Whitechapel (USA) : Recorrupted

Deathcore / USA
(2011 - Metal Blade Records)
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1. SECTION 8

We are nothing

Fuck your lives, I hate everyone
Look through the eyes of a madman
The skeletons in your closet have rotted to the bone
They're your families, your loved ones
They're never coming home

This world will rot from the inside out

We all have created the evil that worships our souls
I am no exception
We all have hidden agendas we claim don't exist
You are no exception

How many times will it take to open your eyes to reality's flaws ?
How many minds will it take to rot away and shut the system down ?

Now society's future cries can be heard in present day
And your ancestors are turning in their fucking graves

We are nothing, we are worthless
Medicate your brain to eliminate all the hate you create
We are nothing, we are worthless
This will be the day we all meet our fate and forever decay


(I am already dead, I am already forgotten
Until the day comes that I am proven wrong
I will wither away with the rest of you
We have made us this way
We have become worthless.)

We are nothing you're all worthless


2. STRENGH BEYOND STRENGTH

There is nothing
No education, no family life to open my arms to
You'd say that my job is today, yet gone tomorrow
I'll be broke in a gutter

I know the opinion, a broken record
Fuck you and your college dream
Fact is we're stronger than all

You're working for perfect bodies, perfect minds and perfect neighbors
But I'm helping to legalize dope on your pristine streets and I'm making a fortune

You're muscle and gall
Naive at best
I'm bone, brain and cock
Deep down stronger than all

A sad state of affairs
A crippled America
A pipe dream buttfucked
Immune ; stronger than all

We've grown into a monster
An arrogant, explosive motherfuck
Hard as a rock, shut like a lock
The president in submission
He holds out his hand on your television
Draws back a stump
It's too late for some
Far too late

Far too late

Hail Kings
The new Kings
Stronger than all


3. BREEDING VIOLENCE (BIG CHOCOLATE REMIX)

Fuck this life

Fuck this life
Bereft of free will
Once a man now a beast, an abomination
Looking through the eyes of a mind corrupted by hypocrisy
Now every sin I harbor inside become one with me
Nameless
No family to call my own
Nameless
No family to call my own
Could there be light beyond this hell I call home
Nameless
No family to call my own
Hate, war
Slowly becoming what I can only think about

No sanity is found in me
No sanity found

Bereft of free will
Once a man now a beast, an abomination
Looking through the eyes of a mind corrupted by hypocrisy
Now every sin I harbor inside become one with me

Human flesh enters the chamber
Emotionless, my meal a delicacy in this place
The chamber doors close, my mind corrodes
This seems to be a diabolical plan for extinction

No sanity is found in me

This is pure fucking hatred
This is pure fucking hatred


4. THIS IS EXILE (BEN WEINMAN REMIX)

(Instrumental)


5. END OF FLESH (ACOUSTIC VERSION)

(Instrumental)

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