Hurt Yourself And The Ones You Love

by Forgotten Tomb

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1.
Worship death - Insult the ways of joy Like a covenant to curse all that is life Annihilation of the pure at soul Upheaval of the sick at heart Sliding down beneath the shadows of these times A vortex to be explored with full force Destroy the body and stain the inner self Bleed for me and give yourself to this horror The wrong side of existence A path to pursue with no hesitation Like industries of hell clanging within Fire to burn all flesh and to reveal your rotten will To wander soulless Through empty days and cold neon lights When tragedies strike hard At the core of wellness Embrace the atmosphere of loss and decay To feed on nothingness with a blackened gaze Blessed impurity to fill yourself when the pain is thick Long lost are the cries that went unheard Reborn into the absolute will to do harm The enemy within me was killed on some cold day Upheaval of the ill will I stabbed the ghost of mercy dead And kept myself warm into my own skin coat Reversed catharsis I sold my soul - I'm free from what once was I sold my soul - I'm free from what once was
2.
I am the king of kings I rule this hell circle King of the undesirable ones I am the king of kings I rule these corrupted children King of the undesirable ones Face down deep in shit A generation doomed by their own old ones Or just by their own lack of self-respect I am the vulture who feeds On hatred and self-harm Unfit for social needs I lead a sickening breed Corruption - Disruption Subversion of the righteous Onwards to deconstruction I am the fuel for riots I am the king of nothing, therefore the king of kings I rule a place where feeling numb and void is all that means I am the king of nothing, therefore the king of kings Born to be undesirable, let the apocalypse begin I am the king of kings I rule these stillborn King of the undesirable ones A legion without empathy We hate each other and it's right We share no ideologies We aren't brothers, we just hate this life I long for chaos, I long for death I pray for white to fade to black I came to train the mob Kill, rape, pillage and rob Corruption - Disruption Subversion of the righteous Onwards to deconstruction I am the fuel for riots I am the king of nothing, therefore the king of kings I rule a place where feeling numb and void is all that means I am the king of nothing, therefore the king of kings Born to be undesirable, let the apocalypse begin
3.
I'm lying here as I listen to the deafening sound Of all regrets and of the hopes of youth being buried down A mental vortex where emotionless I'm flowing free I feel like I was gone long time ago, nothing more to see My days have turned to blank lies Asleep with 2 coins on my eyes When nights became an old weeping blues What would you do when bad dreams come true? Degeneration of all state of affairs I know too well how it feels, I couldn't fly, I climb a thousand stairs Sometimes I dream to travel back to times when I was young So I could enter high school with a gun and shoot down everyone Your days will turn to blank lies Asleep with 2 coins on your eyes When nights have turned to an old weeping blues What will you do when bad dreams come true? Expectations of loved ones, friends and society shattered to pieces My mercy is the opposite of all that you mean with your blind worship and teachings Your children will rise and get rid of your delusional ways of deceit Like sheep led to slaughter you'll perish and we'll use your blood to write on the walls: Dead Dead Dead All pigs are dead I know the sickness I achieved cannot be undone I glorify the horror of it all, the monster I've become The demise of your well-being is my reason to breathe I'll ruin your progeny, the only promise I can keep Your days will turn to blank lies Asleep with 2 coins on your eyes When nights have turned to an old weeping blues What will you do when bad dreams come true?
4.
The will to hurt and deny The will to watch you cry The will to make someone die The will to hurt and deny The will to embrace your own end The will to betray your friend The will to lie and pretend The will to embrace your own end There is nothing and no one there Cherish the end There is nothing and no one there Cherish the end To hurt yourself and the ones you love There is no one to hold dear Only death above The will to inflict my own pain The will to drive you insane The wiill to play my own game The will to inflict my own pain The will to carve up your smile The will to walk my green mile The will to gouge out your eyes The will to carve up your smile There is nothing and no one there Cherish the end There is nothing and no one there Cherish the end To hurt yourself and the ones you love There is no one to hold dear Only death above
5.
Graveyard dirt and filth in piles I'm the blind who leads the blind men down Despise the icons, crush reality and drag to my hell all your smiles Old dog, I lead the wolfpack on a trail of pain, drive you insane The best has yet to come, you're never to be heard or seen again Got what it takes to mislead the snakes Your poison fails cause l feast on your mistakes Retribution day, these fools complain but they all know my name I don't know yours cause you're no one and you've got just yourself to blame Recurring task on my agenda since 16 years: bring you to tears I'm feeding on your hatred, you should be aware that you hate what you fear Got what it takes to mislead the snakes Your poison fails cause I feast on your mistakes Mislead the snakes Watch all our worlds collide Some rules I can't abide I represent the end You're joining your dead friends Got what it takes to mislead the snakes Your poison fails cause I feast on your mistakes We're hellhounds on your trail Now watch your dreams turn pale and fail A broken toy you can't repair Like snakes afraid of fire you all slither away Slither away Snakes shall slither away
6.
Dread the sundown Dread! A blind belief will give me wings to fly through these nights Cause I was born to terrify your kind and shun the light There's something wicked your way comes I am the one you 'll turn to when your fucking hope is gone Dread the sundown Dread! Obsessed with the moon, when sun has died my sickness stayed Plagued with the darkness within, I know all my debts are payed There's something that's already written and already spoken I'll cast my curse on you so we will be judged by the same token Dissecting promises, I'm left with loads of misfortune A process of erasure, you'll choke on your own pride The smell of burial ground and rotten souls I inhale the foul smoke and taste the glorious filth The ecstasy of demise I love the soft feel of dead bodies I'll fuck your daughter Before slitting her throat and then bathe in her blood I'd like to torture you and your kind Take your family hostage Your wife and your children will come first So you can watch 'em suffer I am the bringer of death and dishonour My mission is bound to destroy your lives Byproduct of your perfect lifestyles You know I am what you wish you could be We're made of the same substance dreams are made of So dread the sundown We're made of the same substance dreams are made of So dread the sundown Dread the sundown
7.
[Instrumental]

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8th full-lenght album of the band.

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released April 17, 2015

Recorded & mixed at Sound Suite Studio, Marseille, France, January 2015.
Drums recorded at Big Pine Creek Studio, Parma, Italy in December 2014.
Mastered at Audiosiege, Portland, Oregon, USA.

All lyrics by F. Marchisio.
All music by F. Marchisio except track 5 (Marchisio/Comerio) and 7 (Ponzoni).

F. Marchisio - All Vocals / Rhythm & Lead Guitars
A. Ponzoni - Lead & Clean 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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