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Eulogies of the Exhumed

by Born Into Exile

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1.
Introduction 02:17
Here's the journey, of everyone that I've ever killed.. Each one of them was inside of myself. The unrelenting pain.. Destroying every part of me.. I've gone completely insane. Can you hear the voices? They control everything that I say. Everything is in disarray.. I will kill every part of me that you will never see. We are going to die. We are going to die. We are going to die today.... Today..
2.
Black Dahlia 04:27
Turning myself inside out. Crawling from this wretched space. Numbing violent desires, I'm going to purge this place.. Your existence is meaningless to me. Bound in contempt I'm losing my sanity. Strangling everything inside so you can taste the deep seeded remains of execration. This relentless savagery will ensure your, decimation its your execution. Buried underneath now laying lifeless. Consolidated with hopelessness You were bound to be my victim of violence. Reaping the consequences of the evil - sewn, in my subconscious Strangling everything inside so you can taste the deep seeded remains of execration This relentless savagery will ensure your, decimation its your execution.. It's your Decimation Strangling everything inside so you can taste the deep seeded remains of execration. This relentless savagery will ensure your... Decimation. Its your.. Execution..
3.
Minute after minute Hour after hour Day after day Wasting away.. Wasting away.. Slave your life away "You'll never be anything" This is what they want you to believe They seek only to deceive.. There are no boundaries just do as you please I'd rather kill you before you kill me.. Every motherfucker is an enemy. Society and its malintent will decompose the last trace of humanity.. You're either dying or dead Living in regret or dying in remorse You're either dying or dead Living in regret or dying in remorse. You play your games and plant your seeds You've done nothing but live life down on your knees. Just wait and see. This is our reprieve.. There are no boundaries just do as you please I'd rather kill you before you kill me.. Every motherfucker is an enemy. Society and its malintent will decompose the last trace of humanity.. You're either dying or dead Living in regret or dying in remorse You're either dying or dead Living in regret or dying in remorse. This Is Our Reprieve No one will know your name Rotting in an unmarked grave No one will know your name Rotting in an unmarked grave I simply cannot die I cannot be stopped I am the narcissist within your thoughts.
4.
Interlude 01:10
5.
I'm spilling over with a rage I cannot hide I've reached a boiling point The pleasure in thought of murder bringing light into my eyes. Sever the arteries of the enemies within reach. Keep them closer (closer) to the edge of death. Praying to exhale that very last breath. Exasperating blood from your flesh. Carving the names of all of my regrets. Making you suffer. Limb from limb. Every inch of your skin. You are the defeatist in a martyr's mask I don't need to ask Living in states of delirium based on terms of bereavement. Do we really need this? These are the eulogies of the exhumed rotting with you in your tomb.. Exasperating blood from your flesh. Carving the names of all of my regrets. Making you suffer . Limb from limb. Every inch of your skin.
6.
Perpetuating vile sorrows We rise, rise from the gallows. Decomposing these lives are so hollow. Carry the torch of sin as they decay within.. Yesterday's sorrow constantly nears Embrace it and all of your fears. Sustain The poison in my brain. It all erodes in dismay. Consume the malice that fuels me. It all erodes in dismay The defeatist becomes free Sustain Until the malice entombs me. Putrid filth spewed from the black of your rotten mouth Did you try to drag me down? Bury me in the ground? You wont deprive me of my pride. Your conceited greed boiled away my fucking mind Yesterdays sorrow constantly nears Embrace it and all of your fears Sustain The poison in my brain It all erodes in dismay Consume the malice that fuels me It all erodes in dismay The defeatist becomes free Sustain Until the malice entombs me You don't have to die to be dead to me.. Sustain The poison in my brain It all erodes in dismay Consume the malice that fuels me It all erodes in dismay The defeatist becomes free Sustain Until the malice entombs me..
7.
Can you hear the sound of my darkness? Everlasting filled with lament.. Sinking in an endless abyss. Tear it all away, rip it from my arms. These visions I did see, flying, dying crying, in my sleep. These terrors will never release their grip on me.. This is me at my worst This is me collapsing into endless depths This is me at my best This is me embracing the emptiness Living in the shadows where it's safe Repressed angst stuffed down inside Delirium has control of our minds. This is darkness coming to life. These visions have become reality Lying, crying, dying in the streets. The terrors have control. Now we all, bleed. This is me at my worst This is me collapsing into endless depths. This is me at my best This is me embracing the emptiness. This me at my worst This is me collapsing into endless depths This is me at my best This is me embracing the emptiness The insanity.. Longs to stay.. This is me at my worst This is me collapsing into endless depths This is me at my best This is me embracing the emptiness. This is me at my worst This is me collapsing into endless depths This is me at my best This is me embracing the emptiness..
8.
I don't know what hurts the most. The malice or the abhorrence inside. The most horrifying thing is being haunted by someone that is still alive. You wish would just die.. All I know is the sickness for a home to which I cannot return The yearning and the grief for the lost places of our past. Nothing gold lasts. It's the nostalgic longing to be near a love again that was once filled, with mistakes and blind rage. How do we tell ourselves we are losing hope? This is what hurts the most. All I know is a sickness for a home to which I cannot return. The yearning and the grief for the lost places of our past. Nothing gold lasts. All I know.. Is the sickness.. The yearning.. And the grief.. For the lost places.. The lost places.. Of our past (of our past) Of our past (of our past) Of our past..
9.
And I've been sitting so low it seems like I've fallen from grace. Open your arms and take me into this shallow disgrace. I've become and empty shell of what I used to be. Painful aches and bitter reminders are all I hold left in my dying hands. I wasn't ready to do this yet I can't get myself together When you're ripping me, ripping me apart. The air around me begins to thicken My sights fade to black There's no turning back.. Now you're gone There's nothing left inside No feeling, no hurting, no more trying to hide. Now you're gone.. These wounds, they never heal. Just tell me that this isn't real. The body becomes a vessel Soon you will greet a new soul You're dying now and the light grows close. The air around me begins to thicken My sights fade to black There's no turning back.. And I'm better off dead.. This is the last time.. We say... Goodbye. Now you're gone There's nothing left inside. No feeling, no hurting, no more trying to hide. Now you're gone.. These wounds.. They never heal.. Just tell me that this isn't real..

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Born Into Exile's 4th album "Eulogies of the Exhumed" available 10/29/16

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released October 31, 2016

Mikey Hodge - Guitar
Josh Pesina - Guitar
Aaron Riley - Bass
Scott Speck - Drums
Michael "Djinger" Hertzner - Vocals

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Born Into Exile Rockford, Illinois

Deathcore/Djent influenced Metal From Illinois.

Djinger Thall Hertzner- Vox
Scott Speck- Drums
Josh Pesina- guitar
Aaron Urnin Riley- Bass
Mikey Hodge-Guitar

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