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BYZANTINE LYRICS
"The Fundamental Component" (2004)
1. Hatfield
2. Stick Figure
3. Stoning Judas
4. My New Casket
5. Sin Remover
6. Slipping on Noise
7. Kill Chain
8. The Devil's Arithmetic
9. Brundlefly
10. The Filth of Our Underlings
1. Hatfield
Help I've been detained
By these mountains that so poorly raised me
Burned out huffing gasoline
The redneck that I'm supposed to be
Fuck that I'm stronger than my history
The pride is instilled in me
In pesticide I hide
These West Virginia hills can't sedate me
Kill your family tree, this soil is diseased
My will is broken
The black lungs have swallowed me
Viva Villa! Long live the picket line in me
You want a war you've got one
You want a state with poverty
Remember 1882 because there is no excuse
Excuses are just tools of incompetence
Used to build monuments of nothingness
And those who specialized in the uses
Seldom achieve anything
Excuses are just tools of incompetence
Used to build monuments of nothingness
And those who specialized in the uses
Seldom achieve anything but excuses
2. Stick Figure
Welcome to the skin you wear again
The weeping wound you try to mend
Liar screaming hollow amens
Your conscience disappears
Each time you sin
New life is a possibility
No one is here to see you bow to me
Throw up your hands to the skies
And welcome the new lords
Of your demise
On your fear we feed
And this is the way we bleed
No love just hate my fist your face
The tears they pave my indoctrination
Your knees the pain it comes in waves
You can't be save because I am the way
Lie to my face not my back
I'm not a stick figure
Three-dimensional figure
On your fear we feed
And this is the way we blee
3. Stoning Judas
I break your bones for the lord today
No physical demons to purge or crucify
Your holy bible just gets in the way
So stoning your Judas will free your pain
I feel so cut off from this godless world
There is no faith inside your eyes
This is the one thing I despise
So gnash your teeth into the flesh today
No fallen angels to call or classify
The spirit of Judas lives in everyone
Our cross to bear is the weight of our own
There is no pain inside your eyes
This is the one thing I despise
I feel so cut off from this godless world
And I am tired of just praying for myself
There is no faith inside your eyes
This is the one thing I despise
I feel so guilty for this whore
4. My New Casket
I'm not dead or alive
My thoughts clouded pristine
A static web internecine
The cutting edge of a lie
Will only furrow the dream
Solders the soul together clean
The poison enters the veins
It's woven into the stream
My new casket is lined with screams
I'm not dead or alive
My thoughts clouded pristine
A static web internecine
The cutting edge of a lie
Will only furrow the dream
Solders the soul together clean
The poison enters the veins
It's woven into the stream
My new casket is lined with screams
I'm never going to die
Cause my world is built on lies
Burned it all
Watched it fall
No elation inside these walls
Breaking down again
Barricade forms within
Tearfully rejoicing
Finally the sun will see it's end
The poison enters the veins
It's woven into the stream
My new casket is lined with screams
Burned it all
Watched it fall
No elation inside these walls
5. Sin Remover
A rumble in distance mechanical whine
So our lights can shine scrape off the epidermis
Robbing pillars equivalent to graves
Tear down the walls faces ripped from their jaws
Black damp inhalers
We incarcerate ourselves in clay filled veins
The hollow drain which echoes our pain
Their is no sweeter sound
Than the song of a dead canary
Sin Remover
Burn away slag
We bare silicosis the fruits of our perseverance
Bleeder entries are packed with intestines
Holds back the dream till it discharges like a gun
Sin Remover
I am the Zion...
Extract our blood
We bleed of black
Reclamation
Shapes the face to a graven image
See the lies
We mend our seams
As days go by
On wounded knees I see you pray for me
6. Slipping on Noise
Condensed debris compressed into a world
Circling star cutting a path of disease
Serrating our future
Evolution disguised
Light years isolate our faces
A sentiment resounding through space
A malignant beacon flickering away
The universal pedigree of hate
An ill-defined race opaque by disgrace
We circle in silence
A magnet for violence
Our legacy a ballistic test
Of minute impact on the face of existence
Projecting polluted screams to the billions
Receiving the deserved magnificent silence
We are the fundamental components
Of our destruction
Nails raked down the chalkboard
Of universal dysfunction
An ill-defined race opaque by disgrace
We circle in silence
A magnet for violence
So are we ready for the showdown
As our world is ripped out of its ellipsis
There is no finer flesh to fall
Than the skin that drapes our empty souls
Motionless a perfect disease
Asymptomatic beckoning the extinction to be
Genetically we are suppressed into reliving
Our historic poverty until it snuffs us out
7. Kill Chain
Live to disrupt,
I live to destroy
As I target the boiling point so few employ
Silence is deadly so pin back your ears
Cause the axis has shifted
It has been so for years
Initiate, the kill chain
Deviate, my life's terrain
Terminate, by kill chain
The soul is the ground that the angels bleed for
If we are inciting war again we've got to stay strong
If we are deciding war again we've got to be strong
We are here, and it's no mistake
We've got to burn this ground, it's time to detonate
Save your fears because their is no escape
And we won't be long
So far enraged
Victim found, fixed, engaged
On this life's simple call
I'm a target to all
This battle is made
With the micro management
Of serpents for all
We don't rise just to fall
Initiate, the kill chain
Deviate, my life's terrain
Terminate, via kill chain
The soul is the ground that the angels bleed
If we are inciting war again we've got to stay strong
If we are deciding war again we've got to be strong
We are here, and it's no mistake
We've got to burn this ground, it's time to detonate
Save your fears because their is no escape
And we won't be long
And we won't be long
8. The Devil's Arithmetic
I... I am your God
Outlast the sun
Science exact
Arrange my DNA recombinant
To form complete authority
Eyeless your father's led
Shameless like sows they fed you
Cattle I penetrate your fold
I desecrate you whole
My own devilization turns inside
The wick burns slow against the side
Magnify the anomaly by nourishing
The hemorrhage of the soul
Adapt to my environment
On passive wills I will anneal
Your flesh is what I mould upon
In time you will conform to the feel
Hammer upon my implement
To supplement my suffering
In time like any parasite
Discard the host after the vile feasting
I saw God in you
A fake God in you
9. Brundlefly
Genus specialized
Could the unthinkable be alive
Double helix split into two
My soulless metamorphosis has begun
Intake liquefied
Solids have no home to putrefy
Gravity lost its hold on me
Now my heart palpates inside
All my organs discarded
Found a better place to hide
Inside compound eyes now gestated
Human molecule
Decimation spearheaded by the proboscis
My soul is alive
Broken down reformed Gregor Samsa
Reflex intensified
I was once a man but the dream has died
Gravity lost it's hold on me
As the wings push through my sides
All my organs interred
All my skin now falls aside
Seen from compound eyes now pupated
Silence
Silence all human composition
Silence
Strength immeasurable by design
Violence
Erupting on a molecular scale
Violence
Silence...
Violence...
10. The Filth of Our Underlings
The filth of our underlings
Shall never nourish me completely
Our knowledge is bending our brainwaves congealing
Force feed the piety that humans are bleeding
Silk purse from a sows ear is what I'm knitting
Nourishing off the fat of our rendering
Hail to our underlings
Our destinies embraced
Surrender unto abysmal weight
Hail to our underlings
Toiling away
Collapsing into a servile state
Mouth of komodo shall harbour our healing
Poisons the serum as our sores are revealing
Hang nerves out to dry to dampen the feeling
Rendering for self-symbiotic feeding
Hail to our underlings
Who knows not to fight
Peel back the scabs to blind them all with light
The filth of our underlings
Shall never nourish me completely
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