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World Gone Dead

(2010)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresThrash Metal
LabelsStormspell Records
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World Gone Dead Lyrics

(10)
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1. Intro (2:22)
Instrumental
2. Act of War (4:53)
Faceless, dissenters in an ambulating swarm
Boiling from the cloud of us andthem
Hateful, assassins hurling thunder in the storm
Driven by the differences in men

Men

War is on, but never final
The casualties survive
Lines are drawn, intangible but
Combatants, greedy, resharpen the scythe

Battle horn, the trumpet clearing
Cacophony of words
Oaths are sworn, and heads are taken
Bout is won but nothing has occurred

Bragging rights the spoils in a war of tiny men
When the dust begins to settle, the fight begins again
Pettiness a virtue, the badge of piss and pride
What you have created, it's a thrash crime
Harvesting rewards from the hours used in spite
Tearing out the throat of a fool because it's right
Obfuscate the meaning and re-educate the swine
Opinion is invalid, it's a thrash crime

Keening, the vultures on the body-littered earth
Picking at the carcasses of peers
Sated, each cackling a new line to the verse
Only half-attending what it hears

Wages cost, shame is crushing
Compounded by the din
All is lost, a head is hanging
Confidences shattered for his sin

Teeming sea, the colosseum
A circus for the dogs
Willingly, the victims enter
To take part in a violent dialogue

Bragging rights the spoils in a war of tiny men
When the dust begins to settle, the fight begins again
Pettiness a virtue, the badge of piss and pride
What you have created, it's a thrash crime
Harvesting rewards from the hours used in spite
Tearing out the throat of a fool because it's right
Obfuscate the meaning and re-educate the swine
Opinion is invalid, it's a thrash crime
It's a thrash crime
You are judged and sentenced to burn

Act of war
Act of war
Act of war
Act of war
3. ED-209 (3:56)
Construct of the ruling class
The pride of OCP
Delta City police droid
See its mounted turrets gleam
Criminals, you'd best submit
You know it can't be bargained with
Expressionless the officer
Surrender to the peace machine

ED-209
Evildoers, say your prayers
ED-209
Twin autoguns it wears
ED-209
Only way to ever beat it is
Just to take the stairs
4. A Storm of Swords (6:44)
Weeping, the wall
Assailed by freeborn men
Giants and worse that time forgot
Rapers and thieves
Are sworn and bound to serve
Brothers in black keep the watch

Islands of Iron
Drowning men and god
Blood and all its bonds are dashed apart
Greyjoy, undone
The fall in dead of night
A ship on the horizon drawing near

Prophecies of a greater undoing
Azor Ahai and a gathering horde
Listen closely, winter is coming
Dark wings for dark words
A storm of swords

Unburnt, the queen
Ascending with the whip
Mother of dragons frees the slave
Last of her kind
Born of smoke and salt
Waking the children out of stone

Direwolf, the king
Unwelcome wedding guest
Ask bread and salt once through the gate
Hidden, the lion
Replace the traitor's head
Debt is paid in full, hear them roar

Prophecies of a greater undoing
Azor Ahai and a gathering horde
Listen closely for winter is coming
Dark wings, dark words
A storm of swords

Champion, the mountain rides
The viper strikes, the mountain dies
The seven burn to please R'hllor
The witch will win her master's war

Accused, the imp, avenge the wife
Escape, and end the monster's life
Accursed, the kinslayer, the dwarf
Revenge upon the lying whore

Valar Morghulis

Beyond the wall and the haunted wood
Wights with black hands and bright blue eyes
Ice spiders shimmer, pale and dead
Soon the Others wage their war on the sky

Beyond Dorne and the Dothraki Sea
Three children are foretold for the one
Heirs to the black dread, Balerion's throne
Dragons growing in the heat of the sun
5. Waste (4:11)
Living up to nothing and for no one and for naught
Only moving fast enough to keep from getting caught
Hell is the horizon but the focus is the same
Play and turn a blind eye, circumstance will take the blame
Bills are piling higher and the stream is running dry
Wallowing in talent yet you're living in a sty
Cave walls closing in and all the voices are outside
Excuses and attrition and a failing sense of pride
Can't recall a thing that people helping you have said
Invested in, encouraged and then left to rot for dead

Waste
You've been wasted all this time
Waste
Entire adult life lived in

Slime and filth and atrophy, entropic disarray
Tools are close to hand yet opportunities decay
Bottom of the barrel and the staves are prison bars
money is a trickle but the debts are like the stars

Waste
You're a waste of mother's care
Waste
Waste of precious space and air

Life is just a string of instances of deep regret
Dying old and unloved is an ever present threat
A line of dull occurrences and passing idly by
Continuing to breathe but not a soul can tell you why

Human history didn't need you, you weren't wanted and are dismissed

Waste
Walking waste of genes
A pillar of sloth
without a reason to live
Waste
Just waiting to die
You're taking forever
just to pass through the sieve
Just pass through the sieve
6. Terror Consumes (3:46)
What mind can't devour itself?
Atrophied ego, degenerate cells
Just beyond the curtain of dark
An unknown number, an unseen attack

Suggestions of something beyond
Moving about in dark attic rooms
Subconscious thought working against
Your own will
Terror Consumes

Dread's geometric design
Evolution's byproduct, sickening fear
The mind simply cannot abide
All of the things that it can't stop creating

Branches aligned in the sky
Brain is imprisoned and skull is a tomb
Beckoning arms of the night
Calling you
Terror Consumes

Terror Consumes

No release from horror
Recreation recombines
Charming by the light of day
By night it realigns

Anxiety will overcome
And all the world's askew
You can't see the ghost
But be assured, the ghost sees you

Pale radiance as day breaks again
Heaving a sigh as the witch takes its leave
Go hide in the hours of the sun
But time is a cycle, it's finite, and soon is it spent

On the horizon the sun
Is dying and red in a worsening gloom
You will return to the house
that you built
Terror Consumes
7. Grindwheel (6:25)
Thieving villain in my house
You've come to rob me blind
Weren't careful, I've found out
And now it's time to grind
Drag you down unlighted steps
Across the sodded floor
Bind your limbs in leather straps
And close and lock the door

There's no court or judge for you
There's no hope for appeal
You've been caught and sentenced to
Grind beneath the wheel

Eyes adjust in torchlit gloom
A chill sets in your bones
A guest in my most private room
New grain for my mill's stone
Struggle tight against the bonds
Beg mercy on your soul
I turn the crank and sing my song
The wheel begins to roll

There's no holy man for you
There's no final meal
You've been caught and sentenced to
Grind beneath the wheel

You're screaming now, the curses come
The begging, then the tears
I save this pleasure for the ones
Who've robbed me all these years

Feet are crushed and mashed and you
Begin to howl and squeal
You've been caught and sentenced to
Grind beneath the wheel

You're a thief condemned and you will
Grind beneath my wheel
8. Behaver (4:37)
Putting sprinkles on ice cream cones
Being polite when on the phone
Shoveling, walks for the elderly
Carving pumpkins for Halloween

Planting orchids on a sunny day
Going out to the park to play
Smiling for a family photo
Sledding down a hill in new snow

Look at rainbows
Recycle cans
Mind your manners
Wash your hands

Santa doesn't visit naughty girls and boys
Mom says good kids don't chew gum or make lots of noise

I'm the nicest lad in town
I'm dimple-cheeked and sweet and fair
I go on picnics with my friends
Because I care

I'm the behaver

Playful puppies in a sunlit yard
Sending grandma a birthday card
Singing rounds of London Bridge
Hanging drawings up on the fridge

Look both ways
to cross the street
Say please and thank you
Never cheat

Kids who make a ruckus, they don't get dessert
Kids who laugh at people, they get feelings hurt

I'm the nicest lad in town
I'm dimple-cheeked and sweet and fair
I brush my teeth three times a day
Because I care
I care
I care

Behave yourself

Lyrics don't mean shit
9. Aggressive Perfector (Slayer cover) (2:13)
Follow me, I'll lead the way; your fears will soon overtake
Hide your infinite tears inside, it seeks your smallest break
Screaming as if nothing helps, you press on to survive
Playing out the fantasies of a force that keeps you alive


He'll have you down on your knees
You play his fatal game
He'll satisfy your every need
You'll never be the same


Take my hand, I'll show you how;
You've just one life to live
The road you're on goes straight to hell;
Your life is yours to give
His fantasies of all of you are much too great to see
This world your living is so unreal, perfected just for me


He'll have you down on your knees
You play his fatal game
He'll satisfy your every need
You'll never be the same
10. Lich King III (World Gone Dead) (5:59)
Regent rules over fields of fire
Planes have been conquered and razed
Part the mists to find the one time remaining,
That one last uncivilized place

The place is here and the time is now
and the earth is the pearl that he craves
Flash into existence with his legions of scum,
fierce soldiers he called from the grave

Grab... your gun...
and guard... your home
World... gone dead...
There's no... more government, nations, diplomacy, peace, there is only the master of bone

All hail the Lich King

Boston is first of the cities to go
And the undead sweep west like a plague
Bombers, artillery, infantry, tanks
go to war with the wretched awake

The UN is panicked and countries unite
as it's clear this is man's final stand
Resources pool in a desperate bid
And the focus is atomic command

Can... not fight...
The hordes... of ghouls...
World... gone dead...
So fire... your missiles and rockets and lasers and rail guns, but nothing will shorten his rule

All hail the Lich King

Air strike is called in and payloads are dropped
Mushroom cloud is a fountain of ash
Standing at ground zero, tall and unbroken
He raises his sword and he laughs

Man... has failed...
and earth... glows red
Bomb... sustains...
The king... he feeds on the nuclear fire and chaos and channels it into his world... this world gone dead
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