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Origin

(2013)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresThrash Metal
LabelsIndependent
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Origin Lyrics

(12)
Submitted by level Besi Karat
1. Origin (3:49)
Drowning in lies they enforce on the weak
Behold the intent of the creed
A version of life to impose on their cult
A fallacy subdues disbelief

The inherited delusions run rampant and breed
The wretched will stand by their lie
Infecting with purpose prolonging deceit
Won’t see what stares dead in their eyes

Bestowing intentions, the willing are led
Betrayers of truth will prevail
Dogmatic imposers, the voice in their head
Invisible beyond the veil

Don’t deny your origins
Replication failed design.
Bred by the seed of liars.
Blinded by the words that sell your faith.

Spreading the words of the self-appointed head
The indoctrination complete
A system fails bleeding gospel for the dead
Written to will the elite

The perverted illusions relentlessly seek
The weakened to join to the fold
The gathering masses oppressed and meek
Inherit nothing to behold

Don’t deny your origins
Replication failed design.
Bred by the seed of liars.
Blinded by the words you sell

Don’t deny your origins

Blinded from the start
Inquisition quelled as you learn your part
Cultured to obey
Damning pulls yourself into a mindless fray
Restless til it’s won
Blood will flow unheeded by your conviction
War brings death
Death takes all
All will bow before you as they fall

Solo: Ryan

Don’t deny your origins
Replication failed design.
Bred by the seed of liars.
Blinded by the words that sell your faith.

Don’t deny your origins
2. Effortless Struggle (3:17)
Dying from infection
Total gene pool needs correction
Culling fury making purity progression of necessity
Population overdose
Mass extinction now imposed
A retrovirus modified to the fittest form for taking lives
Cutting through the masses
Severing leaks deadly gases
Killing field
Total yield
Deconstruction of a race
Burning effigies be lit
Summon death from the pulpit
Exodus
These are the final days

The pain that’s coursing through your veins makes you quick to realise
You’re standing just before these doors of death
A wasting force will leave you just husk to be defined
By the will of the effortless struggle

Vying for the finish of the already diminished
Terminal exposure places us among forgotten races
Lessening the crowds of vermin
Viral potency is certain
Reduction to a fragment
No life and nothing to inhabit
Every corner sterilised
Only traces will survive
Monuments of global conquest buried in the sands of time
Festering, the wounded flesh
Rotting corpses laid to rest
Genocide of the ended human race

The killing force is surging forth
Its power will suffice
We march in line towards the doors of death
A certainty envisioning that nothing will survive this hell
In the effortless struggle

Solo: Ryan
Solo: Hudson

The pain that’s coursing through your veins makes you quick to realise
You’re standing just before these doors of death
A wasting force will leave you just husk to be defined
By the will of the effortless struggle
3. Ballistic (2:06)
Set to strike like a fucking warhead
Submerge my mind in thoughts of death
I lose myself to pure insanity
Acid surge, I lose my grip
No holding back apocalypse
You’ll see the end I’ve brought
My own worldwide fatality

Ballistic
My outcomes catastrophic
I live for my sadistic
Reaction to this caustic
Inhuman fucking race

Kill them all with surgical precision
Spate of death is my prescription
Abomination born from volatility
Pessimistic chain reaction
Immediate violent contractions
Eliminate the filth that we have bred so willingly

Ballistic
My outcomes catastrophic
I live for my sadistic
Reaction to this caustic
Inhuman fucking race

Solo: Hudson
Solo: Ryan

Ballistic
My outcomes catastrophic
I live for my sadistic
Reaction to this caustic
Inhuman fucking race
4. Heretic (2:32)
Born by the heretic
Raised by the word
Taught by the scripture written in stone

Fear of the judgement pushes me to kill
Choosing targets
Those who cannot triumph over will

Non believer
Take my hand or feel the blade
Peace deceiver
For your sins the price is paid
Soul redeemer
Embrace the light, the path is laid
Perpetrator
Welcome to your end of days

Play your part within my cleansing plan
All is well when righteousness guides my hand
Not done yet
There’s sinners left to kill
Know my name and fear my wrath because I’m Heretic

Soulless entity
I am redemption
Vessel of divinity
Gods creation

Marksman of prejudice
Assailant of the cult
Hands of the puppet master terrorize the flock

Non believer
Take my hand or feel the blade
Peace deceiver
For your sins the price is paid
Soul redeemer
Embrace the light, the path is laid
Perpetrator
Welcome to your end of days

Play your part within my cleansing plan
All is well when righteousness guides my hand
Not done yet
There’s sinners left to kill
Know my name and fear my wrath because I’m Heretic

Solo: Ryan
Solo: Hudson

Non believer
Take my hand or feel the blade
Peace deceiver
For your sins the price is paid
Soul redeemer
Embrace the light, the path is laid
Perpetrator
Welcome to your end of days

Play your part within my cleansing plan
All is well when righteousness guides my hand
Not done yet
There’s sinners left to kill
Know my name and fear my wrath because I’m Heretic
5. Export Life (4:42)
Grown by the number and cultured to die
Puppets in macabre recitals of life
Existence scripted for another’s profits
Playing the part they made

For corporation you contort to the mould
Not holding stock
You’re already sold
Continuation of the failure you’re in
Is this all you’re meant to be?

No, this can’t be all
Worthless without application
Hold the question why no more

Don’t
Reject the lie
Twisted truth in a tainted story
Know we export life to die

Find yourself in darkness
Far from where we draw the line
An opened eye will lead you
To a truth you can’t deny
This world is slowly failing
At committing to survive
The guilty stand by watching
Waiting for the world to die

Your hand is forced, your words a hollow script
So void of conscious like an open rift
Commiserations for forgotten ways
Fading and ever pale

Rising up from the disparity
To pull the plug on this society
You hold the answer yet condemn the key
Why won’t you make your stand?

No, there is no time
Complacency has gone on too long
So the people rise, but why?

Find yourself in darkness
Far from where we draw the line
An opened eye will lead you
To a truth you can’t deny
This world is slowly failing
At committing to survive
The guilty stand by watching
Waiting for the world to die

Waiting for the fucking world to die

Solo: Ryan

Find yourself in darkness
Far from where we draw the line
An opened eye will lead you
To a truth you can’t deny
This world is slowly failing
At committing to survive
The guilty stand by watching
Waiting for the world to die
6. Hierophobia (4:30)
Temples in service of communion
He bleeds from the passive deception in the sermon they read
A hate felt aggression towards those who will obey
They’re diluting your vision and poisoning your brain

Sycophants to their idols
Bound leather words of pure vindication
Arrogance in their causes
The praise instilled in lies

Filth, Calling your name
For your acceptance
False, prophets they blame

Through fear my hate breeds and festates inside
Causing them long waves in murderous tides
Blood of deception same blood of the book
War of attrition in their life’s work

Know not the reason they fall to the fray
As they desecrate freedom in the minds they enslave
Temples in darkness, communion, the lie
Fear of ascension, regretful they die

Hierophants marching forth
The immolators burning righteously
They’re faithful to the torch
Condemning those to die

Filth, Calling your name
For your acceptance
False, prophets they blame

Through fear my hate breeds and festates inside
Causing them long waves in murderous tides
Blood of deception same blood of the book
War of attrition in their life’s work

Fall from faith your idols weep
Your judgement calls you in
Lost in the world you left
Your soul is dead

Solo: Ryan

Filth, Calling your name
For your acceptance
False, prophets they blame

Through fear my hate breeds and festates inside
Causing them long waves in murderous tides
Blood of deception same blood of the book
War of attrition in their life’s work
7. Kill (3:10)
Rise from the blackness, hid behind the eyes
Killing force, so complete, encompassing the mind
Failure to control the breaching deadly urge
Overpowering obsession with a global purge
Losing restraint, succumbing to the need
A violent embodiment of bloodlust greed
Complete saturation of my discipline
With a murdering tenacity to do you in

Influence ending vitality
Nothing will resist fatality
Suffering against my deadly will
Absolute my failure to suppress the urge to kill

Cold and unearthly, an instinctual pull
Sends me plummeting into the depths I lose control
Genesis of evil in my frontal lobe
Continues the retreat to my viscerous abode
Lurking invisible and vigilant
I am unseen
As I take you all up to your final breath
An awakening reveals the end

Blanketed in humanities pall
Suffocating underneath it all
Vision hazed in sickly violent red
Banishing the mortal to the dead

Aberration from stability
Abhorrent my eventuality
Outcome as grave as what I excavate
I am the instigator of your fate

Influence ending vitality
Nothing will resist fatality
Suffering against my deadly will
Absolute my failure to suppress the urge to kill

Cut throat mentality
Gunning for the killing spree
Bring on the final scene
And watch in despair
World stripped down to the core
Deliverance

Fall before you find salvation
As I breed hostility
All becomes an ashen wasteland
Fading into dust

Solo: Ryan

Aberration from stability
Abhorrent my eventuality
Outcome as grave as what I excavate
I am the instigator of your fate

Influence ending vitality
Nothing will resist fatality
Suffering against my deadly will
Absolute my failure to suppress the urge to kill
8. Infernal Massacre (2:42)
Conquesting ages
The blood of the people
These armies all revel death
A time of destruction brings all to their knees
A Million lives lost to the hate
Craving sensation for mass devastation
Burning the world into ash
The flames still ablaze as the armies awaits
No honour within the humane

Writhing in pain you seek nothing but death
Terror stricken panic the short of your breath
Hell from above death from the sky
Infernal massacre

Smouldering death in all they command
Empty the world of this filth
10 thousand strong and relentless they will
March on through the desolate waste
Culling a nation for purification
Heeding the din of the blight
The violent obsession indulges and ends
And on through the heavens they ride

Writhing in pain you seek nothing but death
Terror stricken panic the short of your breath
Hell from above death from the sky
Infernal massacre

Solo: Hudson
Solo: Ryan
9. Regression (4:22)
Far beneath
The hollow dissonance
Mentality bereft of fear
Amalgamate
Torturous bliss
Exposed yet nothing's clear

Life obscene
Existence still appears
Volatile, unstable, no restraint
No remorse
Empty of empathy
Void of that which slows the taint

Desolating hidden temptation
Embrace the purpose, only made to serve
Invoking pure aggression
The malice, implicating grace of man's rebirth

Regression of the mind
Plaguing the terrorized
Cut loose from what ties you to life

Mutilate
Dehumanized control
Slipping to the edge of death
Immaterial
Corporeal
At balance between nothingness

Capitulating to the regression
Reverting back into a violent wrath
Observe the Failing suppression
The fallacy of self-control engages earth

Regression of the mind
Plaguing the terrorized
Cut loose from what ties you to life

Engulfing most psychotic
Murderous empowering
Never feel, never know
Distrust everything
Disconnected, suffocated, tortured from within
Falling back into the endless spiral of suffering

Losing battle to control the decay that forms inside
Surrendering to ominous maledictions in the mind
Mentality in ruin from a torrent of debris
Withering stability
Omission from sanity

Solo: Ryan
10. Virus (2:58)
Feel the virus pumping through your blood into your mind
Poisoning your brain with lies until your fucking blind
You live deceit it drags you down you’re falling evermore
You search for peace in murdering torture and holy wars
The countless lives like vermin die to feed your need for death
As he commands unholy plans annihilate the rest
The violence destroys and leaves you nothing but your hate
An empty shell and now your blood crusade becomes your fate

Force the pain
Feel the drain
Watch them fall
Holy wars

Succumb to the virus

Pledge your life away into a hedonistic cause
Demonstrate his wrath and nurture your sadistic scorn
Slaying all who don’t bow down before your fucking book
Climbing ranks of honoured ranks for all the lives you took
The penitence in death throes of the dead will set you free
The virus of your people the bane of clarity
Pollutions of a tortured mind these visions of deceit
It takes too long to realise you’re suffering defeat

Force the pain
Feel the drain
Watch them fall
Holy wars

Succumb to the virus

Solo: Hudson
Solo: Ryan

Feel the virus pumping ever still within your veins
Poison drains you empty
Fall into the endless painless
No honesty
The suffering personified in hordes
Denying peace for pleasure found among the holy wars
The countless lies you’ve told rely on fear to take their hold
He commands but nothing
It is you who is so bold
The violence a comfort that you summon from the depths
Sadistic, the intention to obliterate them all

Force the pain
Feel the drain
Watch them fall
Holy wars

Succumb to the virus
11. Ultra Violence (1:31)
Craving for the mass grave
Violence by mechanical blade
Entrails from the open wound
Spewing forth resounding doom

Murdering disease
No falsities of peace
Falling to the unrelenting riot

Of men and total war
There was no way before
Just desecration in this ultra-violence.

Existence ended on a whim
Motivations wholly grim
Devastation deep inside
Addiction to end a life

Lusting for the kill
A wave of crimson spills
Nothing has the relevant defiance

Of men and total war
There was no way before
Just desecration in this ultra-violence.

Solo: Ryan

Ultra Violence

Knee Deep In The Dead
12. Not Long for This World (4:10)
The emptiness as your fading away
Never knew you’d only come this far
Terminal, limitation portrayed
As your frailty becomes who you are
Forgiving yourself for all that you’ve done
And all that you have failed to achieve
There is little excuse and even less time
Better start working out what you believe

Welcome to my domain
Feel the embrace of expectancy
Submit to the gradual drain
As life slips away

I’m not long for this world
Circling this mortal coil
My time is running out
I’m not far from the end
I’m not among this life
Out of place at best I linger
Drawn out far too long
I’m drained and ever shifting to the grave

Cohesion is lost as it disintegrates
Echoing a morbid reverie
The fallen’s song drones in your ear
A dirge for sanity
Latent voices summoning your darkest days
Unmasked as the gallows appear
The sentinels of your approaching end
Rise from the blackest abyss

Welcome to my domain
Feel the embrace of expectancy
Submit to the gradual drain
As life slips away

I’m not long for this world
Circling this mortal coil
My time is running out
I’m not far from the end
I’m not among this life
Out of place at best I linger
Drawn out far too long
I’m drained and ever shifting to the grave

I count the minutes as they drain away
In my departure from vivacity
My degradation is nearing complete
My life exhausted it will taste defeat

Nothing to hold onto, only essence of existence
Empty shell of former prominence
Slipping ever gradual, rate increasing, so unnatural
I struggle at the last defence
Consuming, the acceptance of a terminal prognosis
Never cared for living anyway
Drowning in the calm, a wake engulfs before the storm
The silence hollow, my departure plays

Solo: Ryan

There is no peace as we await the bitter end
There is no salvation for the condemned
There is a faltering that I cannot contend
These are the final moments of my endurance

I’m Not Long For This World
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