TRENCHGRINDER LYRICS

1. The Hunt

High on sanguine wine I ride at the side of the horse of might
Across the landscape, both forest and hillside
Those that value their life beware the sight
Crossing your path on the deathbed of your kin
The cold of the underworld now coursing underneath your skin
Meeting eyes with the dead, you've welcomed this in
Whether in coldest night or a lover's arms
There is one reckoning upon which depend
The hunt unending lust for bloodletting

The black hand of negation is the bow
Crossing your path on the deathbed of your kin
The cold of the underworld now coursing underneath your skin
Meeting eyes with the dead, you've welcomed this in
Whether coldest night or in a lover’s arms
Upon one reckoning depend dragged from slumber
A legend of vengeance and doom awake in the marshland
Reaping elder on foot and infant in womb
In pride and folly you have stirred what should have been left
No mark of protection can slow what comes for you from the depths
With hunt unerring undying visceral lust

The black jaws have opened to swallow your soul down through darkness
Through the timeless invincible black when entropy smothers
There is no way back from out the tree-line, phantasmic hate
From the grasp of terror there is no escape
Smashed by the hammer, crushed under hoof
This death curse forever unearthed

2. Destroyer Unmaker / Waking Terror

As plague upon your fields I come and place fire on your home
As beauty turns to grey around you bereft, you stand alone
I confer upon you suffering that you inherit disease
The birthright of the doomed is dying
Finality in terminal dreams unleashed I am unmaker
Ending all that has been made unleashed I am destroyer
Construction through me collapse ashes line the timbers
Tempests choke the rivers blue with splinters black
Every growth will be uprooted left withering in the sun
Fall and realize your time is done
With mournful sigh and wettened eye
Chaff is cast as prey to despair and die

I seize at a world wreathed slow I breathe in weightless shadow
Unto me indelible horror and a cloak of eyes I have been to realms beyond all reach
Inside the mind is a place of depravity finding sleep in darkness
And in sleep to find no rest unknowable suffering circling to be released
Unspeakable these visions, the impetus behind the dreams
To walk in depravity to dream of killing a witness to perfection
Blinded by such beautiful visions forging reality within my dreams
No division between unwaking and what I see
My mind is atrocity my thoughts reign in dissonance
Acts spawn in malevolence in these dreams all ends

3. Rapture Of Time

To die is the destiny of man unified in an ultimate end
All life comes to mean one thing funeral cessation never end
Flesh blood and skin wed on the pyre look to an absent voice with arms outstretched
Silence is the answer embraced by nothing all fears are realized
There is no truth to greet before you die the questions carried through a penitent life
All result in nothing falsehood solace silence above and so below
To die is the destiny of man purified in an ultimate end
All life comes to mean one thing dying is a final offering

The only purpose to be found in this life is to fuck and die.
The peddlers and prophets approach their pulpits with a lie.
Exhausted searching in blackness leads to disappointment.
In the pitch there is no purpose or pride those who speak of commonality have not made the reduction.
Lives are equivalent, but only in death are they equal.
Tremble with fear of the blade or travel with no doubt at your side
All will embrace and know the rapture of time ever grating presence of death

4. War To Wage

With war to wage show no pity for the relics of antiquity
Restraints of the past are the shackles of our breath
We recall the lessons vomit dust and sand
We have seen perversions of a truth that was never there
With fear the falsehoods fail at dawn the fog will burn
Exposed in the light of day divine treachery cleansed away
Night is falling on a kingdom in decline as monoliths topple and icons are defaced
All traces of an arrogant venom drawn from two thousand wounds and erased

I divide I devour feel the fading of a feeble power
I divide I devour for the lamb led to slaughter there is no tomorrow
Ruin will come to the towers they have built
To an age of servitude and adherence to guilt
Lifetimes and times utterly spent all of an era that now comes to end







TRENCHGRINDER LYRICS