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1. |
(death)
05:07
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Instrumental
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2. |
Scene One, Denial
06:26
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I am a witness
to the open gates of Hell.
(Why won’t you just wake up?)
The world melts away
in a river of your blood.
(Somebody, please help me!)
Have I entered
the realm of deceit?
Are you the image of God,
or the shadow of Death?
Desperate, I pray
that the gates are not the end.
(Why won’t you just wake up?)
Desecrated, trust betrayed,
what signs did I fail to see?
(Somebody please help me!)
This is a purgatory,
an endless prison,
with bars made of your bones,
and walls made of your skin.
The moon has risen,
and still you sleep
(When will this nightmare end?)
Suffer the phone call,
yet I deny your deceit.
(If I could follow you…)
Have I entered
the realm of deceit?
Are you the image of God,
or the shadow of Death?
Soon, the day will come,
when I will have to face you.
(When will this nightmare end?)
But that day is not today,
so until then, I deny.
(If I could follow you…)
This is a purgatory,
an endless prison,
with bars made of your bones,
and walls made of your skin.
(Solo Break + Sally Field, “Steel Magnolias Funeral”)
This is a purgatory,
an endless prison,
with bars made of your bones,
and walls made of your skin.
This is a purgatory,
an endless prison,
with bars made of your bones,
and walls made of your skin.
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3. |
Scene Two, Anger
08:12
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Loathing consumes me.
Must you abandon?
Loathing consumes me.
How could you torture me so?
Death, razor blades, open wrists,
Then you’re absent like you were never here.
Would you care to tell me why?
Are you content to burn in hell?
Were you selfish enough to die,
And leave me here all alone?
I will await your return,
For I fear that I am mistaken.
Care you not for my pain too?
Are you content to burn in hell?
Were you selfish enough to die,
And leave me here all alone?
Only after years together
Did we separate forever.
You insist pain is a virtue,
Though you can’t handle your own.
Lessons in a lonely essence,
Sainthood as a vice.
You insist pain is a virtue,
Though you can’t handle your own.
(Guitar Solo)
As I explore my hatred,
As on a darkling plane,
I question what is real,
And what I’m made to believe.
I can’t imagine
A life outside this hell.
Despite our love,
I am not prepared for this.
Anger cuts me like so many knives.
Poison flows within my veins like blood.
Suffocating under questions left unchecked.
Put me in the ground, lest my will should be...destroyed
Loathing consumes me.
Must you abandon?
Loathing consumes me.
How could you torture me so?
Loathing consumes me.
Must you abandon?
Loathing consumes me.
How could you torture me so?
Loathing consumes me.
Must you abandon?
Loathing consumes me.
How could you torture me so?
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4. |
Scene Three, Bargaining
07:59
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I can’t help but think
You don’t care to make the choice,
So I will.
Take from my heart,
From my hands,
Pull the strings on me.
You can’t make a deal,
Can’t return to this place,
So I will.
Take from my head,
From my eyes,
Pull the strings on me.
What are you worth?
Now your life is over.
Yet still you haunt me.
(Keyboard Refrain)
You ask, you’ll receive.
Nothing is important to me,
Except you.
Take from my heart,
From my hands,
Pull the strings on me.
I’ve made my choice,
Just like you, without care
For my will.
Take from my head,
From my eyes,
Pull the strings on me.
What are you worth?
Now your life is over.
Yet still you haunt me.
(Keyboard Refrain)
(Instrumental Break w/ Sample)
You die, I fall.
I’ll never be the same again.
You die, I fall.
I’ll bring us down together.
You die, I fall.
I’ll bargain for restoring us.
You die, I fall.
I’ll resurrect you if I can.
You die, I fall.
I’ll join you if I fail.
You die, I fall.
I’ll never be the same again.
This is a purgatory,
an endless prison,
with bars made of your bones,
and walls made of your skin.
This is a purgatory,
an endless prison,
with bars made of your bones,
and walls made of your skin.
What are you worth?
Now your life is over.
Yet still you haunt me.
(Keyboard Refrain)
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5. |
(isolation)
04:52
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(Guitar Solo)
If I asked, would you walk into a dream with me?
No prize will be worth the fucking price you’ll pay.
The cold, the clouds see not the heart nor soul.
So I’ll cry and remember when the sun did shine.
If I asked, would you fall into the winds of time?
Your pride cannot escape from the depths of mine.
So go. I don’t need your fucking pity anymore.
I’ll be fine once I remember when the sun did shine.
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6. |
Scene Four, Depression
06:13
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The void you left behind within me is growing.
I cannot keep it away. You’ve done this to me.
I feel misery like nothing you’ve seen,
sullen loathing for what could have been.
You’ve sequestered yourself, and left me to rot.
It’s not fair, for you’ve poisoned my every thought
…of you.
Can I hide my hatred of you, or should I let it fester?
After all, you didn’t consider what leaving would do to me.
I feel misery like nothing you’ve seen,
sullen loathing for what could have been.
You’ve sequestered yourself, and left me to rot.
It’s not fair, for you’ve poisoned my every thought
…of you.
(Hugo Weaving – “The Matrix”)
What are you worth, now?
Your life is over.
Yet still you haunt me,
and torture my soul.
What is your purpose,
in keeping me awake
every fucking night
thinking, “What could I have done?”
(Solo Break)
Anger fills me - (take me from this fucking void)
Poisoning me - (lest my will should be destroyed)
Suffocate me - (take me from this fucking void)
Put me in the ground – (lest my will should be destroyed)
Take me from this fucking void,
Lest my will should be destroyed.
I feel misery like nothing you’ve seen,
sullen loathing for what could have been.
You’ve sequestered yourself, and left me to rot.
It’s not fair, for you’ve poisoned my every thought.
I feel misery like nothing you’ve seen,
sullen loathing for what could have been.
You’ve sequestered yourself, and left me to rot.
It’s not fair, for you’ve poisoned my every thought
…of you.
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7. |
Scene Five, Acceptance
07:33
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I pretend that I am okay,
Even though the pain remains.
In an instant, what was once so clear to me
Was ripped from my hands and sent above.
Now I’m alone.
Is the sky falling,
Or is that just the grief?
Do you know how it felt
When you stranded me here?
This is a purgatory,
An endless prison
With bars made of your bones
And walls made of your skin.
I pretend that I am okay,
Even though the pain remains.
In an instant, what was once so clear to me
Was ripped from my hands and sent above.
Now I’m alone.
My heart bleeds for you,
But it can’t be that way forever.
I can’t move on with you in my head.
All I can do is make peace.
Even though you’re gone,
Your memory lives within me.
I’ll never fill the void you left,
But I can make my peace.
Even though you’re gone,
Your memory lives within me.
I’ll never fill the void you left,
But I can make my peace.
Make my peace…
I pretend that I am okay,
Even though the pain remains.
In an instant, what was once so clear to me
Was ripped from my hands and sent above.
Now I’m alone.
I’m moving on.
I’m moving on.
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8. |
(funeral)
05:47
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Annihilus Mundi Cranston, Rhode Island
Progressive Death Metal from Cranston, Rhode Island.
My second album, "The Dead Sea Scrolls," will release in 2023.
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