1. FOLLOW THE DECEIVER

It's like I'm drowning, gasping for air
Every time I take a breath, it all stinks of shit, fucking sickening
Sycophants and suck ups, frauds and fuck ups what a time to be alive

I'm fucking sick of it, the fucking hypocrites
So self obsessed you won't confess but now that's beyond doubt
I've had enough of it, you're fucking counterfeit
So self absorbed across the board and now I'm calling you out

My words are mine and mine alone to this I can attest
From in the hole you can't control what you do not possess

If sticks and stones break backbones then I guess you're spineless
You are not ready for this world
Non-believers kill your teachers, follow the Deceiver

Soulless cancer
The face you wear is not your own
Constrained by anger
Quit your shit I'll watch you die alone

Alone
The face you wear is not your own
Alone
Quit your shit I'll watch you die

If sticks and stones break backbones then I guess you're spineless
You are not ready for this world
Non-believers kill your teachers, follow the Deceiver

String them, up high
Make examples, commit
I thought that's what you fucking wanted?
Censor, me quick, am I cancelled?
Words hurt, but violence is the only answer

You are not ready for this world
Non-believers kill your teachers, follow the Deciever

My words are mine and mine alone to this I can attest
From in the hole you can't control what you do not possess

I'm fucking sick of it, the fucking hypocrites
So self obsessed you won't confess but now that's beyond doubt
I've had enough of it, you're fucking counterfeit
So self absorbed across the board and now I'm calling you out

What a time to be alive

Now I'm calling you out



2. NO HALF MEASURES

I, will pay the price of nothingness
No second chance and no half measures
I thrive in torment nonetheless
When the past consumes the present there will be no future

It's not fighting for me it's defending yourself
Now stand up and be counted or sit on the shelf
If you want to believe then get ready to learn
The die is cast, the bridges burned

Remove reality I live inside a vacuum
I never wanted to be myself, what's the fucking value?

Oh, the cost to fill the emptiness
The crushing weight of all the pressure
I thrive in torment nonetheless
When the past consumes the present there will be no fucking future

Fuck your gods and fuck your kings, fuck your bastard martyrs
We're the ones who suffer first in the dirt
We're the ones in the trenches

I, will pay the price of nothingness
No second chance and no half measures
I thrive in torment nonetheless
When the past consumes the present there will be no future

Remove reality I live inside a vacuum
I never wanted to be myself, what's the fucking value?
Fuck your gods, fuck your kings, fuck your bastard martyrs
We're the ones who suffer first in the dirt
We're the ones in the trenches

We're all worthless anyway

Join us, follow me
Subscribe to my philosophy
The things we hate, that we create
Within our mob mentality
Join us, follow me
Subscribe to my philosophy
The end's epoch, now cull the flock
Shepherds of catastrophe

Entwine and merge with me
Don't you want to be free?
Just step inside, come and see
And trust the beast in me

Oh, the cost to fill the emptiness
The crushing weight of all the pressure
I thrive in torment nonetheless
When the past consumes the present there will be no fucking future

No future
We're all worthless anyway


3. IMPENDING DOMINANCE

Born on life support, I can see my glory shining in the distance.
They finally rest, all my bravest and best, when I drag my immaculate flesh to the summit.

What more can be done? Laid waste to my every rival.
Oh so tough when you huff the stench of survival.
When will all this end? Just admit I am your idol.
Will I cease this? 30 pieces? Upon my revival?

No fucking way,
Cut out our tongues and we still won't obey.
Ask the betrayed,
If your life's in my hand I can clench it away.
All will pay.
Course you know that routine, reputation demeaned, bought yourself some esteem.
Gold and green.
A plebeian smokescreen, as you prance and you preen, nothing's stopping this oil-less machine.

Should I just fade into legend before I'm revered?
I guess that's what they want when your name invokes fear.

Lynch made coffin birth, I was spat into the dirt.
Everything I've earned, was exactly what it's worth.
My actions concur with the deafening words,
Expected to swallow the bullshit you serve.

What more can be done? Laid waste to my every rival.
Oh so tough when you huff the stench of survival.
When will all this end? Just admit I am your idol.
Will I cease this? 30 pieces? Upon my revival?

Impending.
Dominance.
Infamous.
Prominence.

As I walk on the friends and the foes I have slain, I finally ascend to my throne.
Middle digit on the hand of God, the final letter in Man's tombstone.

Cut out our tongues and we still won't obey.
This world's in my hand I can clench it away.


4. THE LIST

There's still blood to be shed
We've cast aside the meat and sinew
No longer bounded by the shackles of our minds
Of course our legacy continues
And when you speak of us you better pick a side

Dismiss? Negate? Contempt?
Acclaim that warrants envy
Respect, support and bond
Dedication unrivalled

The ones who did us best, ascend with us to infamy
The rest are left to rot, victims of their blasphemy

Crawl to the back of the line, you've made the list, now grow a spine
There is a place, there is a time, we will be one with the divine

This could end tomorrow, try and take it I'll show no mercy
And still you'd cry but with sorrow, as you drown in mediocrity

This place was made for God, now tell me what you see
Ignore these rival corpses, only truth will set you free
Admit that you were wrong, rejoice in Man's swansong
You'll never be our equal, but it's here where you belong

Deep euphoria, accept, defect
The legends are all true
Intense, both love and fear
Forgiveness is a privilege, atonement's why we let you in
Oh what a gift we've given, born again without your sin

Dismiss? Negate? Contempt?
Acclaim that warrants envy
Respect, support and bond
Dedication unrivalled

The ones who did us best, ascend with us to infamy
The rest are left to rot, victims of their blasphemy

Crawl to the back of the line, you've made the list, now grow a spine
There is a place, there is a time, we will be one with the divine

This could end tomorrow, try and take it I'll show no mercy
And still you'd cry but with sorrow, as you drown in mediocrity

This is holy ground, now walk where only gods may tread
Leap now if you're faithless, obey the words that were not said

This place was made for God, now tell me what you see
Ignore these rival corpses, only truth will set you free
This place was made for God, but Hell is all you see
Self-Impaled before false idols, and blinded by your jealousy


5. THE BURDEN OF OUR FAILURES (FT. VINCENT BENNETT)

Consumed in a shadow, the one that I've created
From the guilt and sorrow, I have unrivalled hatred
An ugly life has formed, in the stagnant abyss
And you realize time won't heal this

Looking into the void but the reflection is black
Where the past is a blade that stabs you in the back
You're the fucking maggot, two heads fought for the prey
I've spoiled those sacred grounds, deceit has come your way

I see the fires burning red
A stomach filled with empty dread
Questions answered more are raised
I've not come out of this unscathed

Defeated by the failure, a mind that never stops
Sick of wasting days staring at a broken clock
Trying to shed old skin, convinced that's what I seek
Life repeats itself and shows my grasp is weak

Looking into the void, but the reflection is black
Where the past is a blade, that stabs you in the back
You're the fucking maggot, two heads, one prey
Sacred ground is spoiled, deceit has come your way

I see the fires burning red
A stomach filled with empty dread
Questions answered more are raised
I've not come out of this unscathed

Don't dwell on your own, or let your life turn cold
It swallows you whole, the darkness claims your soul

And life is cold

This pressure can't be lifted, no room I'm left constricted
A heavy burden, the weight of the world
A wasted breath, my words unheard

A heavy burden, the weight of the world
My wasted breath, the words go unheard

The burden of our failures

A heavy burden, the weight of the world


6. DEAD SERAPHIC FORMS

Angels and demons you look the fucking same
The sinners stab you in the front, they're proud that they're to blame
You've tarred yourself with feathers? Absolved of all your shame?
Cowardice and avarice, running through your veins

We are the pack, the four adorned in sheep
Never let the wool obscure our vision, we will never sleep
Friend or foe we smell your fear, you stink, you reek
You're just another step towards the paradise we seek

False pretences, offensive, to think that we're defenceless
Apprehensive, we're ruthless, relentless and protective
We give an inch you take an inch, obey us or be lynched
Or beaten till you fucking clinch

No one else, no one new
When none are worthy, all are dead seraphic forms
Try your best, but we are few
It's time for you to pay us what we're due

You're just another step towards the paradise we seek

Unbreakable
Dragged through the glass we're invincible
Stronger than ever, unbreakable
Together we're flawless, it's no surprise that you fucking adore us

Not the first man, just a next man
We've tasted sour grapes there's no more fucking bread to break
Not the last man, just a wasteman
Painting false effigies but one less fucking mouth to feed
12 years thrown down the fucking shitter
We put our everything into another quitter

Challenge accepted, demented
Too late to come to senses no incentive
When overall we find you unimpressive
You took and took and never gave, we put you in your grave
You've gotten mighty fucking brave

No one else, no one new
When none are worthy, all are dead seraphic forms
Try your best, but we are few
It's time for you to pay us what we're due

Dragged through the glass we're invincible
Stronger than ever, unbreakable
Together we're flawless, it's no surprise that you fucking adore us

We never ate our own
Or bit the hand that fed
Leave these towers of ivory?
I'd rather I be fucking dead

No one else
No one new
When none are worthy
All are dead seraphic forms


7. ANOTHER BREATH (FT. KIRK WINDSTEIN)

Memories, shackles round my feet.
I swore I wouldn't feel it, push it down till I forget.
These crippling memories, manifest in death.
Cut my husk down to the ground, so I may draw another breath.

When, will be enough? I can't believe I felt again.
I'll never trust, another broken bird to mend.
You're just a walking contradiction, you need to be the victim.
What you did goes unforgiven, cry and convince them it's all your condition.
Just a fucked up, stuck up cunt, the pain you caused has no remission.

I have gained a new perspective,
We're all plugged in and we're defective.
Nothing more than neurotic machines, full of emptiness and sertraline.
Can't live a life that's not perfected,
Distort the truth till you're accepted.
Nothing more than neurotic machines, discontent unless we're living our dreams.

What is your nightmare?
Insignificance, your fallacy in vain.
Just as worthless as before, yet arrogance remains.

Quick, it's getting tough, you better find another vein.
The sweetest rush, anything to make you less mundane.
Afflicted are dying again and again,
But you want the glory, and none of the shame.

Just a fucked up, stuck up cunt, the pain you caused has no remission.

I have gained a new perspective,
We're all plugged in and we're defective.
Nothing more than neurotic machines, full of emptiness and sertraline.
Can't live a life that's not perfected,
Distort the truth till you're accepted.
Nothing more than neurotic machines, discontent unless we're living our dreams.

Memories, shackles round my feet.
I swore I wouldn't feel it, push it down, till I forget.
These crippling memories, manifest in death.
Cut my husk down to the ground, so I may draw another breath.

What is your nightmare?
Insignificance, your fallacy in vain.
Just as worthless as before, yet arrogance remains.

Memories,
These fucking memories.
Cut my husk down to the ground, so I may draw another breath.


8. BLACK PILL (FT. MATT HONEYCUTT)

So sincerely as your mind becomes mine
Three inch incision, purge all uniqueness
We'll give you meaning, respect and position
While we gorge upon your weakness

Welcome to our slice of heaven
Leave your life by the door
Sing with us and do not question
You are now one with the four
Convert from six to seven
No ones worthless, none are whores
Leave behind all past possession
You are now one with the four

Ritual
Come join this decadent orgy
Trade in all the pain for pleasure
Now it's time for you to write your story
Sit in an office and waste away
And the baggage piles up beyond your weight
So close to death what a tragedy
Friends and family won't cure your melancholy

I will

You can kill a prophet but you can not kill a god
Bury us in coffins but we've reached the level above

So
You never felt like you belonged?
Felt your flesh against flesh?
Memetic bliss, ecstatic joy?
Come live a life in excess

It's us and them
It's right here for all to see
Do not pretend
Your life had a purpose without me

We are in-disposable
We're fucking phenomenal

Welcome to the Rotted Eden, born from the sea of shit
You know to disagree is treason
I know, it's hard to admit
Convert from six to seven
No ones worthless, none are whores
Together our ascension
You are now one with the four

To disagree is treason
You are are now one with the four
Convert from six to seven
You are now one with the four

Her body so enticing
Pulse racing so exciting
Lip biting, there's no fighting
You are now one with the four
Her gaze is so inviting
Deep breath now don't be frightened
Start slicing, and dicing
You now belong to us

You can kill a prophet but you can not kill a god
Bury us in coffins but we've reached the level above

They will tell you not to listen promise you'll resist them?
Try to sabotage our mission?
You will not miss them
We are your new religion

You are now one with the four

They will tell you not to listen promise you'll resist them?
Try to sabotage our mission?
You will not miss them

So Sincerely as your mind becomes mine
Three inch incision, purge all uniqueness
We'll give you meaning, respect and position
While we gorge upon your weakness
Sit in an office and waste away
And the baggage piles up beyond your weight
So close to death what a tragedy
Always remember
You are now one with the four


9. FORSAKEN IN DESOLATION

The invisible enemy, I cannot stop it feeding on my energy
Shapeless stalker, sensory slaughter
Is it behind me? Is our distance getting shorter?
The resonating choir, blames me for my desire
Protection I require, bridges torched lost in the fire
Is it exactly how they say? It's best to take the easy way
Fight through the agonizing pain, or this is absolution? Pray

My heart is pounding, I know that I'm dead
Wishing that someone speaks conviction that it's all in my head
Every cell in my body belongs to the beast
Please release me undefeated are you holding the key?

Is hope just a symptom of delusion?
Does my story even have a conclusion?

I accept nothing from their betrayal
Forsaken in desolation
Denied by false portrayal, fatal emancipation
Exile a friend and devalue their word
It must be so exciting to live the absurd
Was I naive to feel close to the herd?
Kept closer as the target?
Hunted like a witch, to be burned

The unchangeable effigy
The palpitating past, perusing picks apart positive paths
Weight of the world versus the weight of the sand
Do I bury my head or do I die by my hand?

Life, a fatal disease, with no diagnosis, the perfect killer
A slave won't fight surrender, when his master is the mirror

Weight of the world versus the weight of the sand
Do I bury my head or do I die by my hand?

Life, a fatal disease, with no diagnosis, the perfect killer
A slave won't fight surrender, when his master is the mirror

My heart is pounding, I know that I'm dead
Wishing that someone speaks conviction that it's all in my head
Every cell in my body belongs to the beast
Please release me undefeated are you holding the key?


10. LEAP OF THE FAITHLESS

Burn the children
Save yourselves and kill our future
Destroy freedom
Slice our tongues and leave us neutered
Raped and beaten
Murdering our generation
Purified by immolation

Forgive me father I would say yet here I stand remorseless
No one will stand before us now
The despair, and sorrow, there will be no tomorrow
No one can stand before us now

Burn the children
Save yourselves and kill our future
Destroy freedom
Slice our tongues and leave us neutered
Raped and beaten
Murdering our generation
Purified by immolation

Forgive me mother I would say yet here I stand remorseless
No one can stand before us now
The despair, and sorrow, there will be no tomorrow
No one will stand before us now
Except for sacrifice

Obey and kill for me
We're more than they could ever be
This rotten filth we feel no guilt
And turn on our own masters
Cross my path and hope to live
We've taken more than you can give
This final time we've crossed the line
And become our own masters

Create, to destroy I'll burn down my own Eden
Checkmate, I've lost the game and with it my own freedom
Shake my hand and stab my back my trusted confidant
Slip my wrists into the rack the demon, The Devil didn't want

Dragged down, shackled by sins
Whilst one face is screaming the other just grins
I cry out to Heaven but no-one replies
My place is in Hell, where devils reside

Obey and kill for me
We're more than they could ever be
This rotten filth we feel no guilt
And turn on our own masters
Cross my path and hope to live
We've taken more than you can give
This final time we've crossed the line
And become our own masters

Dragged down, shackled by sins
Whilst one face is screaming the other just grins
I cry out to Heaven but no-one replies
My place is in Hell, where devils reside