoughts we perpetrate
A bed of notes we'll never sing
Music is a grave
Rock and roll's the devil’s pay
He spends on thoughts what we create
That freedoms dead
Sound is where we lay
Our silent pain, oh what a shame
These thoughts we perpetrate
A bed of notes we'll never sing
Music is a grave
Rock and Roll's the devils pay
He spends on thoughts of fake
That emo's dead and we are slaves
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