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Ill Will

by Our Last Crusade

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TrP Most songs have little nuances that make them more interesting than most generic 8-string chug Favorite track: Stormseeker.
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1.
Every night I wake up dead I'm drinking bullets and pissing lead Dreaming of a life that I once led I hold the light of creation, and I'll extinguish the bitch Let the leaves wither and die one by one If they haven't already Let this be my torch to bring to light the dark of this world Omission of my species Eradicate divinity with me with closed fists up towards the sky I'm walking through a graveyard where all the graves have been dug up and their bones exposed I left them bare and cold for the world to know the fucking cowards they were, no respect for the damned in their damned holes I took their riches and gold and made my claim to their bones Creeping the caskets alone; I long for death, I long for the toll Let the leaves wither and die Why should the world continue a bold faced lie There is no worth, only disrespect A bloated species hung by the fucking neck A miserable grave for miserable people on a miserable day Let the leaves wither and die A miserable grave for miserable people on a miserable day LET THEM WITHER LET THEM DIE If I fall asleep tonight, will the morning come? If I close my eyes this time, can I trust that they wont open up?
2.
Shade 05:10
Give your coin to the river-man Send me on my way (x2) [Spoken] If it is hell that you seek: I am the passage If you want out of this life, dissatisfied with existence: I am the key, turn me in the lock and watch the flood pour in I want to be struck by leprosy, so the outside feels like within In the twilight of my days I hope at some point I was happy Cause every day it seems to rain And every morning is sobering There's a cloud that's circling There's a fog about my vision When all my days are behind me Was I ever worth anything? Follow the river bed till you find a nice spot to rest your head With the rocks as my pillow I bash my skull in and lay me down to sleep Life is a light in a pitch-black void that only grows dimmer until it fades Here we are in a world unknown; forever dust, forever unborn There's a shadow growing in my mind, its roots are planted deep I want to be suffocated by hurricane winds “Come Juno, feast upon my death; feast on me, cruel one, look down from your exalted seat; behold my dreadful end and glut your savage heart!” Birth, the nihilist I bore the cancerous Birth, the pessimist I bore the nihilist Follow the river bed till you find a nice spot to rest your head With the rocks as my pillow I bash my skull in and lay me down to sleep Life is a light in a pitch-black void that only grows dimmer until it fades Here we are in a world unknown; forever unborn Give your coin to the river-man Take my dormant heart Take me in your arms Cleanse my lungs with water Cleanse my skin with arson Send your coldest flood and make sure I don't survive Send your infernos and melt away my very bones Send me to the ferryman Send me on my way (x2) Give my coin to the river-man (send me on my way) Send my soul to the ferryman (send me on my way)
3.
Stormseeker 05:25
Sickness, my shell-shocked mistress Headaches and sleepless nights, send me back into the storm that I survived Nightmares and imagined fires, won't you let me close my eyes Am I expected to believe, to lead a life of piety When I come out to see the enemy is part of me A reflection in the mirror I do not know I have given up my hope at the end of a rope to show them all woe Let my rage be example I've followed every river till I found one deep enough Tie me down, let me drown, let me seep into the mud Cheap whores and cheaper rope Life is for the living so I guess I'll see myself out Let me sink till the dogs can't smell a thing Close the top and leave me in He who wears the crown wears the bullet to match He who wears the colors has to watch his fucking back Blegh I've followed every river till I found one deep enough Tie me down, let me drown, let me seep into the mud Let me sink till the hounds don't know where to turn Let me feed the carrion, the perfect storm! Death and doom Dread and gloom Grief has wormed its way into your wounds Sand and sod Land and god Where do you turn when you've been running from everyone Rain and ruin Guilt consuming Don't hesitate to love the things we hate Death and doom Dread and gloom Grief has wormed its way into your fucking wounds Born without the will to live Born without the will Grief has wormed its way into your fucking wounds Grief has wormed its way into your fucking wounds Cause at the end of the day I bring death with every step Violence is remembering who we are Violence is remembering who we are
4.
This isn't living, this is silent distress Someone kill the loneliness I feel I inch closer to death just to see if I’m real How low is low enough? Do I learn to cope or drown in euphoria? Walk me gently, hand in hand, into the night Hold me tightly, whisper, sweetly, "it's alright" Just another day in the binge routine No signs of slowing, silently fading The beetles click and sing, and move in unison They bite where they see fit, dancing beneath my skin When you find reality is insincere And you’ve taken on too much to bear Have you been left behind? Have you been fed a lie? You're not the first to lose, you've got no fucking clue Walk me gently, hand in hand, into the night Hold me tightly, whisper, sweetly, "it's alright" Cause it’s a miserable life Walk me gently into the night, from the insufferable light Whisper, sweetly, a lie Let me lay in the corner of a room where the light can’t reach me: yeah, hide me in the gloom Invisible, invincible, too numb to fight the nearing noose Would I be better off erased? Why does this feel like nothing? Another pacifist in the machine Not even death itself can cleanse apathy Walk me gently, hand in hand, into the night Hold me tightly as I lose my sense of time Borrowing years cause this is what it takes to survive I can't breathe without grinding my teeth I can't sleep without these fever dreams Oh, this sweet abuse Oh, this sweet abuse Let me lay in the corner of a room where the light can’t reach me: yeah, hide me in the gloom Invisible, invincible, too numb to fight the nearing noose
5.
The Sick 01:14
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Ill-Giver 04:09
There is no peace but the one we have robbed ourselves of We put our hands together in farewell to the rest of the world Compassion lost in the gears of egoism Breathe in corruption, there is only mutilation We've given way to our own fear And let go of the things that hold us dear Sedated in protest not to feel Where is our conviction? There is only mutilation here We’re all the shepherds of illusion Herded by our failures We're all bound to fail Chasing dreams that will never prevail There is no peace Only our disease The last time I wished upon a star I wished for them all to fall We're all bound to fail Hearts so frail There is no end to our disease We've given way to the things that hold us in control We've eradicated our hearts of our own volition A coalition of cowardice, a manifest of our darkest dreams A coalition of cowardice, a manifest of our darkest dreams We create the things that help us pass In life, in silence, and in death Supplant for our will to survive Who are you when they turn out the light? So this is the woe that we've inherited? And you expect me to turn it into happiness We create the things that help us pass In life, in silence, and in death
7.
When the flowers drop over my grave And my voice is all that does remain I hope they finally hear the words I have to say We were in bloom and now all we do is decay Corner the cowards, bring them on this hour Mass is in session, but where's the fucking herald? The bringer of ill-tidings and savior to the holy Beloved by the many and liar to the weak I am the madness that sleeps within the hearts of men I awaken only to nurture suffering Say a prayer for me Pray to save my deviant soul Light a candle and speak SAVE MY FUCKING SOUL God bless us sinners born to death and desolation Wash our hands with poison so we can spread disaster The sooner we flood ignorance into our blood The faster we'll reach His lowly broken kingdom come We are the preservation of all that is reason When the flowers drop At the feet of their cross I hope they finally hear me when I say We were in bloom and now all we do is decay Abandon this torture Abandon and save my fucking soul (x2) Let the ravens come, let the crows tear out their eyes We're blind, killing the blind, just following nothing I'm not a monster if I am the prophet come I'm not a coward: I am the light to which they pray SAVE MY FUCKING SOUL
8.
The Growth 06:42
[Spoken] I've seen nights without stars and worlds without suns, but naught so dark as the unknowable. As the madness ascends to meet I greet the eyes of hell As the darkness reaches out for me Unspeakable and unforeseen Terror from the depths, open and breathe in the stench of nothingness This gross essence, I grow it from within Like a cyst under the skin, I feed it only sin And let it gorge on the gore of my deeds Servant of the holy Trin, I fed it to my kin I can't hold it back, a being beyond all comprehension The skies skinned and pried, it burst into a mass of flies As the hunger drips from its teeth I spit its rancid breath And the horror comes to cover me Forever, never to be Monolith of Wrath's construction Vengeful terror Beyond imagine I have seen the Gates of forgotten Worlds unbroken By the wretched I kiss the rings of hell I shake the hands of the devil himself There is no blackness dark enough to hide me from its gaze The eye is ever present, forever in my dreams As below so above, as the gods of old return Bereft of life and bereft of hope, I am only man Unguarded by the watchers on the wall, I am defenseless Bereft of life and bereft of soul, I am only death As below so above, as the void now takes you whole Bereft of life and bereft of home, I am pestilence Contagion is now spreading to my nerves, the leper of violence Bereft of life and bereft of love, I am only hate
9.
Retch 08:29
[Nihilism, Pessimism] RELEASE ME TO THE VOID The nausea floods, ill will I have become If there's nothing left behind, then I cannot be found Every night, every night I see no sleep Every night, every night I dream no dreams Evermore the absentee Is today the day that we die? Watching the clock, praying to flat-line Help me feel alive once more What is left and who is left to take it from? Help me destroy, help me restore Help me feel I'm not alone Violence is in your bones You can't deny what you are Defect perfected in womb Here to spread salt and misery into the mold Fear is just the mouth of instinct Whoever said that it's a privilege to survive? Life's only purpose is spreading thin We're just instruments Passed down through blood and generation Mark me down as no resuscitation Signal the sickness: I reject the illness Release me Contingent on the curse of creation No fucking miracle shall be practiced henceforth We're a pocket of shit in a cold dark void All that breathes in the whole of the Earth: a failure Ill conceived Damned seed Ill-giver, won't you send the plague for me No song Nor melody In your voice, all I hear is calamity I CAN'T FEEL ANYTHING I can't feel anything, in this abyss I see no sun: I'm simply withering away I see no sun, wither with me away (into the darkness, into the abyss) I see no sun, wither with me away (into the darkness, into the abyss) I just want to feel at home I have never felt so alone ILL WILL Venture forth into the lands of loss Vent into the void cause no one gives a fuck I am servant to the nothingness, I think I'm giving up Miscarry the product of existence Pray for suffocation where there is breath Cause I am servant to the nothingness that makes me retch ILL WILL Let old age come swift and grant you sweet release (x4) I find myself locked in its gaze, still I remain Cause I am servant to the nothingness which bears my name The cold is all there is and life goes on unwillingly (x4)

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released November 30, 2018

Will Putney

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