Lyrics:

Creating images of evil, horror and worlds of deathA genre for the true who strain against conformityIt devastates, laying waste to pathetic corporate normsA musical form so horrible, glorifying corporate normsIt adopted the name of expired lifeThe ugly, dark side of melody in a subterranean homeThe relentlessness of death metal and extremes of grindAre only for the macabre who possess a unique frame of mindThe naive and ignorant simply take it, take it for face valueBut they cannot ignore what's stabbing themAnd for those of you who deny your unwholesome originsMay you choke to death on your hypocrisyIs your ego that inflated that all integrity is lost?Whenever you are faced with your own deceitYour insincerily will shine through your plastic personalityThe ugly, dark side of melody in a subterranean homeThe relentlessness of death metal and extremes of grindAre only for the macabre who possess a unique frame of mindThe naive and ignorant simply take it, take it for face valueIt's all about roots, origins from the netherWho to the spurious who have forgottenThis type of music offers no compromisePummeling with a force that few can fathomIt takes a certain fortitude to comprehendThe heaviest from of music known to manOpen up your mind and let the massiveness inImmerse yourself into the depths of ensanguined songsAbsorbed into a sonorous metal roarGive thanks for the sheer intensity bombarding sonic blastsMusic is a gift in any constructed formIt smashes though boundaries and doesn't build wallsYou cannot pigeonhole the monster that cannot be cagedChronic acousticophobia for those who can't stomach the soundFor only, for only the sick, the underground
Broken Hope For Only The Sick