Of Violence and Pestilence Born - Arkaik

Not a hostage, not a scapegoat Not a thing wrong, except you're cutthroat So get your hands up before the boat sinks 'Cause this ain't one for all, yeah, this is groupthink We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch, though? We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch, though? Tell me the truth or tell me a lie Tell me what I've gotta say to get out of this room alive Show me the answers or give me a cluе There's not enough spacе in the miles between me and you Oh, no, here we go Here come the saints of violence and innuendo So, tell me the truth, are you really surprised? You live in a world where empathy goes to die Kill the rich kids, shoot the sad boy Stab the pretty girl, go buy some new toys Not a hostage, not a scapegoat Not a thing wrong, except you're cutthroat We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch, though? We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch, though? Tell me the truth or tell me a lie Tell me what I've gotta say to get out of this room alive Show me the answers or give me a clue There's not enough space in the miles between me and you Oh, no, here we go Here come the saints of violence and innuendo So, tell me the truth, are you really surprised? You live in a world where empathy goes to die Not a hostage, not a hostage Not a hostage, not a scapegoat Not a scapegoat, not a scapegoat Tell the truth, tell the truth Tell me the truth or tell me a lie Tell me what I've gotta say to get out of this room alive Show me the answers or give me a clue There's not enough space in the miles between me and you Oh, no, here we go Here come the saints of violence and innuendo So, tell me the truth, are you really surprised? You live in a world where empathy goes to die Tell the truth, tell the truth Tell the truth, tell the truth

Travesty the way the wretched stand Upon the earth blind in their ignorance Embracing the slavery of their minds Soulless voids of being left wandering Take this blade of Elohim Drain the life from within these fools Release the soul, from within the flesh Saviours your name we celebrate Forlorn, they shutter at their shrines Tortured by Deities, they hold no revelance Enslaved by the weakness of their minds Their cripple prayers have left them smothering Seize this, the hand of our god Drain this life the burden of this fools Release the soul, from within the flesh Cleanse the soul, of their lives Cleanse the soul fo impurity Sickness unyielding pestilence Sickness infects of meek Sickness bound to deities Sickness formed by lies Travesty the way the wretched stand Upon the earth blind in their ignorance Embracing the slavery of their minds Soulless voids of being left wandering

Ooh, I need a witness to see the mess I've made There's a broken lampshade, ashtrays, burnt floors, beds unmade Are you sleeping? If you are, dream, dream of what I'm doing To you, undo you, I'm through with you until I need a round of Everytime I spend myself it never runs too low, whoa-whoa-whoa I can't escape my need for Sex and violence Never let you see them hand in hand One is with the other The softest touches, deeper than the ocean Give it to me faster, feel it, feel it Sex and violence Who is gonna make you cry? (Sex and violence) Sex and violence Who is gonna make you cry? (Sex and violence) Ooh, I was a real man stealing all the trade I was strong and self-made, well-paid, so groomed, persuasive You were walking home that night, too kind to be illusive Where do you live? What do you give? Who are you with? And how you getting home? Does anybody know right now exactly where you are? Whoa-whoa-whoa A step inside's a step too far but Sex and violence Hit me with a love that burns so bright And one is just the other Sweetest taste is never gonna leave you Even when it hurts you, breathe it, breathe it Sex and violence Who is gonna make you cry? (Sex and violence) Sex and violence Who is gonna make you cry? (Sex and violence) Violence, violence Violence, violence Violence, violence Violence, violence Sex and violence Never let you see them hand in hand One is with the other The softest touches, deeper than the ocean Give it to me faster, feel it, feel it Sex and violence Hit me with a love that burns so bright And one is just the other Sweetest taste is never gonna leave you Even when it hurts you, breathe it, breathe it Violence, violence Violence, violence Violence, violence Violence, violence

Civilization crumblin' fast End the world with a blast People afraid walkin' the streets Scums have their day 'til they run into me Are you ready? Livin' in fear ain't livin' to me I'm armed with a gun defending the free They blew it in 'Nam, shot up my friends I'm back in the street, the fight never ends I was born with a gun in my hand I'll die for my country but I'll die like a man Violence and bloodshed Violence and bloodshed Violence and bloodshed Now that we're back to animal law The payback's a bitch, I'm paying all All my life I been waitin' to see Who's gonna win, crumbs or me Are you ready? My brother's still in Da-Nang Puttin' an ad in the back of Kerrang I'm lookin' for people who just wanna kill We'll go back to 'Nam 'cause no one else win Land of the free Home of the brave Now that's how it is And that's how it stays Violence and bloodshed Violence and bloodshed Violence and bloodshed

He who sought to hold the sword of clarity before he was cleansed Trapt in the center of the morphing labyrinth A heart impure lusting for power now Entombed and buried In a sarcophagus of hate, rage, and confusion Eater of fear, the progenitor of demon hoards Deceiver of himself Cyrix еnters knowing the blade hе carries For his form was merely a cage Cast in the fire of hate and fear Beyond the gates of amnesia In a maze of infinite corridors Shifting their shape Carving the flesh of the dead The walls seem to move on their own Out they crawl, the hoards of living dissolution Cryix sees the pain in their eyes so he slays them and leaves them to rest Enter the dark realms That which is in the heavens also lies within the earth Let the light of courage be your lantern A gleaming paradox seated on the throne of worth Phobius lurches forth to assail the light and it's open form In the center of the maze there was the king of fear and pain His only language is to maim Raising the blade of light and truth Freeing the one enslaved from his aeonic curse

Shedding skin As blood turns to gold Writing on the walls Etched in obsidian stone Writhing within the shadows In this abyss crawl the bleakest of creatures Wearing mirrors as masks Wild-eyed and slithering backward In the light of truth they recede and recoil Casting tainted howls at the luminosity within the maze Their breath is of poison Their touch are strokes from rusted blades Their gaze encapsulates Vivid reflections of what lies within your primal deep Feeding upon their feeble hosts This realm of hungry ghosts Spreading from thе hive The opposite of alivе Chained to an altar of mazes Eating the fear of the hosts The lowest realm where the empty go All whispering the culling song A flock of desperate souls looking to feed Towards Cyrix they lurch in a fevered pitch Filled with brazen chasms of hurt and greed As the choir of loss and grief begin to sing The hordes attack as he swings with might Cyrix holds fast to the saber as they clash And the blows cut through them They shatter and coalesce into streams of vivid light With the embers casting shadows on the walls Fangs drew like needles torn And swaying serpentine tongues At the center of the ascendant mind Cutting through the illusion Reaching into psychic flowing currents of Morphogenetic pulse, the careening expanse At the gates of the megalith Beyond the threshold of the collective sub-psyche Lost in the shadow cube All whispering the culling songs A flock of desperate souls looking to feed Towards Cyrix they lurch in a fevered pitch Filled with brazen chasms of hurt and need As the choir of loss and grief begin to sing In this labyrinth The scent of death and rot Rising up From the grave Treading the depths Of the hungry ghosts Shedding skin As blood turns to gold Writing on the wall Etched in obsidian stone Writhing within the shadows