Strength from Infliction

by Angel of VIolence

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released May 17, 2013

Evidently I am a larger douche bag than I recall... I completely forgot to fill this part in.

Cover photo, Low pH
Get Out! written by Klutae
everything else, is straight up Angel of VIolence.
label; CRL Studios

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If there were ever two people that could take some of the worst possible experiences in life, and make them into something beautiful, and terrifying, Lucid Static, and Sumibraxis Dei are their paradigm.

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Track Name: Fish
Fish

I feel it’s alive,
Burning my eyes,
A light, so very pure,
I cannot go, of that I’m not sure
Pause
Clawing out my inner self;
Carry me, I’m still alive.
Cunning; stout in nature,
The great manipulator.
No shelter, can I seek.
No hope, of gaining the upper hand
No better; am I than thee,
No hope it sits atop my dreams
Break
Gaining a fresh perspective,
Of a life I can not possess.
Moments never lost, reflective
In nature, I find my own way now!


Carry on, my wayward tormentor
Sodomised by the It have become.
Repent nothing I’ve no regrets.
Disregard all that I must state.
Thoughtlessness only in nature,
Greed; is my only friend!
I’m now a fiend the likes you’ve never seen.
Killing just for fun!



















Screaming at the night sky; something
Carry me away, its still in me

Mankind, cannot comprehend,
Those things it cannot see,
This cannot be!

Gutting me like a fish
Stabbing me I wish
Its still in me!

Tearing out the fabric of my soul
Tearing out my tears,
Track Name: Sp3c1m3n
Specimen
V1
Nothing more important I’m the flavour of the week; I wanna be a pop star, nothing will hinder me

I don’t care about the world around
As a pop star, nothing better will be found.

I have the best gear, that I don’t know how to use, my fancy stage props work, if you cant see thru my ruse

“Synaptic spaces gone”; I don’t know what that even means, Im rocking auto tune; who cares if I can’t sing?

A dime a dozen, the lights blinding my eye. With no experience, well fuck it, I’ll lie.

We’re on a German Label that don’t even exist, you try to pull my card in public; FUCK YOU PSEUDOCHRIS.

I lock up alt girls, they’re held against their will, there’s no escape; Im as lame as my pop spiel.

So egocentric, with no talent to my name I am a rock star, no limit to my shame

V2
Nothing more important Im the flavour of the week, I am a douche bag, you tolerate me.

I don’t care about the people in the ‘scene’ I am a god... tho no one can stand me

I have the best crowd, though they come with the club; I paid to play, so its me they’re gonna love.

Synaptic connections; I’ve no idea what I said, tho it sounded so impressive, so it came from my head

A dime a dozen, because im so unique
Even though I get upstaged by the side show freak

Im on a label, tho I cannot disclose, the information isn’t real, but nobody knows

I make up shows, that I’ve never even played, Im a rock star, tho no one ever stays

So egocentric, with no talent to claim, I am an icon, but no one knows my name

CHORUS 1
When I hit the clubs; fancy clubs, where I always pay to play, the built in crowd shelters me from disgrace.

No talent in my body; I pathologically lie, if you stand up to me, I may go home and cry

I try to fit in so much, that Im a chronic disgrace. Always insincere; and lying to your face

I have this vision; I want to know how you feel, I cant except the fact that Im not real

Larger than Christ, as I vulture for the lime light, stealing gear from other bands, but thats alright

I’ll make you play for free, when your sucking from my tit, I need the money, as my sales are shit

I give so little, yet I want so much more
Praying one day to be the MtV whore

I steal the stage when the crowd is prime, fuck you and the other bands because I’ve robbed your time.


CHORUS 2
I hit the clubs; fancy clubs; the hottest on the street, see?
I am a rock star; I make you pay for me.

No talent in my body; I pathologically lie, if you stand up to me, you can go to hell, and die

I try to fit in so much, that Im a chronic disgrace. Always insincere; and lying to your face

I have this vision; I want to know how you feel, I cant except the fact that Im not real

Larger than Christ; as I jockey for the lime light. Just talk your shit, I’m too afraid to fight.

I’ll make you play for free, when your sucking from my tit, I need the money, as my sales are shit

I give so little, yet I want so much more;
Praying one day to be an MTV Whore.

I steal the stage I’m riding others success, fuck you and the other bands. I have to pay for respect!
Track Name: Get Out! (Featuring Leprekon on guitar)
I can’t take this heat anymore.
My mouth is dry, and my throat is sore.
Get out get out of my sight
Get out get out of my life
I can’t look at you, anymore.
V2
I just want to let it go
My breath is hot, and my tongue is cold
Watch out watch out I’m coming
Watch out watch out I’m running
I can’t waste on this anymore.

Snare break
Break after the
“I’m gonna wait and slaughter your mind!”
V3
Don’t let your mind grow cold
Fill up your empty soul
Inside your heart is burning
Inside your heart is rotting
Spit it out you’re growing old
Track Name: n[ICE] Day
Nice Day


Crawling farther ahead.
(Systemic progress twisting the land)
Distorting my words, to hear what you wanted me to say

Calling Anguish by name
(Progress demands you play your part)
Vilified for the wrongs done unto me, it was not my voice.

Screaming in vein.
(progress with diligence, battlefield storming the earth)
The gunfire lighting the way, for a peace proposed to be,
Guns bring peace, not a fight?

No chance, of a pouring rain.
No chance, of a storming brigade, dropping their guns,
No chance,
Of a fertile soil
No chance of the United States, of America….


Standing on our own two feet, we claim it all,
Mind your heads, as your empire starts to fall
Calm this wretched Earth, eliminate all, who stand in my way,
Grains of falling sand, another world comes to be, what a nice day.
Track Name: Fish (Carry-me Remix)
Fish

I feel it’s alive,
Burning my eyes,
A light, so very pure,
I cannot go, of that I’m not sure
Pause
Clawing out my inner self;
Carry me, I’m still alive.
Cunning; stout in nature,
The great manipulator.
No shelter, can I seek.
No hope, of gaining the upper hand
No better; am I than thee,
No hope it sits atop my dreams
Break
Gaining a fresh perspective,
Of a life I can not possess.
Moments never lost, reflective
In nature, I find my own way now!


Carry on, my wayward tormentor
Sodomised by the It have become.
Repent nothing I’ve no regrets.
Disregard all that I must state.
Thoughtlessness only in nature,
Greed; is my only friend!
I’m now a fiend the likes you’ve never seen.
Killing just for fun!



















Screaming at the night sky; something
Carry me away, its still in me

Mankind, cannot comprehend,
Those things it cannot see,
This cannot be!

Gutting me like a fish
Stabbing me I wish
Its still in me!

Tearing out the fabric of my soul
Tearing out my tears,