Himsa : Death Is Infinite

Metalcore / USA
(2001 - Revelation Records)
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1. BORN TO CONQUER

Conceal or reveal, curiosity kills again
Conversation stained and twisted
I'm left suspended
Held so high, hands bound so tight
Impale me and bleed me bare
(Throw my image in
I'm the suspect and the target
So let this duel begin)
Crucifixion, annihilation
Motives of idle hands
To cut me down to size
I stand defined, arisen and reborn
Shallowless in every form
I stand accused and victimized
But mark my words
Vengeance will be mine
A martyr dethroned, left to suffer
In a hell I can call my own
Wide eyed assumption
Makes prediction an everlasting scar
Feel the fear I feel
You scarred me for life
Crucifixion annihilation
And those idle hands
I cut down to size
Bitter sweet revenge


2. ANOTHER VERSION OF TWIST

It's the end
Of our beginning
I've forgotten
Who you really are
I've forgotten
Who I really am
I haven't got time
For what you feel
No I haven't got time
For what you feel
And you do it again
How do I find her
When there's nothing left
And you do it again
I've spent a lifetime of covering up


3. HELLBENT AND HAMMERED

Callousness is like shattered glass
And like shattered dreams on the floor
Depression sets in to devour all hope
And makes you scream for more
Where did you go wrong
Last chance to get it right
Leave behind a severed soul in the mists
Of where we part
Leave remains of torrid love
And the stench of broken hearts
And it's calling, it's haunting you it's killing you, it's killing me
Heart is crushed with a touch of lust
The death of love will reign like blood
Kill the beast and bury your seed
A breath of death is all you need
I can't feel her anymore
You know I'd love to hate you
And this is my fight for life
I refuse to submit


4. EXHALE

Focus on dead color
New found glory made blasphemy
Force fed till we're blue in the face
Father in vain
Keep watchful eye on we the "young and useless"
For our blood boils with rage
(Expressed in violent cries of mutiny)
Overkill all is lost angel, angel down we will go
Stepping stones and split wrists
A revolving door of opportunity
Vital for our survival
Hold your breath
Anchored to all that is sacred and holy
And it makes me fucking sick
To see how well behaved
You all can be
Kill the worth, kill all feeling
A facade to conquer and sell your fear
Kill the heart
An unconcious death is the fate and fall
Of all living mortals
Because we are doomed
The faith won't set you free


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