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1.
Voyeur 01:17
OBSESSION! It's OK to look as long as you pay It's on the screen so it must be OK They suck you in to reality They make you watch, they make you pay! To watch ourselves, our filthy culture Entertain ourselves VOYEUR! You'd pay to make me sick As long as you catch it all OBSESSION! It's OK to act desperate for fame If they see you now they may catch your name They'll draw you into reality Then we'll watch this horrific display Watching ourselves, filthy vultures Entertain ourselves VOYEUR!
2.
Heritage 02:09
The hateful heritage of our terrible traditions Antiquated nonsense, an intolerable lack of vision Welcome to the world feel free to join in any time Leave behind the ludicrous lies and help progress the future of humankind Cross communications lost in a war of static noise The armies of our dystopia march to the beat of their own worthless wars Moronic farces more alike than is comfortable to admit Mirror images making the same mistakes and failing to move on There is no future without awareness, history has a place But it's not something to be worshipped, we can learn from past mistakes Separationist mentality, a hateful reminder of our shameful pasts Remove the bigoted bias and you'll find we're somewhere close to free at last The disgraceful behaviour wrought on behalf of good intentions Validating countless atrocities daily without intervention The ones who claim the moral high ground usually turn their backs on truth Blind until it serves their cause, only then will their tent poles begin to move The wars were fought so long ago, the blood was spilt, the hatred won But time it seems can heal old wounds and from scorched earth a seed was sewn A ray of light, yet faithless, anew, no more wars to wage, just truth to pursue A gift from no one and nowhere but one with a boundless worth Such a vast wealth of knowledge waiting to be unearthed Or buried deep should we choose to return to fictitious primal things Forgoing reason for ancient fables and let the inevitable darkness back in
3.
Shallow 01:10
I don't know who you think you are And I don't understand why you'd think Even for a second that I would care I don't understand why it's so hard to see I hate the way you always glance at me With such a vacant stare... SUCH A VACANT STARE! Is there nothing on your mind? Nothing left in there for me to find? Humans left you a step behind Putting you down would be too kind A bolt through your skull would be humane Your every utterance is feigned Nothing but a worthless wasted life of shame I don't know who you think you are And I don't understand why you think Even for a second that I would care I don't understand why it's so hard to see I hate the way you always glance at me With such a vacant stare... THAT NEVER ENDING STARE! Such drivel and despair Just white noise And your SHALLOW cares! SHALLOW!!!
4.
Disgust 03:06
Beyond the veil, the foetid smog There is a place I know you'd loathe A place of love, a place of peace A place I knew you'd spread your disease And you have You nourished the veil, the foetid smog This wondrous place that you loathe Blame it all upon our world, blame it all upon this Earth Are you not brimming with disgust? Blacken! Destroy! end it all! Until there is nothing left... Nothing... Nothing but dust!! It gave us life And a chance to evolve You poisoned us all Problem solved!
5.
Crone 01:10
The wrinkles deep upon your brow The secrets kept upon your mouth You'd give away the darkest truths For a mere reaction to rebuke Twist the knife whilst deep inside Play the victim card one last time The imitation game Just another face Another withered life Gnarled and seething spite The truth won't set you free It left you long ago A lifetime of deceit Solidified your role: The whisper on the wind The nagging sense of dread The wicked voice of the reasonless The rage of words unsaid
6.
Locust 01:04
I spy a filthy little magpie, caught it! Dirty, thieving corvid, oh but What is this you've hoarded? Yes! You just can't resist A hint of a glint and you covet it Despite losing the game I can see the greed but where's the shame? Hey there, you're looking kinda flustered, aren't you? Red handed, sycophantic Sociopathic, slippery fraudster No sign of remorse, nor dignity Beneath the plethora of serpent traits On your yellow belly in the long grass Already coiled to strike again LOCUST! You are but a plague upon this land The blight amongst the crop, and I am the pesticide COCKROACH! I feel the need to lend a helping hand The type of hand which giveth can likewise take your pathetic life
7.
Interlude 03:37
[Instrumental]
8.
Delusional 01:36
Trust no one, pander to your paranoid mind Don't think it through, fight or flight! Walk alone, wander through the world ignorant Don't understand logic, random acts of spite Believing con-men over any shred of evidence Sign it over to the blatantly brain-damaged Delve deeper find the bottom of the endless pit I don't want to hear another senseless word you spit! You're blind to the facts and highly delusional A foolish waste of breath, you're insufferable! The world simply does not revolve around you It's no great conspiracy that you're delusional! Believe it all you want it doesn't make it true A more ill-conceived notion has never been spewed Paranoia nurtured, a malicious maniac Who can't see the bigger picture, a worthless hack Retort before you listen lest logic lead the way Regurgitated venom, your elder's vile traits Infested with their hatred, spreading like a plague Next time take that drill bit and bore it deep into your brain Delusions of grandeur grander than the stack of lies you lay upon A self imposed bed of nails, your skewered back upon the rod Can you feel the noose around your neck? Wholly hoisted by your own petard The world is bigger than you and will relish in the event of your demise
9.
WAR! Conflict manifests in many a form A violent wave raging throughout time Forever merciless within the eye of the storm Fuel for hatred to fool the maligned Conflict persists despite progress The hidden hand clenched behind the drapes Fawning over fantasies of the oppressed Decimated by each other until we reach "checkmate" WAR! Conflict resists and will never break Will never seek a different path to take Macerating all who would stand in the way Delighting on the over saturated aftertaste War bringer! Harbinger! What will be the price? Must we play the game? Make the sacrifice? Fighting fire with fire with all morality gone Conflict loves misery and on and on and on...
10.
XIII 02:34
How many fingers am I holding up? Can you tell me how many once belonged to you? If you're seeing double vision The answer to both is more than two But the real question is How many will remain when I am through? A trick question of course I will never let you leave You're now a fixture in this Somewhat morbid torture artist gallery So don't fear the reaper Because you're stuck here with me And my imagination is more grim Than any fictional being! But why are you here you ask And struggling to speak Could it be the stitches on your lips Previously slit from cheek to cheek? The missing tongue, some teeth and vocal chords Now unnecessary parts I've taken nothing vital yet Be still your beating heart! How much can you live without? Will anything be missed? Several limbs less later We'll know your final predicament: Choking on your vomit So helplessly you gag Whilst your eyes glisten like stars Upon your crimson mask How many others can you spot In your peripheral view? Do you spot a pattern yet? Can it really be true? Someone played the game far better And caught such fickle prey It's he who hunts the hunter Who sits highest atop the food chain Sorry, I see you're flagging But please come back 'round soon We're only just getting started And there is so much left to do Each chunk of meat carved Is for the lives you wrecked Each scorch mark upon your flesh Part of your punishment! Ah, what a pleasant sight To see you still somewhat alive And kicking like the others Oh how my creativity thrives! I fear I went artistically ballistic With the switchblade strokes Beneath your colour palette swab I see a hint of exposed bone But it's the fear in your eyes That I connect with the most The fear of it ending too soon, that is Somewhat different, I know! You're still choking on blood and vomit Waterboarded by sick Eyes still barely open To let the horror in Extremities slowly turning A stomach churning shade of blue Are you still hoping for a Saviour? Nobody is coming for you! There is no end in sight I'll keep you very much alive Strung up with the others Thirteen devils in a line All deserving of the most Unimaginable pain Living out your deepest nightmares Over and over, again and again!
11.
Poison 02:50
[N/A]
12.
Lech 02:07
The worst kind of mind is most active Playing ignorant, denying any fault "It's just the way I am!" it spews these views Another thin ice lined case you've closed But skating such lakes make break Can you feel the heat beneath you rise? How many "get out of jail free" cards Do you think your Trojan Horse can provide? 'Round and 'round, the same old story Which chamber will you spend today? One or Two were claimed last night And at least Three the past week you grazed Are you becoming lazy? Or maybe it's ego? Barely keeping your head above the water line The numbers depleting so quickly for you It appears you're running out of time The more that you dispute it The more obvious it becomes And the only one that you're fooling Is at your end of the gun Never enough though, or so it seems It must be a predatory instinct Something primal to rival reason As you scout out your next victim Excuses, excuses, "Don't blame me!" Indignant not innocent, excuses overused These repeated acts. each more out of line The walls are closing in around you Not enough fingers to fill the holes In your cover, tiptoe along the ledge Justify your actions all you want Under the surface you're still a filthy Lech! CRAWLING! Skin is crawling! PREDATOR! "It's just my nature!" Nobody believes you Because you're see-through and deceitful And those whom you prey on Are always seeking ways to Escape from your disgraceful Actions which pertain to EVERYTHING you say and EVERYTHING you do so Do the world a favour And empty Six into your face!
13.
[N/A]

about

Diabolous Nightbreed was formed in 2003 by Lazerous Yazerall and Kazraine Maars. It was an experiment in extreme noise within the genre of Death Metal.

There has always been an undercurrent of humour throughout the band, not only lyrically, but also musically, not taking things all that seriously (in any regard).

The band released their first demo "Putridis Vivus" (and VCD single"Hammer Horror") in 2004 with a follow up demo "Voyeur" (with videos for both the title track and "Shallow") following in early 2005. A final demo single was put out later that year, the absolutely ridiculous"Broken Bicycle".

Now, after all this time the pair have decided to dust off the plastic sheeting, re-dampen the chloroform laced cloth, sharpen the bone-dulled axe blades and begin the butchery all over again with "XIII", a celebration of all their past crimes (against music, and humanity at large!) as well as a boosted addendum to the catalogue of their catastrophes produced with the same black, acidic humour as their formative years, but with a more mature(?!?!) and serious production, giving it a modern sound, hopefully making it (at least on the surface) somewhat palatable to potentially delicate eardrums!

The 'Breed is back, and more vile than ever...... what a terrible, terrible shame for you all!!

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released December 23, 2017

Kazraine - Vocals/Bass
Lazerous - Guitars/Vocals

With the following:
Jaman - Counting Skills on "Locust"

All music written by Lazerous 2004-2017. All lyrics by Kazraine 2004-2017*.

Recorded, mixed & mastered by Diabolous Nightbreed @ Emperor City Studios 2017.

Art and design by Kazraine.​

*Except track 13, lyrics and music originally written by The Berzerker.

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