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Deadweight Undertow

by Order of Chaos

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1.
DEAD ON ARRIVAL Stand dead and bloated, When nothing is goaded, All hope is corroded En masse and faceless, Increasingly brainless, Where pain becomes painless Stand dead and bloated, When nothing is goaded, All hope is corroded En masse and faceless, Increasingly brainless, Where pain becomes painless But who’s to tell ? The bricks and the mortar of submissive whims Through thickened black water, the joke’s wearing thin The insult to injury without an end Cult of extremities, submerged within Inside out and backwards, keep running the marathon Lights out in the darkness-Autopilot mode The leash and the blindfold where decadence grins Locked in its stronghold where compulsion wins The fear we are worshipping to save face again Cult of extremities, submerged within Dead on arrival, autopilots dead on arrival Dead on arrival, autopilots dead on arrival Inside out and backwards, keep running the marathon Lights out in the darkness-Autopilot mode
2.
NO PASSION TO THE GRIND One submissive circle giving all Not one raising a voice from within Over the din of his own crowd And the burning question remains Where have all the individuals gone ? new swarms do not sell out they ‘buy in’ to the myth STILL Not loud enough STILL Not fast enough STILL Not tech enough But where’s the passion ? No passion to the grind Ape whats come before and nothing more Why battle to be heard Above an ocean of distorted influence Tip the hat with your own voice / move forward Pass the baton or shine the light ahead Step by step assimilation Until a house of mirrors remain Or riff by riff regeneration Roll and check sound direct from the source
3.
Fail me not 03:18
FAIL ME NOT Eyes to see, fail me not Pay no attention yet water that seed Groundless assumptions so behind the times Curse them in safety yet smile as they pass The gnawing like hunger to fulfil its need All open season no reason nor rhyme Courting the cesspool yet harbour the crass The storage of hatred in arrogance breeds No surprise towing the ignorant line Remodel viewpoints an arduous task We all bleed the same colour We all share the same fate No movement beyond this old skin thick vision Refuse to acknowledge were one and the same Prejudice flying thick and fast from all sides To run with the pack, the most easy decision Incite the divide and still fan the flames Raise double standards and swim in its tide Dictate the dogma then hurl the derision Pass down the judgement and hand out the blame Jingoists ` blindfold the misuse of pride We all bleed the same colour We all share the same fate Ears to hear, fail me not Close your mind/ Close your eyes/ Close your heart And throw the first stone Stand that stance/ Run in packs/ Mind is blank Syphoned from hate clones
4.
SHADOW SAVIOURS Throw more bait Go chase faith Crawling forever more Blank mind states Love these chains Stay on your knees today Walking the line of fire All just to be a martyr This death wish desire Hurdles the juxtapose Bring that blood to boil Illuminates your foil In shadow saviours You vomit this bile Hide these stains Scrub the guilt Keep up appearances Who made who? Cleanse the pain Bowing your life away Towing the sheperd line And all is doing fine Blindfolded, running blind Into the devils arms Not all just black and white Good and evil, wrong or right Choosing fear over love You vomit this bile Bowing your life away Stay on your knees today Living your life afraid Your living god is denied
5.
HAND OVER FIST Head straight to the source… Scape goat the fervour, Hand over fist Sweet ignorant bliss Cut throat to a cleaver, Hand over fist The longest list whittled down one by one Logical, safety first habituate Sacred held separate Inside out, lost yet found, all is none The archaic reverberates Scape goat the fervour, Hand over fist Sweet ignorant bliss Cut throat to a cleaver, Hand over fist The upside dismissed Intuit Resonance deep inside Lucid Symmetry broken down Left and right, Embrace the paradox Reconcile the opposites Boiling over in the shadow of reason they burn Day in, day out Night in, night out Week in, week out Month in, Month out Year in, Year out Never starting, never ending Fuck that rigmarole Still we persist going hand over fist Head over heels and hand over fist The more we resist, going hand over fist Feet in mouth and hand over fist Scape goat the fervour, Hand over fist Sweet ignorant bliss Cut throat to a cleaver, Hand over fist The upside dismissed
6.
DEADWEIGHT UNDERTOW Cast adrift when land hope is low A deadweight capsized upon fathomless depths Followed the hollow into the undertow Against the current, blind and barely afloat Husk of a former vessel In uncharted waters Call of the sirens A shipwreck waiting to happen Drowning inside a treacherous tide Not even this armada of song Can secure a safe passage to the shore Wretchedness in waves Engulfed by the ebb In the arms of Poseidon This Lockjaw silence These Abyssal zones that blacken No turning back Deadweight undertow Taint these blue eyes black Going under farther than ever before Search the darkness to shed some light
7.
Home 03:10
HOME Try to ride this tide Breathe deep and let this pass Imbalanced inside Mirrored eyes shine true Motion fatigue kills Homesick to the very gills Close quartered transit grind No handbrake freight train mind Outward diplomat spent Resentment come to a head Collision imminent Resolve put to the test Burn it down then return to zero Burn it down Try to sleep this off Exhale the dull stomach pains Forward motion we cant stop Holding on all in vain Onward through consistent blur Bitter peace spits the slur One long road without relent Mind and body, warped and bent Bring this all down Burn it all down Take it all down Break it all down returning home no shame to walk away Live to slay another day Admit to mistakes I’m coming home
8.
losing limbs 03:24
LOSING LIMBS Undertone the bitter especially in times of grace Social salamander cut your nose to spite their face Malignant relations always on the verge of collapse These threats of amputation that never took place ( it never took place ) Stave off them open lines, suture up the past A cowards way to ligature, forever losing limbs ( I just cannot face the mistake ) A glutton for punishment every time the smoke clears Severe all ties to the lies that stick inside your mind Like shit to a blanket, so soon to fuckin ' prolapse Crawling back to the liar's pack in blissful denial Can't change tack to counter act a worldview defiled ( some one hear this last cry for help ) On ice wearing ever thin, forever losing limbs Lost.... Backed into a corner.... Bound Undertone the bitter especially in times of grace Social salamander cut your nose to spite their face Malignant relations always on the verge of collapse These threats of amputation that never took place ( it never took place )
9.
SMOKE AND MIRRORS Disguise Swift about face Prone to make the same mistakes Muscle memory aches Time and again Burnt by this same old flame Just another glutton for pain Grandstand above the smoke and mirrors Throw the spotlight inside In hindsight the vision so much clearer Lessons learnt in mind at all times Disguise As we give chase To a vice that took our place The price of illusions taste Time and again The enemy that we befriend Filtered through a blinkered lens Attempt to fool all with the smoke and mirrors Perfect in every way Cast the lime light up upon the favoured And mask the rotten soil that you tend That you tend Completely entranced by disambiguation Fraudulent distorted reflections The new reality Grandstand above the smoke and mirrors Throw the spotlight inside In hindsight the vision that much clearer Lessons learnt in mind at all times At all times
10.
My war 03:43
MY WAR My war you're one of them You say that you're my friend But you're one of them You don't want to see me live You don't want me to give 'cause you're one of them My war you're one of them You say that you're my friend But you're one of them I might not know what a friend is All I know is what you're not 'cause you're one of them My war you're one of them You say that you're my friend But you're one of them I have a prediction, it lives in my brain It's with me every day, it drives me insane I feel it in my heart, that if I has a gun I feel it in my heart, I'd wanna kill some I feel it in my heart, the end will come Come on!! My war you're one of them You say that you're my friend But you're one of them Tell me that I'm wrong Try to sing me your ego song You're one of them My war you're one of them You say that you're my friend But you're one of them My war.
11.
PRIMROSE PATH Po faced whores drain your force Leech true light, rob you blind Drag you down where they crawl They build you up to tear you down You've let this boil now cast it out Why feed on fear just go to ground From the next day forward... With our enemies were waltzing hand in hand across the land Backsteppin' the dark fantastic on the primrose path Gift horse lied out its mouth Blood shot eyes, mind goes south Back down there on all fours Point them out curse their name Aim this hate shift the blame Naught but one and the same Pull this day backwards... Round and round we thrust This hedonistic crux In not one we trust Is this vicious cycle how we roll ? With our enemies were waltzing hand in hand across the land Backsteppin' the dark fantastic on the primrose path To the tune of the Moribund the job gets done Backsteppin' the dark fantastic on the primrose path

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released January 1, 2014

Instruments recorded over a two day period, one or two takes...
Vocals and solos, mixing and mastering by Jason P.C at Goatsound
studios, Melbourne Australia.

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Order of Chaos Melbourne, Australia

Evan Coops - Guitar, backing vocals
Terry Vainoras - Bass, Vocals
Matt Rizzo - Drums, backing vocals

Formed in 1995 as a melodic death metal band, slowly transformed over the years into a present day metallic hardcore / death metal hybrid with punk undertones.
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