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The Inevitable Order
03:10
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Time to deliver the message
Our wasted lives are forever to last
We strike the match with a half lit smile
Hardly an emotion to trade
I’ve got a demon in my head
The difference is, he’s always been a part of me
No time to spare the world
The time for us to excel will be followed by release
This is the hand of judgment
The global lie will soon be the punishment
We have acquired the power among the formerly rancid
This is a new, bitter cycle
You will kneel in acceptance of your defeat
Crawling away
No telling the time
Traded by plagues
No fairness in mind
Placing the blame on all of those in charge
Hiding forever
Moving forward to the final lesson
This is the hand of torture
The insolence will soon bring a certain death
We will remain your fathers
Among the timely future
You answer straight to us now and remain in the comfort of your disease
Stand with your shame, in line and obey.
This is not the time to be brave
Accept this as your fate and hold tight.
Listen.
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Shouting Obcenities
04:10
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There is something I've wanted to believe.
My brain prevents action from taking place.
This planet has stricken down my soul
And its an endless process of violent hatred, misperceptions, and I have long since trusted this is my home.
Head in corners unmarked again.
I know this patience I possess will forever ease my pain.
It wouldn't seem so dark till the end
I would shed my skin, but its too late.
Too late.
Your fucking opinions have driven my hate.
So foolish.
How could this place of madness ever hold the solace of which I dream?
I have ground my heart into dust just to see your side.
I'm so sick.
So sick.
My fate rests in the hands of a spirit no greater than that of an insect, of a rodent, of a loveless, lifeless man. And so shameless yet they stand with their sparkling coin in hand. I've got rocks in my shoes to throw. They will sting just enough to prove my point.
May my spirit not be taken away.
I've had dreams of my life in destruction.
The sight of this has taken hold of me.
I've got a million words to break you down, but I am only human.
I am not your god of gods, your disciple.
I am a psycho crawling into the holes of your mind. I erupt again.
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Apprehension
03:27
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Broken to the soul, it tears finely through the flesh and bone
Tortured by the sting, hear the pounding in our head
It builds fast off the fear and treats thoughts like home, waiting for the perfect time to strike
How could these thoughts manifest
Rancid stomach never rests
But the worst has yet to show its face
Cut me out and make me feel release
Silence, never speak
Am I blaming myself for all of this stress?
Never again.
Trials and errors setting me for my defeat and not an ounce of faith.
Holding strong through every ounce of patience lost
Always remember to breath
Untimely, anxious, mental offense
Hours have now been wasted again
I pace the rooms with speech unknown to feed my soul what it needs to feel whole
Inside I know the drill
This is noting new
Sit, rest your mind
Feel the heavy air
Watch your blood, It boils
Wage peace with yourself
Waking the power, never hide
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Ascension
03:22
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Finally I've broken free from lies
Disregard my temperament.
Its time to claim what's lost.
Feeling selflessness, but at what cost.
A tortured end.
I've led myself to reach the light
Who is this inside that breaks me down?
The faded soul, the demon on its prowl.
Don't you know, I try so hard to be a greater figure, the ultimate dream.
Far too long I have fought the current structured flaws.
They seem to trail from the broken thoughts designed to fail.
I still fear what is left of this endangered mind.
Running away from this mess, its just not worth the fight.
And I'm longing for the day to break.
Its the only comfort I take away from the earth as it pulls me under.
My lies will shine, all in this endless fury.
What if hate has taken hold of me?
Forming lesions, severing the stream.
The gifted mind stands a chance, but manages to find hell itself.
Wisdom show me how to break this spell.
I'm sick and tired.
I've given everything, this world is mine.
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Gunner
03:40
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Wait for your enemy to step across the line.
Its about that time to release your frustration.
The cause and effect of a mind of violence.
This breeds a holocaust.
No one is safe from loss or torment.
Crawl to the faded line, this is your time.
Trust no one and follow in no line.
The goal is now to be misunderstood.
All these blind excuses.
You've only truly angered yourself.
Taken, you wear a mask preserving all of your defeat.
Why entertain the lie you seem to now perceive.
There is no grace in your fake action.
You've only proven to be another broken fool.
Be the master of your own demise
You'll never claim the crown.
Relevance that you will never find.
Progress to justify your waste of life.
Your patience is tested among the enterprise.
They fed you full of hate and madness.
Accept the bitter lie.
Let time unwind.
Taste your future and deny your pride.
I see the wasted time.
Torn from all excuses.
Well watch you burn along side your fucking hate.
Brainwashed, out of line.
Break the trance, deny
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