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Catastrophic: "Pathology Of Murder" – 2008

энциклопедия: Catastrophic

Состав группы:

  • Keith DeVito – вокал
  • Brian Hobbie – гитара
  • Joe Cincotta – бас, гитара
  • Rob Maresca – ударные

Catastrophic: "Pathology Of Murder" – 2008

Композиции:

  1. Pathology Of Murder
  2. My Crucible
  3. Splendors Calling
  4. The Messenger
  5. Problem, Reaction, Solution
  6. History Is Fiction
  7. Healthy Dose Of Hate
  8. Generation Decimation
  9. Enveloping Darkness
  10. Apathy's Warm Embrace
  11. Catastrophic

Лирика

1. Pathology Of Murder

Soon infatuation will complete me
Soon to be referred to as a monstrosity
Fueled by tins lust of anticipation
Cloaked in your shadow becomes part of me
MURDER!!!!!!!

Often I wonder if you know of me
I eyes fixed on your stars, I own fantasy
Plenty of time for-fulfilling our needs
Coalesce into one and become part of me

Dissect me, clamp my senses wide open
Let me see my agony summon your bliss
Rescue me, nurtured back for some more torture
Cripple me, watch ma scream for your god

PATHOLOGY OF MURDER
MURDER!

Plenty of time, new I own you
Ecstasy turns into a nauseating fear
Gag at the thought, of what I will do to you
Humble me, make me believe I am shit
In maculate me, with depletion of sense
Collapse my will, as I embrace death
Embodiment complete. Pathology Of Murder

Lifted off your feet, with one crashing blow
No time to respond, the pain is all you know
Burning flesh sickens you, your blood turning cold
No one ever wins this game no matter what they are told...

2. My Crucible

Cursed by being born
Afflicted with morality, enslaved to mortality
Unknowing to the crucible that awaits you
The testament they call life, the lies that soon guide you

It's all a facade
One can not exist without the other
Misery is bliss, heaven is hell
Envy the suffering in my crucible
Condition to except the tales they tell
Bod defeats the sinister, the day the beast fell
Denounce all logic, the bible is a fantasy
The devil is their best friend, compelling their necessity

Envisioning the afterlife, contemplate the other side
Dying is unjustified in my crucible
Are you bound for paradise, or eating by parasites
You missed your chance at suicide in my crucible

Masochistic
One can not exist without the other
Misery is bliss, heaven is hell
Envy the suffering in my crucible
Condition to except the tales they tell
Bod defeats the sinister, the day the beast fell
Denounce all logic, the bible is a fantasy
The devil is their best friend, compelling their necessity

My tests defy all servitude
My absence of faith, brands me as destitute
Self serving life empowers me absolute
Which the mislead fall in my crucible

My intellect will surpass those empty of lose faith
My only believe in what I can see
Higher hands insulting to me
I exist to please me needs
If I dominate you then it shall be
The fault can only lay with they, defeated against my philosophy

You yearn for me to use you
To give you a chance at nobility
The tangible ostracizes you
The cross you bear destroys you

Death can not be born until life dies

3. Splendors Calling

Strobbing laced with terror dance upon my dreams
A pain envisioned surpassing beyond reality
Blood constricts south of the elbow digits lose their feed
Puss flows from the skin bad where their nails used to be

Nightmares sees never end
Haunting visions I can't defend

A mist floats
Nightmares seems to never end
Like cattle they rage frantically
Screams denote futility
Before they die

A mist floats
Like cattle they rage frantically
Against the wall screams denote futility
Last gasp they take, fallen in synchronicity
Before they die, they pleadingly turn and gaze through me

Last dance with sanity
A fantasy world befriending ma

Petrified I now awake in the loss of my facilities
Nausea invades my core, spews the nights morbidity
The scene, the taste of terror, it all seemed red to me
Why has this deplorable torment kissed my sanity

Emaciated faces painted with dirt
Helpings of earth stifle their pleas
Splendor's calling beckons me

Contestants of a genocide
Beaten' starving and dose to death
Thrown in a hole, twist and chum as their souls coalesce
From this vantage point, beauty of this sickening art pleasantly surreal
Arms entwine, twisting and –.turning deeper into the fields
Hauntingly alert to the shovel that stands at my side

Awakened snaked, heart pounds the psychotic euphony
I was the dealer of this desecration
My memories now conform my presence at this ungodly scene
Splendor's calling beckons ma, last dance with sanity...

4. The Messenger

I am the savior to messiah to the soulless face
Face blank though my legacy is ageless
Divide right-now deified
I've cursed the earth from the beginning of time

Sinner, beware
I see every phase of your crime
I will absolve your soul
Your will is my price, your mortality mine
Sinner, prepare
Defiant shall perish as incept shine
I can replenish your soul
Your will is my price your mortality mine

The other they speak of hides in the shadows
No proof nothing to verify
Blind faith insults all intelligence
Come by my side as we liberate mankind

Bow now, I am the messenger
All heed the will of the messenger

Those who flee, from die wrath of the punisher
You bag, you plead, never to awaken in hell

Your are the pawn, the fear of god exudes from you
The obedient lamb, ripe for the fiction that, they feed to you
Who is the to trust, who's not out to exploit you
Glimpse at the other side, a new understanding is waiting for you
Come now, don't fear what you don't understand
Sin, lust, sloth end greed, all in the recipe of man
Beggars pontificate manipulate bask in their eminence
He who speaks, has killed in war
Lust and flesh, with thought impure

Countdown lies must end far next centuries
Countdown they beg and rescind every word that they say

5. Problem, Reaction, Solution

Come with me, gaze into the nightmare
Mandatory to detach from everything you thought you knew
Leave behind your cross, abandon your morality
You will never stand a chance, thinking inside man is purity
Reality is about to become a whole lot me insidious
Your roll in the plan, soon become clear
Realize that hate is exactly what the masters seek
Bigotry is policy, sanctioning the savagely

Present yourself to all to be champion to their cause
Nourish their conviction the meaning law born one side

Religion sad to say
The opiate to the masses
Without this disposability success could not be guaranteed
Society of decent in lust turning meaningless
Each day you awake the corporeal sleeps
Realize that hate is exactly what the masters seek
Equality is slavery sanctioning the savagely
Unify the lie
For nothing is as it seems in this haunted bliss
Centralize the cause; for nothing is as it seems in this haunted bliss
One law
One army
One god
One cause

Present yourself to be, champions of the cause
Nourishing convictions in enabling the foe

Reality is about to seem a lot more insidious
Your role in the plan evidently clear
Pagan laws surround you
Land of the free confuses me
Confuses me I can not see

6. History Is Fiction

What is it became to be, something distorts reality
All known is fact, now appears to be fantasy
What years have taught is all only mass deceit
Designed to twist in prison what time reveals
What's the secret, what be kept concealed

What is the need for this misinformation campaign
Why pass the lie, through many years each century

A lie created to persevere open it's magnitude
So perfectly it's inception, none dare should ever refute
Passage serving generations, integration absolute
Disguising what we shall never see
Changing the definition oа the truth
History is fiction

History is not everything it seems to be
History is in fact a threat to inhumanly

Never would be suspect never would be ponder
If history wasn't what is seemed to be
What if it was possible what are we not to see
History is some how a threat to inhumanity

7. Healthy Dose Of Hate

Rivers inside boll
Corporeal soul accepts the strain
Purity lacerated nerves left corpulent
Erosion tearing through my brain
Years of you, tore me apart
Shattering my threshold know tolerant to pain

I close, attempt to flee your masochistic dependency
Yet some how I still miss the rage
Thirst for anger long for hate
Coming upon the day
That part of you dies inside
The infection recedes

I did end you crowl, strong through shit
Unearthing something of use to compensate
A decency that you said I would never find
The longer that I search no longer I can deny
I hate you!!!
I losth you!!!
Despise you, yet crave you!

Vindicated by the thought that you will always hate me
Never looked into the mirror, too scared of what you would see
Never opened up your closets and wetched your skeletons fell
I can still haste your hate

You tried to strip me of my will
You eviscerated my soul
You leave me tired, besten and withered
In time all memories myst die
Bleed

Healthy dose of hate!!!

8. Generation Decimation

I am positive I nave scene this ail before
Each day that I walk seems no different than the rest
Running in circles, always away with soul
Frustrations crows when I realize that I have lost me way

I have always tried to do the right thing
I weighed the odds and analyze the costs
Sometimes it's good but out numbered by the meek
How can I keep faith when all that keeps faith is lost
Lost is my moralty drowning in a sea of disparity at societies cost

The choices that I make seem right at the time
Someone always suffers for my ten minutes of fate
Tne choices that we make, exploding in our face
Someone always suffers for the race in the spotlight
Superioruty divide
Society of the casualty of my crime
Relentless search for greed

Each generation decimates the one that lived before
Vilifies the teachings of the past
Running in circles always the wayward soul
Frustrations grows when I know I have lost my way

We are the culprits
We are the ones who are responsible
I am the culpits

9. Enveloping Darkness

Screams ring amidst the ashes
Mother moms only son
Parents deliver a desperate plea, for the same return of beloved ones

The real world laughs at your fears
Your exists stands in the way
Stare into the eyes of the all wicked one
Tragedies on the same channel each day

Watery grave awaits thousands
Present for the play by play
Witness the game of sadistic horror
The contestants are washed away

Never scene before the sadness that surrounds you enveloped by the darkness
Glimpse of hope slowly slips away; fate consumed lay madness
Fighting to find some purpose for the circus, glorifies the heinous
Vision of peace grows further everyday, enveloped by the darkness

Enthralled by the images flashing before your eyes
Simulated madness

Lifeless form

Tragedy return in prime time
Violence taught gives the taste of the rage
Eyes intently gave upon the screen
Reefirms us all as reality slaves

10. Apathy's Warm Embrace

Every passing day, I find a reason to mitigate the guilt
Or serve some justification
There has to be a point
Point that needs to reason
How much abuse is one expected to endure

Destiny, with fear you affect it
Infection of fear
Solace lies in the many faces of ignorance

Self contrived tears sympathize with your misery
Diluted from thought, no longer want to be your kind
My universe implodes slowly killing me

To apathy's warm embrace the strong shell fall
Drowning in my sins, taste my cancer and we all fall

Apathy, feeding on desires sublime
Apathy, feed it now infections of fear

Sometimes the dream with a fear of compromised
Manifests itself and slowly controls your life
The prime directive, divide and conquer to overthrow
Overthrow tour senses, vacate the thrown
When you lying in the gutter it's not fault but your own
Expedite the progress medicate the sour
There has to be a boiling point

Relentless in it provocation, all free will terminated
Apathy's warm embrace

11. Catastrophic

I am surrounded by suffering
I hear the screams piercing through the flames
I'm nauseated by the sight of too much pain

Pain disease and pestilence
I can not chield my eyes why wouldn't this channel change

They throw their hands in the air
Bask in die glory of a suicide
I am repulsed by ths sight of to much pain

Fanatics justify the blood for their god
To die a martyr is death and glory
Threatened by the piece that others enjoy
Content in their archaic ideologies
It's Catastrophic

No aspiration of peace
No peaceful coexistence
Their foolish pride lead them straight into their graves
You brought us fear for a short time
But you will never feel that sense of safety anymore
In time you'll pay your penance
You fucked with the wrong ones this time

Your skies will rain fire
Your families corpses fertilize your fucking barren sand
The thrill of a tall, ths rows of the body bags
The fear that you breathe will teach you to never trend on me

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