Amok Lyrics
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Album | Well of the Disquieted(2018) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Death Metal |
Labels | Deathbound Records |
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7. Amok (10:35)
Betrayal, sin of the highest form,
devoid of decency, honor, blind to the insolence.
Transgressing without regards
the sacred bonds, union of faith,
Against time and tradition, against blood and kin.
Retribution, vengeance, reprisals, just one step away.
When the time has come,
all shall be undone,
there will be no one
to prevent the consummation of my will.
Self-isolation,
secludedness for meditation afore the tragedy.
Breathe in, focus, quiet the pulse.
Breathe out, control, steady the flow.
Pondering malefaction, callous perfidy,
committed through disgrace and blatant odium.
Sensory overload,
smoldering inside, simmering before the boil.
Breathe in, focus, quiet the pulse.
Breathe out, control, steady the flow.
Corrupted, convulsive, convoluted, corrosive.
Ensnared by rage, possessed, swollen with hate.
Fulminating, justice, slitting the sentence.
Amok
Tristia, mentis morbum, dolorem, vindicta.
End, deed is done, no more cares, thoughts are gone.
Not yet dead, neither awake,
in a blank state of consciousness.
Not a dream. Who are you? Who are they? Who are all?
Memories lost, still no nightmare,
not a name, not a life, not a man.
devoid of decency, honor, blind to the insolence.
Transgressing without regards
the sacred bonds, union of faith,
Against time and tradition, against blood and kin.
Retribution, vengeance, reprisals, just one step away.
When the time has come,
all shall be undone,
there will be no one
to prevent the consummation of my will.
Self-isolation,
secludedness for meditation afore the tragedy.
Breathe in, focus, quiet the pulse.
Breathe out, control, steady the flow.
Pondering malefaction, callous perfidy,
committed through disgrace and blatant odium.
Sensory overload,
smoldering inside, simmering before the boil.
Breathe in, focus, quiet the pulse.
Breathe out, control, steady the flow.
Corrupted, convulsive, convoluted, corrosive.
Ensnared by rage, possessed, swollen with hate.
Fulminating, justice, slitting the sentence.
Amok
Tristia, mentis morbum, dolorem, vindicta.
End, deed is done, no more cares, thoughts are gone.
Not yet dead, neither awake,
in a blank state of consciousness.
Not a dream. Who are you? Who are they? Who are all?
Memories lost, still no nightmare,
not a name, not a life, not a man.
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Well of the Disquieted - Lyrics
Well of the Disquieted - Album Credits
Members
- Jeffrey MacDermott : Vocals
- Maxime Côté : Guitars
- Alexandre Primeau : Guitars
- Fx Jodoin : Bass
- Étienne Gallo : Drums
Other staff
- Maxime Côté : Recording, Mixing Engineer
- Antoine Baril : Recording Engineer (drums)
- Hugues Deslauriers : Mastering Engineer
- Travis Smith : Artwork
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