SUFFOCATION LYRICS
Souls To Deny (2004)
1. Deceit
2. To Weep Once More
3. Souls To Deny
4. Surgery Of Impalement
5. Demise Of The Clone
6. Subconsciously Enslaved
7. Immortally Condemned
8. Tomes Of Acrimony
1. Deceit
For many years I put my trust in you
Perceiving the vows I took that were true
Only to learn all had been lost to you
To search for meanings not truly there
Answers to questions only bring despair
Distractions down the path of our lives
Unforgiving
Was there a point to nine years we had
Selfish thoughts leave you undesireable
Part of me was severed that very day
In the wake of confusion I search, looking
For the answers to questions only reveal
2. To Weep Once More
Sorrow fills my weeping eyes
Plauge and famine revived
Reaping the benefits of life's tomb
Insolent your fate
To weep once more
To seal our fate, look at what we've done
to this holy place
Fought through the centuries of time
Religious undertones befall the earth
A god of everlasting peace
Yet lives are lost to you
Is there such a place as this
Supposed equality amongst all beings
To serve the allmightly one
Plauge... another tool of demise
Thin the weak and feeble to die
Father, why have you forsaken me
The child that sits upon your cross
Molest the innocence to quench the thirst
Representing the church an unholy curse
Brought before judgement the eyes of hypocrisy
An unfitting place this must be
Sorrow fills my weeping eyes
Plauge and famine revived
Reaping the benefits of life's tomb
Insolent your fate
To weep once more
To seal our fate, look at what we've done
to this holy place
Contrived a plan for all to die
Mislead to believe your lies
Does this not seem too harsh
Slaughtering the lambs that are lost
Famine... another tool of demise
Starving the innocent left to die
Father, why have you forsaken me
3. Souls To Deny
Souls, souls to deny
Oppressed to a promised place
To desire a place for you to die, unbeknownst to you thoroughly denied.
Expectations of a fruitful way to live, ungodly not to be achieved by you.
Evil lies, death denied
cursed to walk this pitiful existence
To be taught a certain way to be,
let down by the powers consuming me
Souls, souls to deny
Oppressed to the promised place
God has abandoned you pain and misery a gift to you.
How do I deserve all this despite this unholy place
Infliction of desires purging thoughts realized
Souls, souls to deny
Oppressed to a promised
4. Surgery Of Impalement
To dissect the mind impaled of visions a delusional
state from which one neglects
Incise the flesh with delicate precision
as to not disrupt such artistry
To dominate a feild of iniquity undeserving of many.
One must realize a painful demise deeds of tranquility.
Inflicting misery, an instrument of morbidity thrust deep on you.
Conflicted desires will transpire justify what's right.
Impaled upon a structure dear to you
Blood soaked hands drip insistently
Organs deemed venemous to you
Surgery of impalement
The blood drips from my hands
Your flesh is warm upon my face
Impaled with a collection of sickness
To desire that what you recieve
Impaled upon a structure dear to you
Blood soaked hands drip insistently
Organs deemed venemous to you
Surgery of impalement
5. Demise Of The Clone
Damn the forgotten seeds
inbred as a slave to habitual needs
Souls consumed.
Denied a response from a lifeless tomb
Precious births
Destruct to a plauge that infects the earth
now regret the spawn unnurtured
and feared to be dead by dawn
Curse the consumed, born a salve
reformed a distorted spawn of a masochist
Deformities cripple and mold
So you breathe but don't exist
Internally decompose,
skin erodes and exposes the skeletons
damn the genes incestuously cloned
to prey upon the innocent.
Impotent, world demise
Incarnate sacrifice
feeble breed disposed in a world disowned
Demise of the Clone
Genocidal fate I impose, will reign upon you
those who mourn fear for their own,
mentally enslaved and subdued
Landlords of the killing feilds,
reuse plots of the decomposed
Tombstones don't identify,
A graveyard of the dormant souls
Mass catacombs, putrefied lie beneath
The uncivilized, disturbed and the weak
under tyrants rule
you cripple all under one throne of bones
Demise of the clone
Limitless, fiend to numb lets you breath but don't exist
Labeled invalid your thoughts are consumed.
Disposed, distorted, reformed a pawn
in the face of doom.
Internally decompose, skeletal image protrudes
as your skin erodes
Die succumb to the fate of your own
Demise of the clone
Insolent fool weak and retooled
Born to society's mold
Disrupting the order put in place what a dismal disgrace
Besiege the innocent
Reduced to ashes a clone reborn
from the face of doom consume
Impotent, world demise
Incarnate sacrifice
feeble breed disposed in a world disowned
Demise of the Clone
6. Subconsciously Enslaved
Impure thoughts provoke my mind,
undeniable deeds I implore
Sickness helps fill the void, I feel I must react
Is it me am I alone
Is it me am I alone
Why do I think this way have I been pushed to far
Nothing makes sense to me really what does it all mean
Is it me am I alone
Is it me am I alone
I feel I must release frustrations on the weak
Inconceivable accomodations
creep in my deviant thoughts
Visions of devoured flesh
sift through the awakened mind
How would it feel to rip you in half
To relinquish the mind may invoke a path
Destined to bring oneself closer to the truth
To deny these thoughts may rid you of insanity
To taste the flesh that consumes you
Subconsiously Enslaved
Death is
So close
Can You
Feel it
Is it me am I alone
Is it me am I alone
Is it me am I alone
Is it me am I alone
I feel the pain
Flooding the gates
Open the mind
Release the insane
Snapping the chains
To pick the lock
Awaken thyself and release the hate
7. Immortally Condemned
To walk amongst the dead
plauged by an undeniable thirst for blood.
Stained by an immortal suffering given to you.
Acceptance from your kind
is only a temporal solution to your misery.
Transcending time haunts your very existence visions
of events are forever imbedded in your mind.
For you are never allowed to sleep eternally.
Countless prey have satisfied your hunger.
Intoxicated with the essence of life
blood tastes so sweet
The lives of many course through your veins.
To live off the lives of others seems morbid.
But to you they are only a source of food
Blood splatters as you bite deep and hard
Draining every once of liquid.
A lifeless corpse falls to the ground.
As you stand before the waste you create.
A path walked time and time again.
Has darkened the emotionless heart.
To deny the pleasures of feelings
To feel one would certainly starve to death.
But how ironic since death does not become you.
As you sit amongst the bones of judgement
contemplating your role.
You are never ending drawn out
to oversee the mistrials
And demise of others
A prisoner of your own prison
Immortally condemned to you
Why does this have to be?
Immortally condemned to you
Why does this have to be?
8. Tomes Of Acrimony
Etched within the centuries,
bequeathed upon the generations
Litanies guide the baneful,
serve the scourge of enmity
Inheritants taught nothing less
than absolute superiority
Resurrecting what time has seen, pontificating savagery
Echoes of ignorance
Scrolls of hatred and prejudicial idolatry
Words of malice scald the culture while raping society
Spoken tales defile all purity
History enshrines the absurd
Forced to relive the insanity relive
Revert the passages of time, unearth archaic ways
Reset epoch's once dispersed, enslave rationality
Exhibit the bleeding of man's ancient wounds
Share this misguided pain,
conjure the demons of the past
Defy, fall to no demigod
Blasphemous their theologies
Inquisitions punish sinners, justify the genocide
Cleanse the bastards, slay the torrid,
rid the land of stained skin
Words of insolence ordain the future
Plauge the seed of morality
Behold.....the tomes of acrimony
Coercion steers domination, campaign segregation
One feasts the victors fruits,
serfs gorge the ample dirt
Last gasps, stifled by the blood
of intolerance's wrath
Defy, beseech no demigod
Subordinate, all distant creeds
One creator to punish sinners, capitulate genocide
Denounce the bastards, slay the torrid,
slay all sons of stained skin
Words of ignorance defend no logic
Fuel the flames of idiocy
Behold.....the tomes of acrimony
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