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Whitechapel: "This Is Exile" – 2008

энциклопедия: Whitechapel

Состав группы:

  • Phil Bozeman – вокал
  • Zach Householder – гитара
  • Ben Savage – гитара
  • Alex Wade – гитара
  • Gabe Crisp – бас
  • Kevin Lane – ударные

Whitechapel: "This Is Exile" – 2008

Композиции:

  1. Father Of Lies
  2. This Is Exile
  3. Possession
  4. To All That Are Dead
  5. Exalt
  6. Somatically Incorrect
  7. Death Becomes Him
  8. Daemon (The Pro-Created)
  9. Eternal Refuge
  10. Of Legions
  11. Messiahbolical

Лирика

1. Father Of Lies

Tell me all the things you want
I shall prove myself among the wise
I have failed you
Grant my wish I beg of thee
For I have done all the deeds you have asked of me
That whimpering wretched whore who birthed your adversary
I retrieved her head and mutilated every last remain
The blood of the innocent I have spread with no fucking remorse
How dare you interfere my monumental wake
Forever keep these words from my mouth
I will become the father of lies
Holiest of holy, I ensure your crucification
Enlighten me O noble one of your mendacity
Give me the clearest view of your so-called commonwealth
We are your foes, annihilators of the sky
Limb from limb
The rites are carved into your forehead
Limb from limb
Engorged into your psyche
Limb from limb
I smell the decrepit stench of your demise
Limb from limb
Humanity will be destroyed
My pro-creator I have warned thee of my prophecy
Until that day, stand your fucking ground
My pro-creator, stand your fucking ground

2. This Is Exile

This world is ours and we won't stand still
Infinitude sets thy vision toward the deep
Civilization will fall by the hand of all disease
Banished of all life and awoken from the grave
Eternal light will now be washed away
Desecration proclamation
How it feels to be demoralized
The life you live is now rotten and cold
This is exile
We are the walking scum
This is exile
You are the sacrifice
And it was said
Blasphemy will now stand
They walk the earth
This is exile
This world is ours and we will not stand still
This world is ours and we will not stand still
The dead will never rest
Vociferating hypocrites shall whisper every last word
And they will not be heard
Our death shall reign and our purpose exhort
False hope and lies we all glorify
This world is ours and you're totally fucking dead

3. Possession

Eyes are glaring red with a conscious set to kill
Nostrils flared and the eyebrows parallel
Thriving on the chaos and the suffering I have caused on you all
A dispute of man and diabolical beasts
How could one cipher such a malevolent being
I am certain of humanity's demise
Man will inspire the words of a new era of corruption
Now that I can control the orifice of mankind
I gladly inform, you're all in a world of shit
Coprophagia would be the only solution
Open your fucking mouth and ingest what you are
Silent you will remain while I invoke my presence on your world
Urges I must satisfy again and again
Inside a shell festering is the mind of a bastard child
Cover the earth with the blood of this lamb
We are the disease that spreads amongst this filthy race
Collect the dust of the ones who have fallen to the lies
It is your last resort to a wretched memory
Take this life for granted and hold it tight
For we have you all under control because
We are the disease
Man will inspire the words of a new era of corruption
God damn you all

4. To All That Are Dead

I am the one who is always exhuming
I am the one you think you see in the darkest of nights
I have yet to reconcile the thoughts within myself
For still I am one with the dead
Oh, sanguine blood of thy corpse
Quench my thirst and stain my skin
Oh, how ironic it is to feel so alive
When you cease to exist
I adore what I have become
I have longed for such a love in my dreams
And my wrath will not subside until this love is mine
Forever I remain the hideous figure treading these unholy grounds
For I have failed the one who has created me
My conscious is telling me to ingest the flesh of the deceased
And with my tongue I shall lick the graves of all who will follow me
Mark my words, they will pay
I still am one with the dead
And I swear to all that are dead

5. Exalt

I have no patience for a cowardly prejudice
What's done is done and what's dead is dead
I have my colony united for commemoration, listen
My proposal slowly manifested
Pleading as if I care for a worthless excuse
Imminent I am to a victory
All who deny, shall burn alive
No time for weak states of mind
So wake up
His awakening is near
The stipulation is obvious
Kneel before me or be cast down
How I hope you feel the magnitude
Kneel before me or be cast down
How oblivious could one be
Humiliated are the false allies
Infidel, into the fiery depths you go
Bring me the head of treachery and greed
I won't let this escape my grasp
No time for weak states of mind
I have no patience for a cowardly prejudice
So wake up

6. Somatically Incorrect

There are no bonds between a mastermind of Armageddon
And the ones who vomit forth their fabrication
Of a life that is blinded by lies
Funny how it all works out
This is my chance to control
You're lying on the shards talking to yourself
Your innards exposed
Laughing uncontrollably, crushing your anatomy
Delusional psychosis has its grip on me
I just cant fucking wait
I have the upper hand to do whatever I please
I'm in love with the fact that you're looking at me
While you take your last gasp of air
Crawl back into your comforting hole
Keep promising yourself that salvation will come
I really don't think you know the life that you could have
Just keep thinking everything will be all right
Keep thinking you can hide from destiny
I'll keep haunting every move you make
Let me inside your mind
I prefer you to defend yourself
Schizophrenia interrupts the scene of attention
Let's see how long this will last
It's normal to dismember, it's normal to contain no regrets
For what i have caused and the dramatic effect
My vision's spinning my nose is bleeding
Everything is slowly distorting
This is somatically incorrect
Through hell you will walk to even get the slightest moment of peace
You haven't even gotten anything close to what you deserve
It's set in stone and putrefaction will be my oxygen
Recite your pledge to death and don't forget to die
Choke on the false hope

7. Death Becomes Him

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8. Daemon (The Pro-Created)

As the light is extinguished
Grounds rumble with an endless rising fiend
With eternal suffering now infesting
A rising abyss shadows what was once alive
Hell has ascended to the earth by mortal hands
Daemon, hear my beckoning
Daemon, rise and devour thy cosmos
Daemon, I call thy name
Daemon, Daemon, Daemon
Bring forth your fury upon this wretched world
Make them exalt you and build your horde
Cast down all who oppose you
With his thousand eyes watching his eternal reign
He sounds the songs of the end to foretell his deed
This is my prophecy
And the populace will rise and fall
It won't be rectified
Rue the day that you hear his name
This is the end of all life
This is the end of the world

9. Eternal Refuge

My eyes are slowly dilating pure white
Skin stretched as if about to tear
There's a wretched stench of rotting limbs
Erect I am from this smell
Pain, please end the pain
I submit to whoever is causing this pain
In a sense I enjoy the agony
Subconsciously I am aroused
By now I should be fucking dead
But these sacred grounds I still tread
Never underestimate immortality
My memory is slowly wallowing back
I have the power of possession in my hands
Becoming stronger every step that I take
I will destroy what has done this to me
Human scum will abide by my words
This planet is doomed
Pray for a savior to liberate your kind
Beg for peace
It will expire
I am here
To seal your fucking fate
Scum of the earth
You're all a fucking waste of life
No heretic will stop what is invincible
How could I thank you for your time
My name will forever live inside those who appreciate
The absence of light and suffering
I assure everything isn't what it seems to be
Fuck your faith
Fuck your kind
Fuck your ways
Fuck your world

10. Of Legions

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11. Messiahbolical

The time has come at last
For years we have followed the wake of his perilous rule
Serpent of deception you will fall to your knees
When this is all said and done
March my minions for I have freed you from your timeless chambers
I have been dying to see you die
Among all the witnesses to my last words
Your pitiful scheme will fail
You will fail again
If you only knew the harm I've caused
In my journey to cleanse you from this earth
Every first born child I have slaughtered and every virgin I have defiled
Even the blind have seen my blasphemies
The deaf hears my sacrilege
Halt! Fallen one I provoke thee
I created your existence
I can surely cease you of life
So kill yourself
Mindless fool
Your apprentice has expired
Banished to the netherworld from which I have spawned
Where is your sense of tyranny
You can't even keep up with your own kind
My name is scattered amongst those who have feared this day
I am not who you claim me to be
Do you know what you have done
This is what we've become
I sense your pathetic guilt
This is what we've become
How you under estimate the power of denial sickens me
And I reject any last apologies
This is the last time you hear my name
But forever I haunt your dreams of agony
You know my name
I am the fallen one
I am all that is evil
I am diabolical
I am the end.

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