.​.​.​And Don't Deliver Us From Evil

by Forgotten Tomb

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AASKE always loved the melodies of depression ... I missed forgotten tomb for too long and went into depression thanks to them. bye.
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1.
Deprived 06:13
An endless descent into my personal darkness Longing for nonexistence, slowly holding my breath Down down down – So fucked up and so careless Feeling so close to the end of this journey into cold death Deprive me – Pave the way for my demise Deprive me – I will miss the morning rise Deprive me – Cut me down, close my eyes Deprive me – To deny the gift of life This torment so tempting, the path of the joyless I took all my love and turned it into my own curse Rape my innocence, rip me apart, leave me heartless The only place I fit in is into my own hearse Deprive me – Pave the way for my demise Deprive me – I will miss the morning rise Deprive me – Cut me down, close my eyes Deprive me – To deny the gift of life Deprived Useless strains of sorry lies Worthless days, worthless nights Deprive me – Kill my chances to survive Deprive me – Through black waters let me dive Deprive me – Waste my will to be alive Deprive me – Take away what I despise
2.
Lead us into temptation We are nothing but tools To embrace the enlightenment of depravity Take our souls, take our lives, take everything from us Mother – Who art in the depths Thy kingdom come Thy will be done on earth As it is in death And don’t deliver us from evil A will to do harm To ourselves and to all lives that we’ll cross We chose a path with no way back Let us touch the ecstasy of iniquity Mother – Who art in the depths Thy kingdom come Thy will be done on earth As it is in death And don’t deliver us from evil In the name of everything that’s foul We glorify our will to destroy No flesh shall be spared Join us in the light of Negativity Join us
3.
Cold Summer 08:33
Come, come over me Dark waters, drowning hope Images shattered by dimness A place so full of void and disease The swollen vagina of sickness opens So inviting and warm, unveiling my call to perdition Rotten blood drained straight from my arteries Rust in my mouth, the foul stench of lovely perversion Cold Summer Your sickness divine Cold Summer Architets of my suffering Driving my way to my self-annihilation Embracing impurity Tearing away every piece of my smile Adrift in a sea of unlimited obscurity I welcome my curse with outstretched arms And rejoice Starvation comes, grief-filled sobriety Loaded on angst, bloated on disgusting misery Cold Summer Your sickness divine Cold Summer Collapsing the sane Life fills me with disgust. Life fills me with disgust. Cold summer divine.
4.
Everlasting cycle of pain Reciprocal failure, our terminal game You know, we’re born with a birth defect We only share feelings in our longing for death One more step towards the end Only while dying we’re gonna hold out our hands You’ll slit my fucking throat I’ll kick your chair so you can swing from your rope Let’s burn together, let’s start our strife Let’s dig our fucking graves, let’s waste our lives This angst keeps us alive Let’s torture each other Like a splinter in our eyes Let’s torture each other Please feed from my disease Let’s torture each other We’ll end up on our knees Let’s torture each other A will to disappear No more life means no more fear This cruelty, our addiction We’ll share the nails for our crucifixion Like heroin in our veins Our pleasure in suffering will drive us insane Strung out, I need a final injection I’ll overdose on my own self-destruction Let’s burn together, let’s blind our sight Let’s get to the bitter end, let’s fuck up our lives This angst keeps us alive Let’s torture each other Like a splinter in our eyes Let’s torture each other Please feed from my disease Let’s torture each other We’ll end up on our knees Let’s torture each other There’s no compassion in the way we live A selfish constant search for all the kicks we need I don’t want to be saved, you got it all wrong I want us to share our grave The only place we belong This angst keeps us alive Let’s torture each other Like a splinter in our eyes Let’s torture each other Please feed from my disease Let’s torture each other We’ll end up on our knees Let’s torture each other
5.
It’s like if the suffering of this world runs into my veins Broken dreams and wasted lives The solitude of a million souls Poisoning my blood, carved upon my skin But when you think that I might care, you’re so damn wrong I wish you could live on your flesh The pain that I’ve been through The denial of emotions Euthanasia of all sweetness Aborted happiness, my heart's a shallow grave Lack of redemption, my only prize If only you could see the hell which lies behind my eyes You would Love me like you’d love the death Like if you’re loving Death itself Love me like you’d love the death We’re going six feet under Still divided as we’ve always been A chronic lack of trust in life What else could you expect? Everything deserves to be gone I chose to run towards the end Be a martyr or be a hangman Two different ways to fail at life I know exactly what’s wrong for me But temptation comes my way Over and over again A tragedy I could foresee An omen so predictable My self-inflicted punishment Murdered serenity, my heart’s a graveyard Now – It’s far too late to make amends Fuck me like you’d fuck a man that soon will end up dead Love me like you’d love the death Like if you’re loving Death itself Love me like you’d love the death We’re going six feet under Still divided as we’ve always been Love me like you’d love the death Love me like you’d love the death Love me like you’d love the death Fuck me like if you’re fucking Death itself.
6.
Adrift 07:46
Waging the war of nerves again The silence of the ones who failed I’m craving for isolation A way to stop the screams in my head My reflection shows me A man battered by this life of neglect I don’t feel like rising up again Standing frozen, idle in my longing for the end Pills to ignore the pain Booze to numb the senses Smoke to fall asleep I don’t fucking care about your help Pills to ignore the pain Booze to numb the senses Smoke to fall asleep I don’t fucking care, I feel adrift Deprive me of all self-esteem I’m guilty of inducing my demise My health has went to pieces My joy rots somewhere deep inside Your judgement won’t affect me I already sentenced myself to death Too fucked up to care about life Don’t call me self-pity sick ‘Cause the only truth is that I really don’t give a shit Pills to ignore the pain Booze to numb the senses Smoke to fall asleep I don’t fucking care about your help Pills to ignore the pain Booze to numb the senses Smoke to fall asleep I don’t fucking care, I feel adrift Another city, another faceless crowd Feeling more alone than ever My smile is so fake that it disgusts me I wish next motel room will be my tomb Trust me when I tell you Today I just don’t care if I live or die I hate you all for giving me the illusion that someone cares We’re born alone, we die alone Pills to ignore the pain Booze to numb the senses Smoke to fall asleep I don’t fucking care about your help Pills to ignore the pain Booze to numb the senses Smoke to fall asleep I don’t fucking care, I feel adrift
7.
In the night hour I wander through the streetlights This dead city is as bleak as my existence My senses are numb, tranquilized by my self-abuse Wishing for each of you to stop breathing In the coldness of this tortured life I see more darkness coming I’m fully aware you think I’m a sick junk I chose to dismiss my salvation Nullifying tomorrow, erasing our will to be Counting down the days, expecting the one when we won’t awake Putting compassion to sleep, heading for a killing spree A selfish final exit, the only way to set ourselves free In the coldness of this tortured life I see more darkness coming I’m fully aware you think I’m a sick junk I chose to dismiss my salvation It’s so hard for you to accept What I say is what I believe in There’s a difference between you and me You just pretend, I fucking mean it Let’s nullify ourselves Let’s nullify our place in this life
8.
Radio, live transmission Radio, live transmission Listen to the silence, let it ring on Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun We would have a fine time living in the night Left to blind destruction Waiting for our sight And we would go on as though nothing was wrong And hide from these days we remained all alone Staying in the same place, just staying out the time Touching from a distance Further all the time Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio Well I could call out when the going gets tough The things that we've learnt are no longer enough No language, just sound, that's all we need know, to synchronise Love to the beat of the show And we could dance Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio

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7th full-lenght album of the band.

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-limited to 1000 copies digipack CD
-limited to 600 copies double black vinyl
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released October 29, 2012

Recorded and mixed in between May and July 2012 at Elfo Studio, Tavernago, Piacenza, Italy.
Mastered in August 2012 at Finnvox Studios, Helsinki, Finland.
All music & lyrics by F. Marchisio except track 8, originally written by Joy Division.

F. Marchisio - All Vocals / All Guitars
A. Comerio - Bass
K.N. Rossi - Drums

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Forgotten Tomb Piacenza, Italy

Born in 1999 as a occult Black Metal band, FT became mainly popular for being among the true originators of the Depressive Black Metal subgenre (later stylized as DSBM) with its first 3 classic albums "Songs To Leave", "Springtime Depression" and "Love's Burial Ground". Later on the band explored increasingly wider territories, mixing their trademark sound with Rock, Sludge and Punk overtones. ... more

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