CULTURE KILLER LYRICS

1. Blindfolded Death

[Lyrics: D. Blow / I. Campbell]

Wasted idols
Words with no purpose
You hold the ability to mold minds
Exploit of power, a position that you don't deserve
Sculpting a bleak future of misguided children
Another generation of breeders obsessed with digital vanity

Wraiths with beating hearts, strung out on legal substance
An end to suffering for profit, no pity
Force fed by fallacy, swallowing every bite
It is you and I, how we see this life, and what we choose to do
It's culture, manifestations of human intellectual achievement

Murder, you've wiped it all away and brought to shame what was supposed to be important
The things that matter most, decency amongst humanity
Exploit of power, a position you don't deserve
Sculpting a bleak future of misguided children
Victim to distraction

2. Path of Reflection

[Lyrics: Dylan Blow, Ian Campbell]

Every second, manipulated
This body is no longer a temple holding guilt
No more living this falsification
As forked tongues guide me along this path of reflection
Holding torches, leading the way
Conversing with the serpent, as Eve once did
I know now, free will is the devils gift
(Hail)
The venom's cold, cold as stone
The venom is deep within my soul
I refuse to continue living under your rule, implemented by fear
Bones protrude through my skin, as do my sins
The pain suffices for now, but only in this moment
Every second, manipulated
This body is no longer a temple holding guilt

3. Exterminate Filth

[Lyrics: I. Campbell, H. Young, D. Blow]

Exterminate filth

Blackout, erase, delete, pour the ink, it's obsolete
It's a matter of opinion in a sadist nation
Your blind vision isn't needed here
Hide behind closed eyes
You are a menace to your own kind
Stuck in the way of life
Stagnant progression, an infestation
There's no need for your bigotry anymore
Your hatred is senseless
My hate is real
Exterminate filth

4. Cloaked in Deceit

[Lyrics: D. Blow, I. Campbell]

Among the life you live is a community
Refining a practice of unthinkable deceit

Donning the cloak of mistaken identity
Rooted in plain view, and some are just to blind to see it
Teachers, neighbors, family, strangers
All building trust
Seeking out the vulnerable to feed into lust
Lurking in the shadows are maniacal impostors
With the main objective of satisfying their own desire
Harboring the images of our youth
There is only management
There is no cure
Never questioning the desecration of adolescence
Without penance for their hideous actions
There is no right, when all is wrong
Immolation of a predator only to save our own

5. Throes

[Instrumental]

6. Justice Through Retaliation

[Lyrics: Dylan Blow]

She awoke again from another fit of his rage
Took a look in the mirror and wiped the blood from her face
You swore that it would never happen again
Those words meant nothing
Never again became everyday, with his rage evolving
You were supposed to love me
You were supposed to protect me
The man she once found confidence with is now the one face invoking terror within
His hands, she will never forget his hands
Her screams, he ignored everyone of them
Tears of anguish
Domestic silence
Intimidation, tolerated abuse
Restricted self worth, all because of you
Suppressed emotions, internalized aggression
Justice through retaliation
Reclaiming life by taking another
Avenging my misery
This thirst for blood is a primal satisfaction
A promise of living one more day
We locked eyes between convulsions, in unspoken resentment
Your shell shed pigment like the leaves draining their color
And in that moment of watching life escape your wounds, as you fermented in your material broth
Exuviating this burden of human existence

7. (Sub)Stance

[Lyrics: H. Young, I. Campbell, D. Blow]

Drown our bodies in poison to make this world bearable
The ounce of hope that we had has been smoked long ago
We live with what we're given, is life even worth living?
Let's just keep lying to ourselves, until we're all imprisoned
Useless vessels
Hollow minds
Take back the throes of mankind
We're all bleach drinking swine
Full circle
It's what we do to cope when trapped
It's easy to run, 'til you're out of breath
When one regrets to serve, another will do
Wallowing in our own pollution
An illness handed down to us, passed down
Genetics twined with loathing of the self

The more consumed the more it kills numbing stupor

These gears of coping, the mechanism turns once more, wired for destruction
Years spent submerged in tar
Revitalized, incarcerated
A double edged sword drenched in my own blood
When one regrets to serve, another will do
Wallowing in our own pollution
An illness handed down to us, passed down
Genetics twined with loathing of the self
The cruel vice excised in me, selfish
Self help when sorrow reaches the stalemate

The recluse retracts to the hearth
A place in which reason prospers

Burn

8. Flesh Empire

[Lyrics: I. Campbell, D. Blow]

People, equivalent to you and I
Abducted from their homes, brought to foreign soil
Poached and hunted like animals
Sold to an industry of degradation
Daughters fall victim to monarchs of torment
Sons, powerless to addicts of perversion
A sick and twisted stimulation of the senses
Corruption, in all it's fleeting glory
Protected by badges and stances of authority
Lining their pockets from the sale of human beings
Vending sex to rabid dogs in heat, acting out hideous fantasies
It's a sick and twisted stimulation of the senses
Money exchanged for appetite
Ravenous and real, true to the public eye

An empire veiled in the shadows

Money exchanged for appetite
Ravenous and real, true to the public eye
An empire of indulgence

9. Hellbent

[Lyrics: I. Campbell]

Forced to murder
A sympathetic bloodbath, blighted within these dead lands
Hellbent
Frozen
Speak it and live it
Maybe you shouldn't
Speak it and live it
Maybe we shouldn't live at all
Bodies piling
No room to bury you
No more trying
No more hell on earth.
Panic
Purgatory
Hellbent, watching you bleed
Carving on the walls, can I call this home?
Carving on the walls, I couldn't stop
Innocence taken from my dreams
I can't let this ruin me
Innocence stolen from my sleep
This cannot be how it seems
Hellbent

10. Inhuman Nature

[Lyrics: D. Blow, I. Campbell]

Involuntarily constrained to actuality
Enslaved to an environment of discontent
In pursuit of transcendence, where death is the only common thread
Longing to view life from a supernatural perspective
Spirits danced before us, as they broke the surface
Presented with formal grace and haunting purpose
Ascending from molten earth, with a hand of guidance, and soothing touch of hands held in a circle
Heads bowed, chanting in whispers
Our voices perished, leaving our throats filled with ashes
Oh, how our lungs blackened, as each word was spoken
We entered a realm of pure observation
Witnessing, first hand, our horrid creation
The error of man's ways was forcing nature to become inhumane
The error of our ways was forcing nature to become inhumane
This guilt rests on a septic stake for the world to see.
Charred and blistered, cold and at home
A revival of essence
Bodiless, watching this planet die
Restoration is on the other side
At peace with being no more
This cathartic escape has relieved us from fate
Finding comfort in a lifeless form
Eternally reborn







CULTURE KILLER LYRICS