iwrestledabearonce
Album • 2015
Slaughter the children To protect the father! Slaughter the children To protect the father! The blood to water The blood to water Aware inside my body Trapped in a pool of blood I dig my fingers in the open sores Of the ones who've given up I hear them suffocate They are bloated, a waste of life Relax my hands, it's a blessing Their eyes turn up, I force mine down Relax my hands, it's a blessing Their eyes turn up, I force mine down in the hole The gift of death is such a blessing for us! Cut out my wicked eyes Cut out my wicked eyes Gift of death! Cut out my wicked eyes! A gift is carved to hide the markings on palms A mask could hide thy father Blood to water, blood to water Sacrifice like you do your daughters Blood to water, blood to water Their eyes turn up, I force mine down! The gift of death is such a blessing for us Sacrifice! Cut out my wicked eyes Wicked eyes
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 23, 2026
Remain, remain calm! Remain, remain calm! You're overcompensating To hide your moral failing I find you fascinating This is all so fascinating You want no regulation You're measuring the wrong thing No matter what you choose to weigh They all will be left waiting, oh! Hush my baby don't cry Rig the game, you can derail the narrative Oh! This is your righteous lullaby Conquer truth and you can derail the narrative This is your righteous lullaby Conquer truth and you can derail the narrative Open wider, let them suffer Puff out your narrow chest You're the king of nothing! You play real cool Regulator, something greater Stimulate the point of hatred You're king of the void Master of nothing, king of the void You know the deck was stacked You know goddamn well that the deck It was stacked! You know goddamn well that the deck It was stacked!
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 23, 2026
No! I have no love for a lie I have no love for a lie! They are all rotten inside Payment is part of the smile Controlled and confined A predestined nature that sticks It rots the inside, the tree has been spoiled and split Get down to the roots and you'll see that they've rot! The branches reach out to nothing at all! If you get down to the roots If you get down to the roots, would you consume? Disposable! It makes you controllable, if you only knew A falsified icon! Laid down where their eyes can consume you Harvest, your power Devour, your spirit's bound Harvest, power, poison, devour Devour, fragile! Ask yourself: would you be? If you get down to the roots And see that they're swollen with poison Would you still love them? Would you still love them? And if you only knew how they tied the noose Around your neck Would you still love them? Would you still love them? Would you still love? Would you still love? No, I would not be grateful! I will not be grateful! I will not accept the fruit Would you get down to roots? Could you pull up the roots Or would you consume? If you get down to the roots If you get down to the roots Would you stay? Would you stay?
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 23, 2026
This is my mind! It's become inconsequential It's become an apparition It's becoming an affliction And I know, that apathy is, easier in life Practice your subservience and throw away your mind What more could we all ask for? Take a hit and you'll want more No, I won't play! I reject this life I would rather choke than let it inside Hear him calling for comfort In those eyes we are all whores! Blacked out minds Swollen from the intentions Proper socialization, is what will eviscerate us! We are all whores in his eyes You tilt your head back. Try to take your medicine You tilt your head back. Try to take your medicine You tilt your head back. Try to take your medicine It falsifies the intentions of your enemies You tilt your head back. Try to take your medicine Force it open to ingest proper socialization Constrain the population No I won't play! I reject this life I would rather choke than let it inside Hear him calling for comfort In those eyes we are all whores Failure destined Erected by the enemy Erase it all Eject it now Top the chalice No, not a drop is valid No Top the chalice No, not a drop is valid No
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 23, 2026
Stake my life on a smile Mouth is like saccharine Behind the teeth Incantations to punish them! You want the monster don't you? Your punishment controls you! I'll step into the role, reverse the mirror Point it towards you The crime is existence A drop on the table cloth To exist in this spent world My creation is dangerous You're black and white, I find this ugly! My fingers, delicate, can wrap around that neck! Blame me for the ills of mankind I'm not guilty I'm not guilty! You wanna see me swing I'm not guilty I'm taking you with me! You curse the spot All you see is the drop You're so caught up I'm treacherous I don't do this for the ones Who suffered at your hands I don't do this for their love It's not what they command I do it for myself I'm here to purge the garden Lead me down to the river I don't need your permission Lead me down to the river I don't need your permission If you wanna play holy I'll be the snake in the garden If you wanna play holy I'll be the snake in the garden Blame me for the ills of mankind I'm not guilty I'm not guilty! You wanna see me swing I'm not guilty I'm taking you with me! You curse the spot All you see is the drop! You curse the spot I'm not guilty, I'm taking you with me! I do this for myself and no one else! I do this for myself and no one else! And no one else!
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 23, 2026
I know it well enough We are in the death rows I have to call you bluff You need your direction You want a static life And I'm angry! You want the same results Without the same effects Repeat a dead science You beat the dead carcass This is insanity! It's not a plan for me You'd have me accept it Too proud to respect it I'll burn this place right to the ground I'll burn this place to the ground I'm responsible to throw it away To throw it away To throw it away! Secure it in the cold and decay This heart can't cease to beat! I want it to shatter A thousand pieces strewn on the floor They're all around me They will unthaw inspiration If this is doomed to fail I'd rather watch it burn! I'll watch it burn! What happened to you to make you bitter? Too soon to accept that fate Too soon to pull the trigger You keep it secure in the cold I want it to shatter! It's too soon to pull the trigger It's too soon to pull the trigger What happened to you to make you bitter? It's too soon to pull the trigger It's too soon, whoa
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 23, 2026
The static life was not your intention You want to wear me out and have me accept it You try to protect yourself I know you hurt someone I know to play that part I've learned to expect it It's too soon to pull the trigger It's too soon to pull the trigger What happened to you to make you bitter? It's too soon to pull the trigger Secure in the cold Is this what you do? Secure in the cold? If this is doomed to fail Than I would rather burn I would rather burn I would rather burn I would rather burn If this is doomed to fail Then I would rather burn I would rather burn
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 23, 2026
How could every single drop Of consciousness be pushed aside? Brushed under a paradigm Where ignorance is left to thrive Five faces, the death of death Is vital for the preserver Hide your face To take your place inside his realm Divine anger Five faces, buried alive The virus of euphoria Witness declined, victorious Intelligence to finish us They know that they're right for the wrong way Hide your face as you strike a match Intelligence is turning to ash The truth is, you are the assailant Decimate them all Ignite the stake to burn them all If their minds have awakened
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 23, 2026
Was it an act of God That erased our humanity? You're either dying Or you're dead and alone! I embrace the insanity The place where you made your stand It never mattered to them! The man in black transforms us It never mattered to the hand It never mattered! The place where you made your stand It never mattered to the hand... of God The hand of God! (I'm thinking in the end, it might be better) Can we transcend war with ourselves If we think our hell is heaven? Can we transcend war with ourselves If we think our hell is heaven? Can we transcend war with ourselves If we think our hell is heaven? Can we transcend war with ourselves If we think our hell is heaven? Can we transcend war with ourselves If we think our hell is heaven? I'm thinking in the end it might be better I'm thinking in the end it might be better From the hand of God We are running out of time A decision must be made They might be frayed but They'll still detonate... the bomb! The hand of God Running out of time
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 23, 2026
Dying to live, trying to fit narrow Dying to live the definition I won't be conned I won't be ensnared! I won't be conned I won't be ensnared! To tell you the truth, you make me sick! To tell you the truth, you still have nothing! You are violent, but I feel nothing Your entitlement? I owe you nothing! I watch you deflate and I see nothing You're not my saviour this time! No! No point in trying to fix this narrow snare You're still slack-jawed, listless and soft Man of virtue. I will hurt you And my heart is too cold And I lack a gentle touch And I do not exist as a constant to your crutch I disregard your moral failings If you couldn't get it up And my heart is too cold And I lack the sympathy It's too small It would split if I would give you what you need The constant to your crutch If you can't get it up You're failing You can't control the clutch I lack a tender heart Can you function with no backbone? I have no consolation I'm running out of patience Can't control the clutch So soft and slack-jawed My conscience is crystal clear My conscience is fucking crystal clear!
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 23, 2026
This cannot stay alive The lie in a hive mind! Realize the faction won Your goal is work, buy, die Just know I don't want your acceptance Or your forgiveness I don't want a leader I just need a witness We carbon copy For your profit We tied our hands in tradition Unravel the thread that anchors me! Deconstruct the fibres that are clinging You grieve for what's lost I grieve for what never was It always feels the same! I want no part I know, produce for yourself alone That's probably why they hate you the most Existing to suck you dry Take away from the host the substance You are a resource for them to harness I'm opposed to my function The veil is not my composition Unravel the thread that anchors me Deconstruct the fibres that are clinging In the chronicle you were a sentence Destroy the archive let them rebuild I don't need a leader I just need a witness I am opposed to my function Cut out the thread Done with antiquity in a dying system The scene, it had no love for me I don't exist in life A drone to work, buy, die Believe in anything Typical, this life Work, buy, die!
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 23, 2026
I heard you could walk on water I watch you play victim to the tombs Slaughter of a filthy pig! I'd watch your skin turn on the spit But I wouldn't consume I won't infect my body Syllables Invite you to your tomb Favour taken, service To rip out the tongue Let them suffer Aware if their miserable lives Restore balance and move on You grow submissive, unbearable I don't do this for justice The look in your eyes as we consume you Wade in the water A beast to slaughter Wade in the weight, the water A beast to slaughter I'd gladly watch your skin turning on I know you're seeing this through On the back end Set in your conviction, are you? I heard you could walk on water The flesh is rotten Burn till it's forgotten
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 23, 2026
Come closer dear so you can hear me Give me your name, I'll speak it softly You will be consumed Closer Let it seep right through Closer No reason to stand in the doorway It's been so long since we've had a visitor A room with no number and no name So long since we've fed off the innocent Put your hands on the barrier The imprint of the blood Is your hands on the barrier! The imprint of the blood Is there! When you first walked in It was holding you back It was my hand I was holding you back Innocent is better when it's dead And my death is better when it's fed We all float here We're still floating We all float down here No reason to stand in the doorway It's been so long since we've had a visitor A room with no number and no name It's been so long since we've fed off the innocent Put your hands on the barrier The imprint of the blood Is in your hands on the barrier The imprint of of the blood Is there
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 23, 2026
When I was young I was taught God They equated their fear with a real love In time the dissonance becomes believable It is a constant reminder That it grows, my whole life A toxic shadow stays with me at the seams And I know it's insidious In the light still the outline Stays with me at the seams And I know it's insidious Your fear is not enough! It's cheap and it's meaningless! The doubt has cast a shadow Eroding my mind They treat it like a sickness They fear I am not contagious Realize! Your God is too small! See the outline grow The flower is in bloom I see it underneath A shadow sings to me That it grows my whole life A toxic shadow stays with me at the seams And I know it's insidious In the light still the outline Stays with me at the seams And I know it's insidious! It's insidious I know it's insidious Rip out all the seams Let it breathe Fear is not the same thing Your God is too small! There's blood on the pages Right where his name is
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 23, 2026
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