Autopsy Becoming The Archetype

Just the useless parts of an obsolete machineWould there be any sign of lifeOr would You only find death?Would there be any evidenceOf a human soul trying to escape?

Archetype Get Up Texas

Father oh father where were you When I needed you Where were you You turned away from the decisions once made Now it’s time to face the facts Because we won’t stop We won’t stop We won’t stop until we’

The Eyes of the Storm Becoming The Archetype

I cause chaos and confusion I put the sky in turmoil I see the world as the sun does I wreak havoc in a whirlwind The wind is at My finger-tips My voice is the lightning and the thunder Destruction is

The Monolith Becoming The Archetype

I stood at the foot of the mountain And watched the fire descend The earth trembled Smoke filled the air I heard the sound of a trumpet Calling me into the darkness I ascended to the top of the mountain

The Epigone Becoming The Archetype

There's nothing I can sayThat hasn't already been saidI'm just repeating myselfRepeating someone elseEqually incapable ofUttering a single new thoughtYet you are ever worthy of adorationSo how can ...

The Sky Bearer Becoming The Archetype

I carried the sky on My back I caught it the day that it fell All of the world had turned black And stared into the mouth of Hell It crushed all the mountains And the tops of the trees For even a moment

The Sun Eater Becoming The Archetype

With resolve I walked an untraveled path In anguish endured unspeakable wrath I am the one who swallowed the sun Who boldly declared the impossible "Done!"

The War Ender Becoming The Archetype

I spoke to the heart of darkness Let there be light I reached into the dead man's chest And brought him back to life Let there be light I am the shock to the system Reanimation is in My hands I am He that

The Ocean Walker Becoming The Archetype

I walked across the ocean To the island of the dead I climbed the mighty tidal wave All other men have dread I alone am standing Standing in a world of silence The tsunami and the hurricane Bow down I

Path Of The Beam Becoming The Archetype

The crooked path is becoming straight* As we move toward perfection That old black rider ever chasing No longer sets the direction We ride on a beam of light On a wave of pure precision Our souls arise

Elegy Becoming The Archetype

Death reigns over the earth Oppressing justice and truth Nations plagued by despair Are collapsing hopelessly into themselves We watch while sanity dies Forever lost upon the Earth Countless souls embracing

The Time Bender Becoming The Archetype

Traversing the infinite Transcending the evident Watch as reality bends to My will Navigating eternity Dispatching uncertainty Behold in My presence Time standing still I am the future I am the past I

The Magnetic Sky Becoming The Archetype

Here at the end of the world* Planets fall and we are rising Soul and sky are magnetizing Here at the end of the world We are witnessing together The inception of forever Time begins to bend And then it

Dichotomy Becoming The Archetype

IN THIS HOUR THE TOWER SHALL FALL!

Cardiac Rebellion Becoming The Archetype

From somewhere in the darkest depths Within the cloth of secrets kept Out of silence death maintained Resounds a voice that shakes the frame Listen now unto the call Like nothing heard before Living hearts

One Man Parade Becoming The Archetype

Behold the man without strength The strongest man that ever lived Behold the end of all things The end of all things just beginning The weak are marching on with one objective Take back the times These

Internal Illumination Becoming The Archetype

Engage Turn out the light Internal illumination And see, the earth is bright With internal illumination The ones who came before Were only looking for decay Forsaking and mistaking What was hidden in their

The Weapon Breaker Becoming The Archetype

This is the day you die Murder and hatred Infliction of pain And creation of sorrow Total annihilation Destruction of souls that I've redeemed Obliteration of lives I created The scars of your lives And

The Planet Maker Becoming The Archetype

I create beauty out of nothing Majesty spins from my hands Worlds take form Creation is torn To make a new beginning New life is My occupation New creatures of My creation I make the things that need making

The Trivial Paroxysm Becoming The Archetype

So it begins And I am surrounded by my enemies Darkness seems like my closest friend Suffering and waiting for you Each breath feels like my last But that won't stop me I've seen the way it finds I won't

Breathing Light Becoming The Archetype

The final chapter has already been written The story has been told In another dimension, beyond the reach of time There is no more, no more to behold See the artificial light now It is flickering, fading

Construct and Collapse Becoming The Archetype

These are the times that try men's souls In this the age of obscurity The world awaits its own demise and all creation cries out Unleash your devastation Like a pestilence throughout the land Bring utter

Necrotizing Fasciitis Becoming The Archetype

Born in darkness Escaped the grave Devouring flesh Now embrace the plague Born in darkness Escaped the grave Devouring flesh NOW EMBRACE THE PLAGUE! Yeah....

Ex Nihilo Becoming The Archetype

The time has come, arise from death Victory is close at hand Take up the sword and follow me Out of nothing into a new creation A thousand decades of despair Will pass away in an instant You and I will

Immolation Becoming The Archetype

Oh the misery of my people I've heard them crying out Their lamentation The deafening sound of sorrow Clothed in anguish They've been enslaved for generations But now the time has come I will deliver them

Autopsy Fairport Convention

You're red around the eyes You tell me things no one else hears You spend all your time crying Crying the hours in tears Crying the hours in tears Come lend your time to me And you will know that you are

Second Death Becoming The Archetype

The flame always fades. The warmth never lasts. And the freezing grip of death is at my throat again. Consumed by despair. My final breath escapes.

I AM Becoming The Archetype

In ages past, I spoke to man Like man would speak to Me I rode upon the four high winds And crushed adversity My power was shown in works of might That My children might believe The blinding weight of

The Resonant Frequency Of Flesh Becoming The Archetype

There was a time* When we all sang the song of death But now our bodies resonate Our living souls reverberate The music of eternal light

Autopsy Zao

do I try to speak and words stop short of my tongue They make their way back to my thoughts Still crafted by a still soul I move my eyes around trying to find a place to rest I can't see it but I feel the

Endure Becoming The Archetype

This life is an open wound that will not heal I cry out to God with all of my strength Desperately I reach for Him in the night This misery keeps my eyes from closing Keeps my mouth from being able to

Into Oblivion Becoming The Archetype

It hurts to see you live your life Revolving around death And to see your heart When I can't see your face so far away One foot in front of the other Step to the right Time has it's way and I'll be right

Beyond Adaption Becoming The Archetype

I bear these scarsA constant reminder of my own inadequacyI've held everything and nothing all at onceAnd all at once been altogether brokenBut even scars fade with timeOnly You remainAnd my determ...

No Fall Too Far Becoming The Archetype

My heart has never been enough Breathing just barely gets me by For a time the consequences Of being human won't be undone by human hands I turn my head and see it all falling apart But you're still here

Autopsy Maze

기억이 없이는 복수도 없고 망각이 없이는 용서도 없네 넋없이 덧없이 힘없이 끝없이 넋없이 덧없이 힘없이 끝없이

Seeds Of The Doomed Autopsy

Strangled daylight fading soon I'll crawl out To whisper to the bones I've scattered about Arranging the bones The bones on the moor Seeds of the doomed So perfect they are We draw closer every time when

Macabre Eternal Autopsy

We the diseased have taken your world And thrown it to darkness and plague The stench of malaise is alive in the air Forever by horror enslaved Gone is the time when the sky was not black Before the structures

Bridge Of Bones Autopsy

I didn't find this place it called to me A reeking from the other side of stone Underground in hiding as I was Was that a whisper But I'm here alone There lay a hole in the ground A hidden portal in the

Bludgeoned And Brained Autopsy

Explosive violence Explosive pain Armageddon of flesh Bludgeoned and brained The beating the beating So savage and true Pummeled skull splitting With brains leaking through Again and again The blows are

Born Undead Autopsy

Aftermath of the deathly plague Corpses once dormant now arise Wreckage in the world above No one sane left alive Experiments in the ground below Hidden from the rotting land Depravity and swarming lust

Robbing The Grave Autopsy

"It's love of the dead Arising from her sleep To the sweet smell of decay Lying in a coffin Dead flesh she craves There's kissing, of course, caressing, Blood drinking, the smell, the attraction Morbid

Blackness Within Autopsy

"Thriving on the hate that burns within my soul Eyes rolled back with sheer disgust my heart is black I have no home except the dark which is my mind The downing of my life (Your Death) is cold Swarming

Meat Autopsy

"Let Us Feast The smell of cooked flesh Last scent of sweet death Peeled from the bone of the kill I sink my teeth in I tear the steaming flesh The blood runs down my throat Desecrating what was once alive

Deliver Me From Sanity Autopsy

Haunted by reality I cannot bear the pain Called by unearthly screaming Sickened by the sane Deliver me from sanity My eyes have seen to much The very skin around my bones Is horrid to the touch A tortured

Hole In The Head Autopsy

"Repulsive parasites feeding on your mind Shrieking demons Within your skull they fly See the colors so bright and brilliant The hunger starts It's brain matter you want Voices so twisted command you Don't

Hand Of Darkness Autopsy

The eye of darknes is in my hand Seduced by terror you'll understand My fingers probe your blackened mind Sadistic reaping of humankind Take my hand of darkness It will lead you to the door The casket

Sewn Into One Autopsy

Sunken eyes deformed brain Brilliant madman beyond deranged Hidden away amongst the trees Echoes of tormented pleas Menacing thunder erupts in the skies Innocent idiots soon face demise Panicked and soaked

Always About To Die Autopsy

Under the sign of a skull faced moon We rise from abysmal embryotic doom Existence as torment yet locked in a grave A sick fragile cycle from which no one is saved Made to be feared this reaping scythe

Voices Autopsy

what to do Right now they're telling me to kill you Yesterday I loved you Today I want you dead Beat you, decapitate you Freeze your severed head My family didn't understand me When I told them why I do the

Dead Hole Autopsy

"I have been there again My bare feet caked with mud Stench of the grave rising from my aching groin I have been to her again I have been in her again!!!!