Destroyer of Worlds Lyrics
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Album | My Enemies Look and Sound like Me(2023) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Technical Death Metal, Brutal Death Metal |
Labels | Prosthetic Records |
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5. Destroyer of Worlds (5:41)
Plead my cause against an unfaithful nation
Rescue me from those who are Deceitful and Wicked
An abomination
Nausea and tears
I am become Fake
Destroyer of Worlds
We are not his image
Creature of blasphemy
Spitting in their eye
Pissing holy water
Plead my cause against an unfaithful relation
Rescue me from those who are Deceitful
Vindicate me
Worthless wicked man
Crooked speech
Winks his eyes
And signals with his feet
Points his finger
Perverted heart sowing discord
Exonerate
Hail on a pulpit of profanity
To the ruin I lead
Invent my own prophecy
Mould the world in my image
Shoved in a procrustean bed
I cannot make it clearer that I'm not a hero
We have lost the world to slot machines that vomit bait
Why don't you use your talent to describe the arcs your feet make as they swing over a pile of gold
Was it worth it you fuckers?
You fucking fuckers
You fucking fucking fucking fucking fucks
Scalded tongue
A tale of woe
Powerless at any price
Divine lips to ears
There you go
Sound like anyone you know?
Vindicate me
Rescue me from those who are Deceitful and Wicked
An abomination
Nausea and tears
I am become Fake
Destroyer of Worlds
We are not his image
Creature of blasphemy
Spitting in their eye
Pissing holy water
Plead my cause against an unfaithful relation
Rescue me from those who are Deceitful
Vindicate me
Worthless wicked man
Crooked speech
Winks his eyes
And signals with his feet
Points his finger
Perverted heart sowing discord
Exonerate
Hail on a pulpit of profanity
To the ruin I lead
Invent my own prophecy
Mould the world in my image
Shoved in a procrustean bed
I cannot make it clearer that I'm not a hero
We have lost the world to slot machines that vomit bait
Why don't you use your talent to describe the arcs your feet make as they swing over a pile of gold
Was it worth it you fuckers?
You fucking fuckers
You fucking fucking fucking fucking fucks
Scalded tongue
A tale of woe
Powerless at any price
Divine lips to ears
There you go
Sound like anyone you know?
Vindicate me
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My Enemies Look and Sound like Me - Lyrics
My Enemies Look and Sound like Me - Album Credits
Other staff
- Joe Haley : Mixing, Mastering Engineer
- Matt Wilcock : Recording (guitars, bass)
- Sam Johnson : Recording (guitars, bass)
- Jack Hartley : Recording (vocals)
- Chris Themelco : Recording (drums)
- Mitchell Nolte : Artwork
- Sam Dishington : Design, Layout