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I AM BROKEN, I AM FILTHY, I AM FUCKING SIN
I STUMBLE DOWN THIS BEATEN PATH. NO HOPE. NO END IN SIGHT. I FEEL THE WRATH UPON MYSELF, SCREAMING OUT BUT THERE’S NO ONE THERE.
THE CUTS WON’T STOP BLEEDING AS I LAY HERE PLEADING FOR FORGIVENESS FROM A GOD WHO DOES NOT EXIST. IS THIS THE END?
I AM BROKEN. I AM FLITHY. I AM FUCKING SIN
HELL’S GATES ARE OPEN, BECKONING YOUR WORTHLESS SOUL. ANCHORED DOWN BY YOUR MANIPULATION AT THE CROSSROADS.
THIS IS A ONE WAY STATION.TIL DEATH DO US PART. I’LL SEE YOU IN FUCKING HELL, BITCH
I AM BROKEN. I AM FILTHY. I AM FUCKING SIN
NOW DROWN IN THE WATERS OF DECEIT
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SO HERE WE STAND AT THE TOP OF THE WORLD. DID YOU KNOW I’M DONE WITH YOUR SHIT? DID YOU KNOW YOU MAKE ME FUCKING SICK? THESE GAMES ARE SUCH A JOKE. THESE GAMES MADE ME GIVE UP HOPE, ALL THE LIES THAT YOU USED TO FILL ME HEAD
ALL THOSE NIGHTS I LAID IN BED (MY DREAMS ARE KILLING ME). I GAVE YOU ALL THAT I HAD (I HAVE NOTHING LEFT). SO WHAT CAN YOU SAY FOR YOURSELF (FOR YOURSELF)? ‘CAUSE MY DREAMS HAVE TURNED INTO NIGHTMARES NOW. MY DREAMS ARE KILLING ME!
YOU WERE THE ONLY THING I EVER NEEDED. I’M SCREAMING BITCH, CAN YOU HEAR ME? HEAR ME NOW
ALL THOSE NIGHTS I LAID IN BED (MY DREAMS ARE KILLING ME). I GAVE YOU ALL THAT I HAD (I HAVE NOTHING LEFT). SO WHAT CAN YOU SAY FOR YOURSELF (FOR YOURSELF)? ‘CAUSE MY DREAMS HAVE TURNED INTO NIGHTMARES NOW. MY DREAMS ARE KILLING ME!
MOVE!
ALL THOSE NIGHTS I LAID IN BED (MY DREAMS ARE KILLING ME). I GAVE YOU ALL THAT I HAD (I HAVE NOTHING LEFT). SO WHAT CAN YOU SAY FOR YOURSELF (FOR YOURSELF)? ‘CAUSE MY DREAMS HAVE TURNED INTO NIGHTMARES NOW. MY DREAMS ARE KILLING ME!
THIS IS THE END OF YOU. MY DREAMS ARE, MY DREAMS ARE MY DREAMS ARE KILLING ME MY DREAMS ARE, MY DREAMS ARE MY DREAMS ARE KILLING ME!
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Impending Annihilation
03:46
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THE WHITE HORSE RIDES BRINGING PLAGUE. THE RED HORSE DASHES CUTTING THROATS AND SPILLING BLOOD. THE BLACK HORSE RISES AND CROPS WILL FALL. THE PALE HORSE SCREAMS OUT “DEATH TO ALL.”
THIS IS THE END OF DAYS, WE WILL SPREAD THIS CONTAGIOUS PLAGUE. THIS IS THE END OF DAYS, WE WILL SPREAD THIS FUCKING PLAGUE. IT DWELLS IN THE HEARTS OF MEN. FOUR SEALS BROKEN, THIS IS THE END
I AM GOD’S CROOKED HAND, DEALING DEATH UPON THIS LAND. FEEL OUR WRATH AS WE RIDE. FEEL OUR WRATH.
I AM, I AM DEATH.
I AM PESTILENCE.
I AM WAR AND PLAGUE. I
AM THE END OF DAYS.
HEADS WILL ROLL.
I AM GOD’S CROOKED HAND, DEALING DEATH UPON THIS LAND. FEEL OUR WRATH AS WE RIDE. FEEL OUR WRATH. I AM GOD’S CROOKED HAND, DEALING DEATH UPON THIS LAND. FEEL OUR WRATH. FEEL OUR WRATH.
THE FOUR HORSEMEN RISE. RIDE!
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On The Horizon
03:33
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AS THE CLOCK STRIKE FOUR I’M AT YOUR DOOR. THIS IS A NIGHTMARE FOR DADDY’S LITTLE WHORE. RAGE BUILDS INSIDE ME, THE ONLY WAY YOU CAN THINK TO DESCRIBE ME; HATE
WHEN WILL THIS PAIN GO AWAY? THERE’S NOTHING THAT YOU CAN SAY TO GIVE ME BACK THE LIFE THAT I LOST THAT DAY. I’VE MADE IT THROUGH THE RAIN. THERE’S A SUNSET, THERE’S A SUNSET ON THE HORIZON
KINGS OF THE INFESTATION THAT WE CALL THE HUMAN RACE, YOU BEG FOR FORGIVENESS BUT THIS IS NOT A SANCTUARY. NO ANGEL WILL SAVE YOU. THERE IS NO GOD HERE
THERE IS NO GOD HERE
WHEN WILL THIS PAIN GO AWAY? THERE’S NOTHING THAT YOU CAN SAY TO GIVE ME BACK THE LIFE THAT I LOST THAT DAY. I’VE MADE IT THROUGH THE RAIN. THERE’S A SUNSET, THERE’S A SUNSET ON THE HORIZON
LET’S BRING THE WORLD DOWN TO IT’S KNEES. A PROPHECY OF BROKEN DREAMS. NOBODY WILL HEAR YOU SCREAM. NO ONE WILL HEAR YOU. MOVE!
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Invictus Maneo
04:07
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SO IT’S OKAY FOR YOU TO DREAM BUT NOT OKAY FOR ME. THINK I’LL LAY DOWN, TAKE IT LIKE YOU ALWAYS DID? FUCK THAT, HERE’S WHERE I STAND MY GROUND. FIGHT FOR WHAT I WANT AND WHO I WANT TO BE
"OUT OF THE NIGHT THAT COVERS ME, BLACK AS THE PIT FROM POLE TO POLE, I THANK WHATEVER GODS MAY BE FOR MY UNCONQUERABLE SOUL"
"IT MATTERS NOT HOW STRAIT THE GATE,
HOW CHARGED WITH PUNISHMENTS THE SCROLL
I AM THE MASTER OF MY FATE,
I AM THE CAPTAIN OF MY SOUL"
GO AHEAD AND BEAT IT INTO ME THAT I'M NOT WORTH A DAMN. I'M NOTHING. NOW THROUGH THESE BLACKENED EYES I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT THE HEARTS OF WOLVES CAN DO.
I AM THE MASTER OF MY FATE, I AM THE CAPTAIN OF MY SOUL. I NO LONGER HAVE TO WAIT, I AM NOT YOURS TO CONTROL
"IT MATTERS NOT HOW STRAIT THE GATE,
HOW CHARGED WITH PUNISHMENTS THE SCROLL.
I AM THE MASTER OF MY FATE,
I AM THE CAPTAIN OF MY SOUL"
"IN THE FELL CLUTCH OF CIRCUMSTANCE I HAVE NOT WINCED NOR CRIED ALOUD. UNDER THE BLUDGEONINGS OF CHANCE MY
HEAD IS BLOODY, BUT UNBOWED."
"IT MATTERS NOT HOW STRAIT THE GATE,
HOW CHARGED WITH PUNISHMENTS THE SCROLL.
I AM THE MASTER OF MY FATE,
I AM THE CAPTAIN OF MY SOUL"
"AND YET THE MENACE OF THE YEARS FINDS AND SHALL FIND ME UNAFRAID."
"BEYOND THIS PLACE OF WRATH AND TEARS, LOOMS BUT THE HORROR OF THE SHADE. AND YET THE MENACE OF THE YEARS FINDS AND SHALL FIND ME UNAFRAID."
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It's Awake Salt Lake City, Utah
It's Awake is a metalcore outfit out of Salt Lake City, Utah formed in February of 2012. The brainchild of three friends; It's Awake was born from the love of metal music and all things heavy. It's Awake is a melting pot of various stylings and influences, blended together to create something different from the running SLC scene. ... more
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