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The Cradle

by Kingmaker

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1.
Halt  You're in vain  Where's the joy in this pain? You cradle little faith  Shut your eyes they prove reason Blindness intoxicates What the hell you believing  Radiant  Once bright above Loss of sight  Light never comes But beyond the wrong and right-doing There grows afield of trees and bone  Where branches made of stomachs  Blossom silent souls  The world is full  Unhindered, wishful thinking  Devolving planetary grain Shrinking thru abysses  The silent darkness Now my plain Here by the grace of God? A carbon copy frightened land Why didn't I go whole hog  A briefcase filled with shameful men  The earth is stripped Its gift for noise We are haven-less Oh Pale Death bleed me dry Thanks for nothing my little hell But I was never alive Swallow the pulp greedily down the gullet, no detest We're drinking and drugging  this awareness to death Find what you love, devour your remains Cradle the grave Joy is pain Join us in pain Your decadence, always unfilled  Let me hear them scream  It's like nothing's enough I'm not good enough for me For I've blown down the bottom Of the inexhaustible mine To breeding aberrations  And disease of the mind. If a God had made this world I should not wish to be a God  The worlds wretchedness  Would rend my heart  Thru violent winds that consume shit  Fear not we're forgiven?  The earth is stripped Its gift for noise We are haven-less Oh, Pale Death bleed me dry Thanks for nothing my little hell But I was never alive
2.
All of this mental confusion, fuckin' dragging me down. Taking me places I never would go. Filling my senses with sorrow and woe. Sick in the head, never fit in, Sick of the people and places you've been. People you knew, backs turned on you. Don't know what the fuck to do. I guess I'm a let down, I guess I'm a fucking waste of time. I'll continue to judge you, As long as you continue to fucking waste my life. And pollute my fondest memories, With your constant presence. Empty thoughts pouring out of your empty heads. Now I've grown tired, my muscles they ache. All this digging and digging, day after day. I dug my grave, it's a perfect fit. Now fucking leave me to lie in it. All of this mental confusion, fuckin' dragging me down. Taking me places I never would go. Filling my senses with sorrow and woe. Sick in the head, never fit in, Sick of the people and places you've been. People you knew, backs turned on you. Don't know what the fuck to do. Fight for the enemy. Create sin Making people want to give in Irresponsibility constantly overcomes me. Make love, fuckin' take drugs, fuckin' hate love. For all we know we're gonna die young, So let's get fucked up till the cops come. Sinner or saint, sinner or saint, The meaning's the same You can't get away from meaningless things, And meaningless ways to spend your days just wasting away. Keep singing the Serpent's song, keep singing along. Pulsing through my veins, the venom I became. Pulsing through my veins, the venom I became
3.
My Savior 03:24
There it was, oh the smell As if rats have died in the walls And I'd like to thank my lover  For pulling me out from the dark Life's been swell but that's just it Life's been swell, so welcome to the thousand Do you think the dead truly leave us? They don’t, I see them whirling in pain Off the tip of an icy barrel, baby girl Daddy's initiation, home of the grave I'm sick of talking to the dead I want my best friend back  Put his bullet in my chest instead Oh may I join the choir invisible  Of those immortal dead But taking words of wisdom Let it be in minds made better  By their presence lived Don't Hang on Why wasn't I given a chance And the sympathy that was left in me  Oh he took with him, oh he took with him All I want is this pain to have some fucking purpose It's the good fight till the end But the simplest sin, it took him in Sleeping flame You are yearned  Make night as bright as day Burn baby, burn Deaths knocking all the time Do not stand in his grave and weep  He's not there He's not asleep My intuition creates loneliness  because it's dark as hell to be thinking this much  and my vices, they've been draining my health  here I lay, there you rot I wish I could tell you what went on between  From the person I was to the demons he seeks  But he doth bestride a narrow world    And the secrets we keep remain dishonorable  Today we are gathered in a cult of forgiveness Bring out the coffin, pour out your provisions His lips are pale and still My friend feels nothing, no pulse nor will I wish your corpse was carried  Open for everything to breathe The last of life left in you soaked up by the sun With your wings I wish every last breath in you was soaked up by the sun With your wings
4.
Pull my strings, won'tcha pull my strings  To a loathsome beat won'tcha make me dance  Being never at a loss my only devil was the cost I still stay pissed and lonely  I grab a nail, hold it high So the hammer hits me hardest  My motives are incidental  Just ask my other half; My only devil They tried to run me off Of flesh and blood Let mad be mad with madness I have only three exits; Death or Madness  I am propagated by the sword, and ever since I have been a subject of madness In a moment of fruits and patients The fear of death itself, are flung aside But we keep on keepin on to an orgy of devils, satyrs & brides Thoughts are powerless Rational considerations are forgotten  Seizing weapons Oh we're dangerous and sensible as a mad dog Call off the thirst, they will come And when the cumming gets good  I'm bound to fuck it up Rapture I can not ascend  I'm not done suffering yet Cut my strings someone cut my strings So I can gnash my teeth  Curse the demon that spoke thus I have lost my mind my only devil by my side, He looked at me, said shit happens I apologize and will reconstitute as soon as I possibly can  But your voice just shook me to my core  I'm no longer gentle now a soulless man Rapture I can not ascend  I'm not done suffering yet Rapture I will not ascend Now a soulless man Rapture envision this; I rot into shit, feed the foliage  I have no options and I can't say maybe  It's possible or very probable  No way, to hell with reality, I'll die in music Never so sure our rapture to create The riots in my heart with nothing to be done Come ruin or rapture we all go with the sun But less faith in familiars left me at the brink of hate It's keeps me rotting on this planet till the end of my days My savior’s gone, my devil’s all what's left I could never lose you love or my angels would rest But darkness is so god damn welcoming So let the angels rest and the demons tear through me  You are my deep, deadly, domestic vice They can have there masked death, unspoken disgust For everything surrounds hastens to decay My Santeria, sublime and grace God if I could see you now I'd spit right in your face You can shove my fate right up your ass Because you've brought nothing but pain I'm sick of these voices going on in the back of my head  I hope it explodes out the front of my face over and over and over again Hush, don't cry The world’s watching from outside  Take the grief Bind it to your bones, don't you dare weep Stay silent or lie Because my only devil’s what sold me time Can't afford to exist  Can't go on like this
5.
6.
Brain Burner 04:39
Give me lust, malice and a detached existentialist  Give me rampant intellectualism to cope with all this shit Slow down, speed up  Whatever takes death long enough to change my skin But when I'm gone it won't be for long till I'm back in the saddle of sin Invisible or incapable of love I can't tell which is worse Accidents or gravity my organs, blood, bones and skin I walk were never my first All we are is inherited so fucking toss us to the pigs Its a head start to the gates of hell  Am I the only one, is this loneliness? Knife, oh look folks it's a knife in my back by my own hands Let my blood edge your pool of no fucks giving  Step back, devolve, and mutilate  Wasted and tasted as the crows cry, damn this vulture land Everything's all eaten up, the wolves are fat, soon to be dead Just let them lay me down Like stones that crumble  Wood that rots, we are fragile A hollow shell that we create  We ate the shit we hate I'm becoming what I loathe I ate myself alive, I hate the taste We, us vultures serpentine A loaded circle of defeat We crave the buried meat So we now must eat each other Drug induced western advanced The hospital, it's for the sick So put down my brain in the burner Wasted never tasted anything quite like this The bitter hunger to survive is why I gave in Carnage candy, oh your blood is so fucking sweet It's damned, deadly and bad for your teeth  Invisible or incapable of love I'll take which I deserve And the accident that has just occurred was sure no accident Gravity threw my weight to a blade of darkness to my grave Death can you just shed some light  Of Inherited thoughts, this must be shame Knife, oh look folks there's the knife embedded in my skin Don't take it out just bury me with all the hell that I’ve commit Eyes sewed open to the ground, the back of my head faces the clouds Because he knows I'm looking at him, knows I'm trouble, knows I'm coming but worst of all he knows where I've been We, us vultures serpentine A loaded circle of defeat crave the buried meat crave the buried meat  Give me lust, malice, detached existentialist  Give me a brain burner to cope with this shit Whatever takes death long enough to change my skin When I'm gone, won't be for long, till I'm back in the saddle of sin
7.
My God fucking hates me  Does your Lord love you?  No, my fucking God hates me Particles of panic, Witness the divine crack of God’s ass As he turns his back, you can swallow, swallow the fat  Now I'm haggard but it's haggard in Hell We're all haggard in Hell, our bloods now thin as water Full of shit and I wouldn't put much weigh on it another disappointment, father I'm frozen with mortal terror Engulfed by despair, GO I have too much unfinished business  I'm a ghost that's why hell is here  Whoever said the past is dead  Didn't fuck themselves like I did But my father My father said boy be good  And if you can't be good be good at whatever the hell you’re doing Sunshine  when you disappear let my loved ones know I ran my cowardly ass to the devil To get my soul back because I've lost my home, it's where the heart is  But these thousand dollar kisses for fifty cent souls Got me keepin’ on creepin’ into those holes  Oh keep on fucking it keeps the heart cold All is fear Nothing is love Little wisdom  won’t ya come? This is fear  This is love  Come on Death, or you afraid of what I know?  Come Death, Come Death, Come Death, Come Just one question before you go: “Does your Lord love you?” No My fucking God hates me  Does your Lord love you?  My fucking God hates me Sound is where I lay A silent shame will never pay These thoughts we perpetrate  A bed of notes we'll never sing  Music is a grave Rock and roll's the devil’s pay  He spends on thoughts what we create That freedoms dead Sound is where we lay Our silent pain, oh what a shame These thoughts we perpetrate  A bed of notes we'll never sing  Music is a grave Rock and Roll's the devils pay  He spends on thoughts of fake That emo's dead and we are slaves

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released February 10, 2015

Produced by Kingmaker
Recorded and mixed by Andy Eclov
Vocals recorded by Nolan O'Renic
Mastered by Nolan O'Renic
Guitars reamped by Sam Bottner

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Kingmaker was a 5 pc. band from the Chicago, IL suburbs.
2009-2016

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