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Northern Hostility: Live in Ajax

by Vilipend

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“Failings for Friends” Her pain doesn’t make her special, just useless This is not a sickness; it’s a choice When inspiration hits with both hands grab hold and rend, and twist These failings her only companions She doesn’t even bother to cover her scars And I wish that I was that strong Sweating out the drugs They say everything takes time She breaks her down, and down, and down
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“Cutting Heartstrings” Cowards and whores swallow of love’s need These days pass so quickly, these nights last so long This too shall pass, but it will leave its mark Cut her heartstrings Fall into the abyss Lovelorn, love worn Cut my heartstrings Save me from myself She can have this love I will keep my hate Waiting for the words to come Searching for any meaning Her wrists are aching The pills are pleading Her body’s begging for this abuse Her heart is a rape scene My heart is a rape scene Excise caring like it’s cancer Detuned, broken Cut her heartstrings She can’t hear the music anymore
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“The Thin Red Line Between Salvation and Damnation” Cold souls crave only warmth But they don’t care how they get it Lovers can be our salvation Or our executioners She’s a leaf on the wind, flying falling Dead on the callous earth We become what ruins us, no silver lining Only storm clouds behind those eyes Lovers can be our salvation Or our executioners Our lovers, our executioners In her throat Beneath these words Behind those eyes Between silken thighs This hate endures It waits
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“Farewell, Cruel Girl” Farewell cruel girl Beauty has no use for her love Only contempt Let the angels sing their songs, for we have our own hymns to sing at the heavens And let the demons screech their torment, for we have our own hate to scream at their hell Seraquill for a seraphim Every wish I ever made was lost on the wind The death of her, she’ll be Paradise turned perdition, cast aside discarded She, isn’t worthy The death of her But beware the price that pissed in hearts demand For I am nothing but The death of her She writes these wrongs, a legacy of loss Blood in the water, sharks will always come Scars are memories that’ll never fade Sharks in the water, blood will always flow With blood in the water, the sharks will always come The death of her Lovers our salvation Lovers our damnation These words mean everything to me, but they mean nothing to you Farewell cruel girl Memories Razor blades Farewell cruel girl
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“Plague Bearer” Her touch, her kiss Causes only sickness Plague bearer My touch, my kiss Plague bearer Damnation her caress This coffin shut with painted nails More and more she is less and less Slit wrists can’t but harm, scarred skin can’t help but hurt Some words are better off unsaid and unheard Old words for new wounds Scars upon scars conceal the wreckage behind her eyes Even demons dream of heaven When will she have given enough? Bled enough, cried enough, taken enough? To find compassion in callous arms? Devoid of hope and out of sight She can’t make them care with stolen words And a heart mended by hate
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“To Impede the Healing Process” To impede the healing process Pride worn poorly around her throat Her lips taste of better days My lips taste of sin “Just hang on,” she said Her hate, her hope a noose Ever tighter it coils Around her heart, around her hope Single locust in the plague Does her part Takes pride in her work While the night blesses those ideas the day abhors Cut and paste those broken thoughts Her eyes are heavy with hate Swallowed by the night By a thread she hangs Used bodies using bodies Breathing their last breaths Alcohol erodes regret She’s heaven-sent but hell-bent Cut and paste those broken thoughts Her eyes are heavy with hate There will be blood, there always is She sees shadows creeping into her smile She hears those whispers, “there will be blood” She sees shadows creeping into her smile She hears those whispers, “there will be blood” Swallowed by the night To impede the healing process No heart left unscathed

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Vilipend
Northern Hostility — Live in Ajax
Friday, September 24 @ Top Shelf in Ajax, ON, Canada

Vilipend are:
Michael J. Crossley: bass and vocals
Derek J. DelVecchio: Guitars and vocals
Adam W. McGillvary: Drums
Christopher J. Gramlich: vowels, consonants and syllables

www.myspace.com/vilipendmusic

Contact: mike@exclaim.ca; gramlich@exclaim.ca

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released December 1, 2010

Recorded by Dave Sheldon
Mixed and mastered by Dave Sheldon

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