Reality Meltdown (Demo)
by Infrasonic Asylum
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Human Genocide
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A Child's Demise
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Official Demo for the upcoming EP, Reality Meltdown.
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released 05 May 2012
Lyrics by Acedia Lechery and Brandi Baragiola
Performed by Infrasonic Asylum
Reamp Recording, Airwave Achievers
Lyrics by Acedia Lechery and Brandi Baragiola
Performed by Infrasonic Asylum
Reamp Recording, Airwave Achievers
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We are Infrasonic Asylum.
Our mission: Bring metal back to the pure, dark intensity and beauty that it had in it's childhood, and allow it to flourish in America (and the rest of the world) as it did before.
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- Track Name: Human Genocide
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A leather book laced in gold
Pressed up against our heart
Taken in like a drug
spoken like a lie
when we are taken in it
we don't consider thinking
there might be some other truth
but instead we are enlightened
whats a god with out its man
when we made you what you are
you give us salvation
through a murderous lie
maybe what you brought spoke some truth
on how to love each other
you look down and say you love us
when all we do is start wars
just ignore the man behind the curtain
pulling all our strings
what the divine has to tell us
comes out of his mind
It's not that gods hate us
it's people taking their words
and twisting them to bring them self's to power
to destroy nations
a man-made parasite
eating away at our logic
this is not what they wanted
this human genocide
just ignore the man behind the curtain
pulling all our strings
what the divine has to tell us
comes out of his mind
Though nothing is for certain
All of these fake things
We're just a fucking mess
Just leave us behind
just ignore the man behind the curtain
pulling all our strings
what the divine has to tell us
comes out of his mind
Though nothing is for certain
All of these fake things
We're just a fucking mess
Just leave us behind - Track Name: History Of A Nursery Rhyme
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14th century bells start ringing
the children outside come in with
eyes of a familiar sight
Stretch of the corpse Turn of the wheels brought through this town once thriving
Sing the song of the plagued
starting with the kids stuff your pockets with these flowers clinging at my breath, Cut my veins and call the doctor. Rotting blackened life ripping at my feet and fingers it must be in the air. I can feel it as it lingers.
Epidemic, Epidemic. Someone please call the medic.
Epidemic, Epidemic, So will you please spare my living
Epidemic, Epidemic. Someone please call the medic.
Epidemic, Epidemic, So will you please spare my living
starting with the kids stuff your pockets with these flowers clinging at my breath, Cut my veins and call the doctor. Rotting blackened life ripping at my feet and fingers it must be in the air. I can feel it as it lingers.
These coats and masks the birds
Are in, prove that we can survive
Their sticks and glares will save us
and all will drain in time
And so we cry
Bring out your dead (Bring out your dead)
Bring out your dead (Bring out your dead)
Bring out your dead (Bring out your dead)
Bring out your dead (Bring out your dead) - Track Name: A Child's Demise
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I CAN'T RECALL MY PAST
MAYBE IT'S ANOTHER MEMORY I'VE REPRESSED
WHEN I HEAR YOU SCREAMING AT ME
IS THIS WHERE YOU WANT ME TO BE?
NOT HELPING WHEN I'M BEING REPRESSED
THATS HOW ME AND JEALOUSY MET
WHEN OUR PATH IS SET IN STONE
WE RAISE OURSELVES ALONE!
LEFT ALONE WITH THIS MONSTER
HOW CAN I STOP THIS FUCKER
LOCKED INSIDE A COFFIN
THIS IS NOT THE WAY IT COULD HAVE BEEN
can't live in the past
can't look to the future
can't deal with the present
when you're holding out on me
It's hard to find anyone who will understand me
Can't hope for those to be who they want to be
When they can't find the truth behind the lies
Maybe it's true when they say we're better off blind
WHEN ALL THE DOORS SHUT
LOOK AT ME MA NO CUTS
BUT THE SCARS THAT STAY IN OUR MIND
MAKE THE CHAINS THAT BIND
THIS WAR OF ANOLOGY
COMES FROM THE SCHOOL YARDS WE CAN SEE
YOU GIVE IN WITHOUT MOVING AN INCH
NOTHINGS REAL TILL WE FEEL THAT PINCH
can't live in the past
can't look to the future
can't deal with the present
when you're holding out on me
It's hard to find anyone who will understand me
Can't hope for those to be who they want to be
When they can't find the truth behind the lies
Maybe it's true when they say we're better off blind
SO TELL ME MOTHER
WAS I A CHILD NOT WORTH THE TROUBLE TO RAISE
I'VE SINNED MORE THAN MY FINGERS CAN COUNT
RUNNING IN CIRCLES I JUST WANT TO SHOUT
ALL I HEAR ARE MY SCREAMS IN THE DARK
WE'VE DONE EVERYTHING FROM FINISH TO START
can't live in the past
can't look to the future
can't deal with the present
when you're holding out on me
It's hard to find anyone who will understand me
Can't hope for those to be who they want to be
When they can't find the truth behind the lies
Maybe it's true when they say we're better off blind
A CHILDS DEMISE
