s still failing
But she’s not waking
She’s still failing

Follow the siren’s song,
To face this empty cycle.
Searching the darkest nights
Searching the silence

And does it make you sick?
"Can you hear me, Is She Conscious?"
Does it make you feel beautiful?
Bloodshed under the streetlight.

And does it make you sick?
"Oh God! We've got a bleeder here."
Does it make you beautiful?
Heartbreak under the streetlight.

She’s lost again.
Adrenalin Strains Corrupted Arteries

Virtue is lost

Beyond this sleek veneer
Beneath the neon exsistence
Her face is grey
And everything she longs for is pulling away

Follow the siren’s song
To face this empty cycle.
Searching the darkest night
Searching the silence.

Follow the siren’s song,
To face this empty cycle.
Searching the darkest night,
Searching the silence.

Dead by first light,
They can’t wipe the blood from her eyes.
Dead by first light,
They can’t wipe the blood from her eyes.

Dead by,
Dead by first light.
Dead by,
Dead by first light.


3. Feed Them To The Pigs

This is life,
This is worthless,
Is There consequence.
This apathy is murderous.

Hope is dead,
Buried by regret,
Alive for nothing,
And dying for even less.

Is This the path we’ve chosen,
Our mind and our future left to rot.

These lives are worth nothing,
Our lives worth nothing,
Fuck.

As we watch our dreams turn into dust,
Into dust.

On these cold sheets,
Beneath this hollow corpse of a life.
Their world casts shadows,
And it's eating us alive.

We are the working dead,
Haunted by the ghosts of unanswered dreams
We are the flesh and the blood of a lost generation.

The deceased and forgotten,
The voiceless and consumed.
We’re buried and broken,
And we’re rising against you.

So this is life,
And are we so worthless?
We’ve clawed our way back,
They can’t destroy this,
'cause we’ve got nothing left to lose.
These hate fuelled hearts keep burning,
We push against the grain,
And we won’t turn back.

Armed to the teeth,
Born from the shadows,
Burning for revenge.

Revenge.

We’re burning for revenge


4. Carrion

Carrion
In a moment I’m lost
Dying from the inside
Her eyes take me away
Tear me apart from the inside out
Dead eyes speak in volumes?
But our lips refuse to move
Could this ever be the last time?
The final time that we see this through?

Give me the strength to return
The breath you’ve stolen
Give me the means to reset
Her heart I’ve broken again
Reflection built upon sorrow
We’re walking the darkest roads
Within chests carved with regret

In a moment I’ve lost
Dying from the inside
Her eyes take me away
Tear me apart from the inside out
From the inside out
The inside out

We’ve been running blind
Now we’re falling through the cracks
We’re left running
We are running blind
Now we’re falling
Falling through the cracks

Back to the world of the dead
Her shining eyes mark our return back
To the world of the dead
In a moment I’ve lost
Drowning from the inside
Her eyes take me away
Tear me aprat
From the inside out

My love I left
My heart I left
With my promis to return
A promis to return


5. Five Months

The night creeps through my bones with a winter's chill, sending shivers down my spine
Like cold hands across my skin
Five months have passed and taken with them every sense of warmth
Until my blood ran cold and life stood still
And still I hold my breath, counting the nights I've stood with my heart in hand
And still I hold my breath, counting the nights.
Waiting for silence to break me down again
If only you could see
See it in my eyes how much it means
Your touch, Your smile
To a heart thats beat has long since given out and given in
The night opens wide, swallowing every sense
Embracing me with emptiness
The hours have become irritations, and I find myself reduced to life's imitation
How can we truly say that we are alive
When everything I see in me is screaming
How can we truly say that we are alive
When everything I see in me is screaming otherwise?
It's screaming otherwise
Cause five months have passed and taken with them every sense of warmth
Until my blood ran cold and life stood still
The hours have become irritations, and I find myself reduced to life's imitation


6. Boneyards

These are the sentiments
Of a cold blooded cynic
So believe me when I say,
I would love nothing more.

Than for everything,
To end unpleasantly.
Concrete shoes, rising tide,
Cast out and never survive,
Go.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

[x2]
I would rather see your face in Hell
Than speak another word
Of this perfect world.

Of this perfect world.

Oh, to be buried beneath the waves,
A sailors grave is all I crave.

Bury me (bury me),
5000 fathoms deep,
And leave my bones,
For the depths.

The sharpest teeth await our skin.
The sharpest teeth await...
Bloodlust swarms,
Upon our worthless exsistence.

The Devil's teeth (the Devil's teeth),
The Devil's teeth,
Beneath our skin.
Whispering of silent vengeance.
Blood debts remain unpaid.

Now every breath of life
Has been betrayed.
Every ideal
has rusted through.

Nothing we hold brings solace,
Feed us to the sharks.
So let nothing remain,
Feed us to the sea.

To be buried,
Beneath the waves.
A sailors grave it's all I crave.
Bury me (bury me),
5000 fathoms deep.
And leave my bones,
For the depths.

There's blood in the water,
(sinking, always, sinking).
There's blood in the water,
(sinking, always, sinking).

There's blood,
In the water.

I would rather see your face in Hell
Than speak another word
Of this perfect fucking world.


7. Idols And Anchors

Now,
Your heroes have fallen.
Championless,
The seas are rising.

So torch every banner,
Every hope of surviving.
This storm is breaking.
Security has left you,
Treading water.

Now taste the fear.
Taste the uncertainty.

What will you do?
When there's nothing left for you to cling to.
What will you do?
With your one last breathe.
Thrive in your emptiness.

Burn all you love.
There's no hope for the weak.
Our heroes have died.

No heart...
No Hope.

Face to face,
With the Abyss (with the Abyss),
One by one they fall away
And won't be missed

Can you hear it?
Can you hear the sound?
As our broken Idols,
Come crashing down.

Now taste the fear.
Now, taste, the, fear.

Burn all you love.
There's no hope for the weak.
Our Heroes have died.
Burn all you love.
There's no hope for the weak.

Burn all you love


8. Moments Of Oblivion

There is nothing
There is nothing
I would not give
These are the days of God
These are the days of God
Please understand
These are the days of God
We don't forget
We don't forget


9. Breaking Point

Black plagues, line a fading sky.
A dying world stripped to the bone,
Intoxicated by the madness.
Blood weeps from open wounds.

And still the fires rage,
Consumed, now chaos reigns.
Our pride dissolved,
The rise and fall,
The breaking point,
Burned and crossed.

Lost,
Now immune to all the carnage,
We turn upon ourselves.

Within these times of desperation,
We are the virus that has infected,
To its last.

Nothing is sacred,
Nothing shall be saved,
No one shall be spared the horror,
That has yet to come.

Destroy and discard,
This is all that we know.

Blackened flesh, blistered,
Hangs from skeletal frames
Stalking this arid wasteland,
Our minds immune to change.

The shreds of morality,
Fall by the wayside,
As we are left to ponder,
These black box revelations.

In these days to come,
In this,
Our final hour,
We will witness the true depths to which,
Humanity can sink.

Humanity can sink.

We will learn,
To suffer.
We will learn,
To fail.
And before long,
We will beg for the end.

And still the fires rage,
Consumed, now chaos reigns.
Our pride dissolved,
The rise and fall.
The breaking point,
Burned and crossed.


10. Dead Man's Chest

When your lungs collapse,
When your last breath fails.
When my reflection,
As faded as a sentiment.

Convulsions constrict your flesh,
Into a portrait of agony.
Crushed,
Into a portrait of agony.
Of agony.

This, this is cataclysmic failure,
As you’re looking,
Refuse to prevail.

This is, this is pointless suffering.
How does it feel to know
You brought this shit
On yourself?

The timing of consequence,
Your actions have their price.
Oh you’ll pay for your mistakes.

As pity grips your nerves,
You’ll get what you deserve.
Now brace yourself,
As all hell breaks.
All hell breaks loose.
All hell breaks loose.
Yeah.

Fucked up this system,
Shut it down.
Drowned In Disease.

Stop, cut all based upon,
We know all from our lamenting.

Suffocation of a race,
The persistent beings,
Of life.


11. Frostbite

Vanishing points and midnight horizons,
Herald another night.
Without you by my side.

Bring me the light,
Bring me the dawn,
Bring me another day.
But further, from your arms.

And this world is frozen,
And my limbs so numb.
Feel the Frostbite.
Exceed all hope of coming back alive.
And these roads we've chosen,
Leave our hearts so numb.
As another day,
Sets in teeth,
Ready to strike.

But there will be no dawn,
At these hours.
I find my mind,
Turns itself in circles,
Reigniting the worst of fears,
And leaving others to the cold.

Powerless.
I'm afraid to lose,
These thoughts of you.
Please leave me the scars,
Just leave me the scars.

Wake (Wake),
These are the hours left to ghosts.
These are the times,
reason fails to reach

These are the places,
For which echoes fail to return.
And Solitude runs hand in hand with,
Disaster.

And this world is frozen,
And my limbs so numb.
Feel the Frostbite.
Exceed all hope of coming back alive.
And these roads we've chosen,
Leave our hearts so numb.
So I'll salvage what little hope I can,
From the sun.

Still I'm choking on the words,
I should've said,
1,000 times.
And I'm cursing every memory,
And I'm holding on until,
There's nothing left to save.

Every scar,
Let Every scar still bare your name.
Every scar still bares an angel's face.
An angel's face.

And still I chase,
I chase the sun.

And still I chase,
I chase the sun


12. Horizons

So it begins

Our eyes drawn open,
Free from the thought of doubt,
Free from the selfish conflict.
Now blind these words,
Chase us.
With open arms we stand,
Before the tide.

The sun seems to have been rising,
Ever since I can recall,
Branding a sense of permanence,
To this lying world.

Your words like icy air,
You lies like merciless, burning flesh.
To hope for something more,
To dream of substance.

Like a martyr before us,
We need to die.
Like a martyr before us,
We dream to die.

Masochistic to think,
This would be remembered.
Would be remembered.

Sadistic, perpetuation
On standing side.

[x2]
There is nothing as empty,
As waiting to die.
We’ve spent our lives,
Wasting, as time eats us alive.

Your sunsets go on be-falling,
Ever since I can recall.
The only sense,
Of permanence,
In this dying world.

Sit back and watch,
As time eats us alive.

Everyone who know me,
Know me.
Destined to die,
Die.

The marks I left upon this world,
Will wash away,
in time.

In time,
And so it ends.
In time,
It all finds an end.

In time,
And so it ends.
In time,
We all find an end.

With broken arms,
And all our words,
I’ll wait to return to oblivion.

Embrace the worst,
Empty horizon.
Embrace the worst,
Empty,
Horizons.

Horizons.
Horizons.
Horizons.