ARBITRATOR - SCORN [SINGLE] (2021) SW EXCLUSIVE

EP: Forsaken Releases: Summer 2021 Genre: Blackened Deathcore Location: United States/Australia Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/arbitratorus Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/arbitrator.us.band Bandcamp: https://arbitratorus.bandcamp.com Line-up: Ryan Dennis - Vocals Sean Sparaco - Instrumentals Josh Lim - Guitar Tracking Credits: Mixing/Mastering by Simone Pietroforte of Divergent Studios https://www.facebook.com/divergentstudios1 Artwork by Mvrderfcker Artdeadsign https://www.facebook.com/mrdrfckr.artdeadsign Video by Corey Dennis of Never Global https://www.instagram.com/never_global Lyrics: Each bated breath is frozen in time among the frost Beneath the morning star that guides the lost Each star reveals suspended prayers in the names of fallen gods Who’d have us bow to them Each breath an effigy of fears never expelled Hung in the air like shrines to glorify the unknown The gods to which we bow are the ones who already fell Hung by the noose of shortcomings that were their own Guided by hatred instilled within us since birth We race the rising sun to where the sky opens first We are the offspring of a masochistic Mother Earth Resigned always to hunger, always to thirst We are inheritors of a kingdom never earned The bastard sons of the unholy and the cursed Whether our sustenance is found in man or child, It never seems to be enough. We accept each gift granted to us by their tithes To an indifferent world abandoned by the just The memory of their deaths impressed upon our minds We seek to fill the emptiness as only we must Each carcass a frail recollection of the familiar swell Of famine in the stomachs of the ones who still survive To them, the instinct will still serve their needs well Strung from birth through the threads of their minds Guided by the delusions known to us since birth We race the rising sun to where the sky opens first We are the offspring of a masochistic Mother Earth Resigned always to hunger, always to thirst We are the shepherds of a world set to consume The parts of itself that fight for life beneath a sinking moon Whether or not our disciples come willingly We will ensure they know the truth that we have seen We’ll feast upon the fear and faith that keeps them weak And make them know the suffering of which only we can teach We are the primitive thoughts you wish to exhume As, from your empathy, you are further removed We are the constructs of the weak and confused The ones who, in their search for gain, never have anything to lose We are the death of all the peace that you knew Prepared to burn the world if there is something to prove Born of hatred passed Through the generations we’ve abandoned Now unearthed The living hosts of a world once entombed Guided by the delusions known to us since birth We race the rising sun to where the sky opens first We are the offspring of a masochistic Mother Earth Resigned always to hunger, always to thirst We are the bairn of these gods we once kne