1. THE MOLD TESTAMENT

White hot outside, ice within
Force a malicious smile
Rope in hand, determined win
With the face of a friend

The grin fell away, hate becomes clear
The stench of rot, new king of odor
Draining the meal

Irises ringed with blood
Broken teeth, a person you trust

Soaked with death, putrid wet
Cracks in the picture glow
Abhorrent path, ignore the facts
With the face of a friend

The grin fell away, hate becomes clear
The stench of rot, new king of odor
Draining the meal

Punishment, tinged with love
No reprieve, this person you trust

Quicksand embrace


2. RECYCLED HATE

I will make you loathe me
Despise my reality
You will never break me
From following my destiny
Tortured by the anger
Festering inside me
Unleash the pent up fury
Complete the vicious circle

It came to me in evil dreams
The reoccurring screams
Of my haunted past

What I have endured I give to you
Planting the seed of recycled hate
From my own blood
Passed down for years
The time has come
For recycled hate

You cannot escape me
And my pure insanity
Subjected to the cruelty
That has lived for centuries
Fueled by the hatred
That has been foreseen
Contagious form of suffering
Repeat the vicious circle

Generations of degenerates
Infected minds infiltrate me

Recycled hate
Recycled hate

Tortured by the anger
Festering inside me
Unleash the pent-up fury
Complete the vicious circle
Complete the vicious circle
The time has come
To recycle hate


3. CAUSTIC VOMIT REVERIES

In a moment we flashed you awake
The feeling bites down hard as you process your fate
Drunk with the fear of being seen
Hot vomit apologies

Gather all the liars
A matter of circumstance
Round up all the liars
No exceptions will be made
We need them all

In that moment we undid your game
The black clamps down hard
The next stage is in place
Familiar dialog now obsolete
Caustic vomit reveries

Gather all the liars
A matter of circumstance
Round up all the liars
No exceptions will be made
We need them all

Herd the dead weight

In a moment we flashed you awake
The feeling bites down hard as you process your fate
Familiar dialog now obsolete
Caustic vomit reveries

Gather all the liars
A matter of circumstance
Round up all the liars
No exceptions will be made
We need them all
Burn the fucking liars
A matter of circumstance
Round up all the liars
No exceptions will be made
We need them all

Herd the dead weight


4. I'M NOW THE MONSTER

In the wasteland, under the ground
Fresh buried today
Formerly alive, now I’m rotting
The earth is where I stay
Something happens in my coffin
It’s no longer still
Body starts twitching, reanimating
Opening my eyes

Post mortem
Violence

Now awakened, I’m alone
Trapped inside this box
Still, I’m breathing shallow breaths now
Gasping borrowed air

Post mortem
Violence

How can this happen?
I’m now the monster
How can this happen?
I’m now the monster
I’m now the monster

Claustrophobia taking over
Broken off my nails
Body starts twitching, reanimating
Opening my eyes

Post mortem
Violence

How can this happen?
I’m now the monster
I’m now the monster
I’m now the monster


5. KING CON

What all I know to be true
Doesn’t line up with reality
Inconsistency
Causes me to feel constraint

Ambassador to modify
Trivialize the rational
Adding to support stories
Denial, the fail-safe fix

Cognitive dissonance
Cognitive discipline

When met with a contradiction
It needs to match my reality
Minimize the threat
This way I feel like I’m whole

Ambassador to modify
Trivialize the rational
Adding to support Stories
Denial, the fail-safe fix

Cognitive dissonance
Cognitive discipline

Why deny yourself?
Change the past
I can make this work
This is Hell, living nightmare

Confronted with science so pure
I regress to a hostile state
All this has made me become
Untouchable

Ambassador to modify
Trivialize the rational
Adding to support stories
Denial, the fail-safe fix

Cognitive dissonance
Cognitive discipline


6. HELLUCID

I can’t trust my vision
It betrays the mind
I focus on the edges
It now appears behind

Four walls that make you scream
Lucid pain from the dream

Now with corrupted vision
And a polluted head
Strong mind, self-inflicted
Project a living hell
Moments of reflection
More than you care to take
Imprint on you psyche
Project a living hell

The sense of dogma
Out-weighs the light
Faces in the shadows
Nothing’s there. It’s a belief

Four walls that make you scream
Desire to turn over the Earth

Internal contradiction
With nothing more to say
Strike first with precision
Grapple for dominance
Cause chaos in the safe room
Illusion of control
Fall flat in the long run
A twisted solo dance

Four walls that make you scream
Lucid pain from the dream
The feeling is eternal
Four walls that make you scream
Restless in its vigil

Now with corrupted vision
And a polluted head
Strong mind, self-inflicted
Project a living hell
Internal contradiction
With nothing more to say
Strike first with precision
Grapple for dominance


7. WOUND COLLECTOR

I heed the urge to feed on the pain of others
Take your grief and drain it from you to me

I hear it. Your wounds they call to me
I feel it. It’s primitive divine

Looking for blood
I’ll drink your crimson tears
I will ease your mind
As I feed on your fears
Nightmares
As they rip out of you
Let them out
I’ll drink your crimson tears

I heed the urge to feed on the pain of others
Take your grief and drain it out

I smell it. Your shame, it fills the air
I breath in, consuming and divine

Looking for blood
I’ll drink your crimson tears
I’ll erase your mind
As I feed on your fear
Nightmare
As I rip into you
Crying out
I’ll eat your crimson screams

Deep inside, in your head, controlling you
Take your blood, take your pain, all of you

Negative energy transforms
Positive attitude, something new

Your mind’s reborn
Collected
Your flesh: reborn
Your mind’s reborn
Collected
Your flesh: reborn

I know it. Your see-through flesh remains
I see it. Transforming and divine

Hunting for blood
I’ll drink your crimson tears
I will ease your mind
As I feed on your fears
Nightmares
As they rip out of you
Let them out
I’ll drink your crimson tears

Your mind’s reborn
Collected
Your flesh: reborn
Your mind’s reborn
Collected
Your flesh is reborn


8. FENCEWALKER

Choose a side
Stop riding the line
Blank inside

You scan the room before the light is on
Looking for scraps before they even hit the floor
Play it cool so you can stay
Now the reflection in the mirror is fake
Avoid commitments because they always sour
The truth a hoax. The time has passed
Fencewalker

Choose a side
Stop riding the line
Blank inside
Afraid to be the losing team
Choose a side
Stop riding the line
Blank inside

Truly impressive the rate that you change
Always reinventing as a means to stay safe
Play it cool, don’t let it out
Fencewalker
Repress the feeling to ever be free
You scan the room again to see if you’ve been spotted
The truth’s a hoax. The time has passed.
Fencewalker

Choose a side
Blank inside
Choose a side
Blank inside

Fencewalker


9. WHERE PAIN IS INFINITY

(No lyrics available)


10. WHIPLASH (METALLICA COVER)

Late at night all systems go, you’ve come to see the show
We do our best, you’re the rest, you make it real, you know?
There’s a feeling deep inside that drives you fucking mad
A feeling of a hammerhead, you need it oh so bad

Adrenaline starts to flow
You’re thrashing all around
Acting like a maniac
Whiplash!

Bang your head against the stage like you never did before
Make it ring, make it bleed, make it really sore
In a frenzied madness with your leather and your spikes
Heads are bobbing all around, it’s hot as Hell tonight

Adrenaline starts to flow
You’re thrashing all around
Acting like a maniac
Whiplash!

Here on the stage the Marshal noise is piercing through your ears
It kicks your ass, kick your face, exploding feeling nears
Now is the time to let it rip, to let it fucking loose
We’re gathered here to maim and kill ‘cause this is what we choose

Adrenaline starts to flow
You’re thrashing all around
Acting like a maniac

Here we go!

Whiplash!

The show is through, the metal is gone, it’s time to hit the road
Another town, another gig, again we will explode
Hotel rooms and motorways, life out here is raw
We’ll never stop, we’ll never quit ‘cause we’re Metallica

Adrenaline starts to flow
You’re thrashing all around
Acting like a maniac

Woah! Woah!