What Time The Hidden Death?

by The Atrocity Exhibit

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released June 14, 2013

GRINDCORE CINEMA presents
"What Time The Hidden Death?"

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Ian Boult
at Stuck On A Name Studio, Nottingham
www.stuckonaname.co.uk

Originally released as a CD-R limited to 30 copies available at Damnation Festival, November 2012, re-issued in a jewel case with full artwork and limited to 100 copies in January 2013. Still a few available, get in touch with the details below for a copy!

Facebook: www.facebook.com/theatrocityexhibit

Bandcamp: theatrocityexhibit.bandcamp.com 
 

Email: atrocityexhibitgrind@gmail.com

The Atrocity Exhibit
James (guitar / vox)
Danny (drums / vox)
Lee (guitar)
Fuzzy Dave (bass)

Music by TAE
Lyrics by James
Illustration, layout and design by James
"13 Fingers" originally by Acid Bath

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Track Name: Beneath A Steal Sky
BENEATH A STEEL SKY
Obfuscated, trapped behind a wall of sleep,

Servitor, decayed, part machinery and flesh,
Shadow life, dedicated, dead, decayed.
Bitterness reserved, pooled up rage, levee breaks,
Self-destruct, mind and soul burned out, nothing left.
Shadow life, dedicated, dead, decayed.
Are you content? Would you ever help yourself?
Die, live to die, life on a shelf, live your life beneath a steel sky.
Just another numbered, faceless corpse, do you even know it yourself?
Track Name: The Sun Circles The Earth Like A Grieving Mother
THE SUN CIRCLES THE EATH LIKE A GRIEVING MOTHER
Infested with roaches, existing to consume
Status symbols, false idols, building up material wealth,
Crawl across dead peers, bleeding from the knees,
Construct another monolith to worship over nothing.
You, gorged on bile for so long, your heart’s turned black,
Reaching out a desperate hand to stare into the eyes of a god.
Driven to greed, chew a feeding hand,
Another face, another step, to the pinnacle of a hedonist.
Destroy, erase, stamp out, sabotage and leave behind,
Respect and honour long departed, pissing on your doorstep.
You, gorged on bile for so long, your heart’s turned black,
Reaching out a desperate hand to stare into the eyes of a god.
A world filled with nothing, nothing left to save.
 No way back now…
Track Name: Waste of Hate
WASTE OF HATE
This bitterness façade, black smoke fills the sky
In the wake of a floating derelict, inside, clawing at the walls.
Trapped with your insecurities, forgotten, left to rot.
Suffer to exist, waste of hate.
Exist to suffer, waste of hate.
You’re suffering to exist, waste of my time.
You exist to suffer, waste of my time.
A pointless misadventure, to try and make sense of it all.
Suffering to exist, waste of hate
You exist to suffer, waste of my hate
Track Name: Faustian Crisis Loan
FAUSTIAN CRISIS LOAN
Desperate to be king of the hill, 
but your head’s too big for the crown,
and it’s slipped.

 Ego, poseur, talentless joker.

 Begging for empty praise, your fifteen seconds, 
Your foundations already weak,

A scavenger for cheapened glory, 
Another worthless mime.

Faustian crisis loan.
Ego, poseur, talentless joke.
Track Name: In Love With Extinction
IN LOVE WITH EXTINCTION
Self-crucifixion, illegible dreams,
A one line drawing through unknown waypoints.
Restrained, retained, self-medicated blues,
Restrained, retained, comfortable, numb, buried conscience.
Awkward amputations, severed heaven,
Bury those hopes, a graveyard of excuses.
Restrained, retained, self-medicated blues,
Restrained, retained, comfortable, numb, buried conscience.
Chasing to oblivion, sedimentary fear.
Fickle indecision, comfortably in love with extinction.

 Here we go again, submerge.
 There it goes again, and on and on.
Track Name: Assassination Template
ASSASSINATION TEMPLATE
Returned acquaintance, wrapped in vines and covered in thorns.
Terminal posture, blistering,

Executed at arms reach.


Shoulder in scales, turned to a point, these calloused finger tips immune.

 That final nail to the spine, ribcage left wide open
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That final nail to the spine, passive restraints, avoidance.


Waist deep in this landfill, burn this shell dry.

Another hole to the chest, another god that died.


Terminal posture, blistering. 

Executed at arms reach.
Track Name: 13 Fingers
13 FINGERS
Originally written by Acid Bath