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The Fundamental Component (ALBUM)

by Byzantine

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1.
Hatfield 05:51
Help I've been detained By these mountains that so poorly raised me Burned out huffing gasoline The redneck that I'm spose to be Fuck that I'm stronger than my history In pesticide I hide These West Virginia hills can't sedate me Kill your family tree, this soil is diseased My will is broken The black lungs have swallowed me Viva Villa Long live the picket line in me You want a war you've got one You want a state with poverty Remember 1882 because there is no excuse Excuses are just tools of incompetence Used to build monuments of nothingness And those who specialize in the uses Seldom achieve anything Excuses are just tools of incompetence Used to build monuments of nothingness And those who specialize in the uses Seldom achieve anything but excuses
2.
Stick Figure 04:49
Welcome to the skin you wear again The weeping wounds you try to amend Liar screaming hollow amens Your conscience disappears each time you sin New life is a possibility No one is here to see you bow to me Throw up your hands to the skies And welcome the new lords of your demise On your fear we feed And this is the way we bleed No love just hate my fist your face The tears they pave my indoctrination Your knees the pain it comes in waves You can't be saved because I am the way [x2] Lie to my face not my back I'm not a stick figure Pray to my face on your back Three-Dimensional figure On your fear we feed And this is the way we bleed
3.
I break your bones for the lord today No physical demons to purge or crucify Your holy bible just gets in the way So stoning your Judas will free your pain I feel so cut of from this godless word There is no faith in your eyes This is the one thing I despise So gnash your teeth into the flesh today No fallen angels to call or classify The spirit of Judas lives in everyone Our cross to bear is the weight of your own There is no faith in your eyes This is the one thing I despise I feel so cut of from this godless word There is no faith in your eyes This is the one thing I despise I feel so guilty for this whore
4.
I'm not dead or alive My thoughts clouded in pristine A static web internecine The cutting edge of a lie Will only furrow the dreams Solders the soul together clean The poison enters the vein It's woven into the stream My new casket is lined with screams I'm not dead or alive My thoughts clouded in pristine A static web internecine The cutting edge of a lie Will only furrow the dreams Solders the soul together clean The poison enters the vein It's woven into the stream My new casket is lined with screams I'm never going to die cause my world is built on lies Burned it all Watched it fall No elation inside these walls Breaking down again Barricade forms within Tearfully rejoicing Finally the sun will see it's end The poison enters the vein It's woven into the stream My new casket is lined with screams Burned it all Watched it fall No elation inside these walls
5.
Sin Remover 05:47
A rumble in distance mechanical whine So our lights can shine scrape off the epidermis Robbing pillars equivalent to graves Tear down the walls faces ripped from their jaws Black damp inhalers We incarcerate ourselves in clay filled veins The hollow drain which echoes our pain Their is no sweeter sound Than the song of a dead canary Sin Remover [X2] Burn away slag We bare silicosis the fruits of our perseverance Bleeder entries are packed with intestines Holds back the dream till its discharges like a gun Sin Remover [X2] I am the Zion.....[X3] Extract our blood We bleed of black Reclamation shapes the face to a graven image See the lines We mend our seams As days go by On wounded knees I see you pray for me
6.
Condensed debris compressed into a world Circling star cutting a path of disease Serrating our future Evolution disguised Light years isolate our faces A sentiment resounding through space A malignant beacon flickering away The universal pedigree of hate An ill-defined race opaque by disgrace We circle in silence A magnet for violence Our legacy a ballistic test Of minute impact on the face of existence Projecting polluted screams to the billions Recieving the deserved magnificent silence We are the fundamental components of our destruction Nails raked down on the chalkboard of universal dysfunction An ill-defined race opaque by disgrace We circle in silence A magnet for violence An ill-defined race opaque by disgrace We circle in silence A magnet for violence So are we ready for a showdown As your world is ripped out of its ellipsis There is no finer flesh to fall Than the skin that drapes our empty souls Motionless a perfect diseasse Asymptomatic beckoning the extinction to be Genetically we are suppressed into reliving Our historic poverty until it snuffs us out
7.
Kill Chain 05:19
Live to disrupt, I live to destroy Now I target the boiling point so few employ Silence is deadly so pin back your ears Cause the axis has shifted It has been so for years Initiate, the kill chain Deviate, my life's terrain Terminate. by kill chain The soul is the ground that the angels bleed for If we are inciting war again, we've got to stay strong If we are deciding war again, we cannot be long We are here, and it's no mistake We've got to burn this ground, it's time to detonate Save our fears because their is no escape And we won't last long So far enraged Victim found, fixed, engaged On this life's simple call I'm a target to all This battle is made With the micro management Of serpents for all We don't rise just to fall Initiate, the kill chain Deviate, my life's terrain Terminate. by kill chain The soul is the ground that the angels bleed for If we are inciting war again, we've got to stay strong If we are deciding war again, we cannot be long We are here, and it's no mistake We've got to burn this ground, it's time to detonate Save our fears because their is no escape And we won't last long If we are inciting war again, we've got to stay strong If we are deciding war again, we cannot be long We are here, and it's no mistake We've got to burn this ground, it's time to detonate Save our fears because their is no escape And we won't last long
8.
I....I am your God Outlast the sun Science exact Arrange my DNA recombinant To form complete authority Eyeless your father's led you Shameless like sows they fed you Cattle I penetrate your field I desecrate you whole My own devilization turns inside The wick burns slow against the side Magnify the anomaly by nourishing The hemorrhage of the soul Adapt to my environment On passive wills I will anneal Your flesh is what I mould upon In time you will conform to the feel Hammer upon my implement To supplement my suffering In time like any parasite Discard the host after the vile feasting I saw God in you A fake God in you
9.
Brundlefly 04:38
Genus specialized Could the unthinkable to alive Double helix split into two My soulless metamorphosis has begun Intake liquefied Solids have no home to putrefy Gravity lost it's hold on me Now my heart palpates inside All my organs discarded I found a better place to hide Inside compound eyes now gestated Humans molecule Decimation spearheaded by the proboscis My soul is alive Broken down reformed Gregor Samsa Reflex intensified I was once a man but the dream died Gravity lost it's hold on me As the wings push through my sides All my organs interred All my skin now falls aside Seen from compound eyes now pupated SIlence Silence all humans composition Silence Strength immeasurable by design Violence Erupting on a molecular scale Violence Silence... Violence
10.
The filth of our underlings Shall never nourish me completely Our knowledge is bending our brainwaves congealing Force feed the piety that humans are bleeding Silk purse from a sows ear is what I'm knitting Nourishing off the fat of our rendering Hail to our underlings Our destinies embraced Surrender unto our abysmal weight Toiling away Collapsing into a servile state Mouth of Komodo shall harbour our healing Poisons the serum as our sores are revealing Hang nerves to dry to dampen the feeling Rendering for self-symbiotic feeding Hail to our underlings Who knows not to fight Peel back the scabs to blind them all with light The filth of our underlings Shall never nourish me completely

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Taken from BYZANTINE'S 2004 Debut record released on Prosthetic Records

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released October 7, 2022

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Byzantine West Virginia

Formed : 2000
Origin: West Virginia
Signed to Prosthetic Records 2004-2007.
Disbanded 2007.
Reformed in 2012 and released 2 albums independently.
Signed to Metal Blade Records in 2016. "The Cicada Tree" due out Summer 2017!

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