THOSE WHO LIE BENEATH LYRICS

1. Awaken

The Earth begs for Your cleansing.
To be invoked. To be crushed under His might.
A failed world lost within fear, stewing in its own man-made filth.

ONE PLEA REMAINS FOR THE SALVATION OF BEAUTY.

ONE PLEA REMAINS FOR THE SALVATION OF BEAUTY.

AWAKEN.

A Juggernaut of inexplicable power,
Behemoth of inescapable death.
The Earth begs for Your cleansing.
To be invoked. To be crushed under His might.

EXTERMINATE.

Cosmic strength unleashed upon a feeble race.
I ask You to remove a disease left cowering in its own human piss and shit.
Void of redemption, there is no salvation for humanity.
Through apocalyptic resolution, mankind will be...

ERADICATED.
MANKIND WILL BE FORGOTTEN.
PURGED, WE WILL BE REMOVED.
JUDGED, WE WILL BE PUNISHED.

The Earth begs for Your cleansing.
To be invoked. To be crushed under His might.

A Force of immeasurable ferocity.
A Hatred of incomprehensible proportions.
The Earth begs for Your cleansing.
To be invoked. To be crushed under His might.

A world with no hope to be crushed under His might.
VOID OF COMPASSION, WE WILL PAY FOR OUR CRUELTY.

PURGED, WE WILL BE REMOVED.

JUDGED, WE WILL BE PUNISHED.

EXTERMINATE.

AWAKEN!

2. 8 To 5

I hate this place.
Every day it's the same thing, always the same nothing.
I drown my pain with substance.
See the same bullshit. Deprived of everything.
Always the same nothing. I've come to my last stand.
Motivations low due to nothingness.
Must break out of this everyday routine.
Fuck this place, plans went off course.
Some of them i know i will never get back.
A day late and a dollar short.
Suicide has crossed my mind. Doubtful I'd go through with it
A shooting spree with a blindfold on.
In a small dark room is much more likely to come.
To see their faces when it all comes.
Oh, it is going to be bittersweet.
Twenty is too young to be this hateful.
Hatred and anger must not have a shelf life.
Fuck this place, nothing's going to change.
I must break away from all this hate.
Something must change. Place the blindfold to my face.
Last thing i do is strap in the clip.
Roll in with a smile on my face.
And a new found thirst for blood.
There will be no mercy on this day.
Roll in with a smile on my face.
And a new found thirst for blood.
There will be no mercy on this day.
Brutality is a way of life. Let it all overwhelm you.
Embark on a violent killing spree of unexplainable proportions.
Enjoy it while you can, you know that it won't last.
Make them feel all your hate with each person that you blast.
A shooting spree in a small dark room is much more likely to come.
Embark on a violent killing spree of unexplainable proportions.
Enjoy it while you can, you know that it won't last.
Make them feel all your hate with each person that you blast.
FUCK!
It all happened so quick, all laying there dead.
Last thing i do is put one through my head.

3. Through His Eyes

Raping with no thought in his mind but to feed,
Feeding his endless obsession that came at puberty.
Hate. Rape. Murder.
These are not the words that would come to mind if you saw this man in the daytime.
Ever oh so charming, attractive, and well off.
Living the life of the good book of lies.
This is not what anyone would think of at all.
He must feed at all cost. Hunt only by moonlight.
Never will these women make it out alive.
Lay on the game. Smooth, he makes it look sweet.
Up to his room where he does the deed.
Hate. Rape. Murder.
He was becoming so good at this.
Leaving like he never existed.
Throw them to the floor.
He thrusts himself in.
As their bodies lay there motionless and beaten.
He sings as he fucks them, then cuts off their limbs.
Orgasming as he cuts her face into a Chelsey grin.
For years this charmer repeated without batting an eye.
It was an art form to him. Killing to feed all of his needs.
Kill at all cost! Violate everything!
Kill at all cost! Violate everything!

4. Out Of Sight, Out Of Mind

"Goodbye to you and all your stupid bullshit"
That's what I will say when the time comes.
The time has come and passed for me to look you in the eyes and
Get this shit over with.
It's either me or you, and i can tell you this time it won't be me,
I rip myself apart every time I think of how stupid
And petty this little thing really was
You called it love, but all it was was stress,
Goddammit, why do I keep raping myself of a good life for you?
All you ever did was undermine and play with my fucking mind.
Your time is up, get the fuck out
Your time is up, go kill yourself
The facts are in, you're raping my of my freedoms
And a good life, just move on
You called it love, I just called it stress
Write me off, count me off all your lists
Tell me you're in it for more than just sex
The facts are in, that is all we had.
What we had was nothing, is nothing.
And will never be anything
You're fucking sick, get some fucking help
Next time when you're crying, don't expect me to come running back.
Your mouth is full of lies and vindictive thoughts
You're a piece of shit
Cut your fucking wrists
Finally, the time has come for me to say goodbye to you
and all your stupid bullshit
The time has come and passed for me to look you in the eyes and
Get this shit over with
My suggestion is. You kill yourself.

5. Building And Breaking Bridges

What am i still doing here? I must break out of here
I must break away from all this pain
At this point in time, I don't think it's going to help.
Past the point of redemption
Past the point of no return
Past the point of redemption
I feel all this pressure on my body,
So much pressure on my mind.
At this point, it won't help
I've realized I'm not bitter
I'm just so lost.
The dreams get more and more strange with each sleep
I must pack up and get the fuck out of here,
At this point, it won't help
I've realized I'm not bitter.
I'm just so lost.
Losing all hope. Losing my mind.
Losing my will to live.
Stepping on broken piano keys
Everywhere I go. Hoping it won't get worse.
Is this the real world? do I deserve this?
What have I done to deserve this?
Alone in this
Say what you want, say what you must,
Shelter yourself from this
Who know if it gets worse?
Much worse and you can only guess where this will go.

6. Frozen Feastings

It's so cold, so goddamn cold
Mountain pass in mid December. Is no place for any man
It will tear you up. Rip you down with the worst type of cold
It creeps in shattering your insides
With a feeling you'll never know.
It's so cold, so fucking cold.
Our minds start to slow, nothing to eat,
Nothing to drink, nowhere to go.
Snowfalls trapping us in deeper as the days move
We know we have nowhere to go.
It's so cold, so Goddamn cold
Mountain pass in mid December is no place for any man.
It will tear you up. Rip you down with the worst type of cold.
Hunger strikes with rage, Food chain kicks in.
Two of us have died, Five of us to go.
What are we to do?
I step up with fear in my words and no remorse in my voice
"We must eat our dead or we will become one of them
We must eat our dead
Eat our dead!"
Slice them up. Eat the liver first.
We feast like Gods knowing it won't last
Weeks go by, all we have is more fucking cold
Slice them up. Eat the liver first.
We feast like Gods knowing it won't last.
Weeks go by, all we have is more cold
Shattering your insides with a feeling you will never know.
It's so cold, our minds start to slow.
Nothing to eat, nothing to drink, nowhere to go.
Snowfalls trapping us in deeper as the days move.
We know we have nowhere to go.
What a way to die, with blood rage frozen face down in the snow.
It's so fucking cold

7. Lucid Nightmare

It always started the same way
Seated next to the same two large men
Everything was the same
And always as vivid as the first time it happened
As vivid as the first time it happened
Eyes closed between these two large men,
The smell of sweat in my nose.
Same baby crying
Always the same mother fucking baby crying
Through the pass
We hear the horn of an oncoming nightmare.
There was not enough time. No one stood a chance.
Everyone saw it coming, Oh God, the aftermath.
Metal ripped through their bodies
Not a woman or a child left
It was carnage, Oh God, the aftermath
A sudden creek at the door.
Out came a man wearing and conductor hat,
Dead silent and shuffling about the room,
There was this man with an evil look
That came from this man's red eyes.
Dead silent and shuffling about the room.
He finds me standing alone amongst the dead.
He tells me that violence is better
When it is riddled with blood

8. A Great Farmland Romance

Farmland in the middle of nowhere
They run their car till it's dead
The smell of shit fills the air
Farmland as far as the eyes can see
Popping the hood with no clue of what to do
She knows he doesn't have the slightest clue just from his eyes
He goes to find help, tells her to wait in the car
Miles pass, he sees the light he's looking for
Three swift knocks at the door, when she answers
He sees with surprise, an old woman with kindness in her eyes
"My car is dead down the road, can we get some help?"
"Come right in, son. We'll see what we can do.
Pa comes down, whispers in her ear
Total mood change just that fast
They get the truck
They return and say
"We insist you stay for some supper"
They dig in, unknowing what's to come
Waves of black flash over their eyes
He falls as he tries to stand up
"We've spiked your drinks, now you're fucking dead"
He wakes up tied down to a bed, screams from the next room
There's nowhere to run
Suddenly the screams stop with a thud
Suddenly the door opens with grandma
Holding his love's head in her hands
She moves it up and down his body
With a new look in her eyes
Screams come from his mouth
Pa comes in and cuts his tongue out
Love fills the air as they both cut him up
When they're done they throw him in a tub
"Take him to the barn, feed him to the pigs!"
His living body; being eaten away
Whithering sweet nothings in each others' ears
Hugging and kissing until he's good and dead
Hugging and kissing until he's good and dead

9. As The Vultures Circle

Knowing you are going to die
is a hard thing accepted at first.
Laying in a pool of your own fucking blood
as the vultures circle over your fucking head...

with a bullet in your gut.
This is a slow and painful death.
Millions of things run through your mind.
Too many "what ifs?" to count.

As I lay in a pool of a blood, I can't help but think,
will I be remembered? The answer is; probably not.
I try to make it to my feet to no prevail.

EVERYTHING IS GOING BLACK.

EVERYTHING IS GOING BLACK.

I think I have died only to wake up
as if this is some sort of sick fucking joke.
This is not a dream, still bleeding.
Still filled with all of this pain.

TRYING TO MOVE TO MY FEET, I DO NOT PREVAIL.

I watch as the vultures circle over my head.
Life blurs as I try to make things out. Yelling will do me no good,
so I lay and wait for fucking death.

I watch as the vultures circle over my head.
Yelling will do me no good, so I lay and wait for death.
As I lay in a pool of blood, I can't help but think,
will I be remembered? The answer is; probably not.
I try to make it to my feet; I do not prevail.

Life blurs as I try to make everything out.
Yelling will do me no fucking good,
so I lay and wait for death.

When I die, will I go anywhere? Or am I doomed to sit and fucking rot?

10. Still Breathing

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