Pure Weaponized Misanthropy

by Incarnate Deity

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Recorded January 2-6, 2012 in a basement in White Bear Lake, MN.

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released July 27, 2012

Jeff Scheuermann - Vocals
Brian Ward - Guitar and Bass
Sam Holzemer - Drums

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Incarnate Deity

Founded by Brian Ward (guitar) and Jeff Scheuermann (vocals) as both an avatar for their musings on society, religion, history, literature, and leftist politics; and as a creative homage to all their favorite metal bands. With a sound equal parts Death, Darkthrone, and Dissection, Incarnate Deity seeks to challenge your perception of reality through sonic indoctrination. ... more

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Track Name: Blood Red
["I put no stock in religion. By the word 'religion' I have seen the lunacy of fanatics of every denomination be called the will of God. I've seen too much religion in the eyes of too many murderers."]

Hear the voice from above
Put their backs against the wall
Judge, jury, and executioner
Answering the call
It’s time to pass the judgment
On those who dwell in sin
Murder in God’s name
Let the bloodshed begin

I’ll paint the walls blood red
I’ll paint the floors blood red
I’ll paint your clothes blood red
Another sign, unleash the killer in my head
Blood red!

The world is sick and I’m the cure
Righteous fury clouds my eyes
God’s light in the muzzle flash
Last thing you see before you die
Welcome the warmth
I offer you here
I’ve chosen you, my child
Have no fear

I’ll paint the walls blood red
I’ll paint the floors blood red
I’ll paint your clothes blood red
Another sign, unleash the killer in my head
Blood red!

The time has come, embrace the Word
You soon shall know the One I serve
You can cry now if you must
But I know that my cause is just
Fighting my own holy war
Leave their bodies on the floor
On your knees, I know I’m right
Here it comes, the blinding light

I’ll paint the walls blood red
I’ll paint the floors blood red
I’ll paint your clothes blood red
Another sign, unleash the killer in my head
Blood red!

["The law can go too far. It can go too far. I ask myself, 'Would Jesus do it thusly?' There is so much done in Christendom of which Christ would be incapable."]
Track Name: Enemy of Faith
The preacher in his pulpit stands
Delivering religious bile
A hooded figure in the back
Approaches him and takes control
Those who look upon his face
Transfigured into beings like him
Harken to the phantom’s voice

Look…into my eyes and see the truth
About the world, I scorn
Pious noise, I spit
Upon their rules and laws
You…are your own master
Choose…whom you serve this day
Will it be yourself
Or will you be their slave?
The end of idols
Is drawing near
The end of gods
And their rule by fear

Enemy of faith
Enemy of faith

I speak truth to the powerful. I am the nemesis of the throne. I come with answers for those who wish to see, to lay waste the lies of the false light, to dethrone madness, and silence the rhetoric of hypocrites. To them, you are nothing, merely tools in a grand scheme that you will never understand, for that is not their wish. To them, the death of a body is no loss: we are structurally identical, animated or turned carcass. I come to throw wide the door to which you have always been denied entry, to cast true light on the falsely illuminated. Eyesight is fundamentally blasphemous to our potential. The enemy knows this, and will deny you truth at every turn. They use emotions to enslave your minds and turn you against one another. See ye not that ye are gods? Cast off the yoke of their domination and break the chains that bind your soul, for reason is the enemy of faith!

Look…into my eyes and see the truth
About the world, I scorn
Pious noise, I spit
Upon their rules and laws
You…are your own master
Choose…whom you serve this day
Will it be yourself
Or will you be their slave?
The end of idols
Is drawing near
The end of gods
And their rule by fear

Enemy of faith
Enemy of faith

Reason is the enemy of faith!
Track Name: Belaya Smert (White Death)
["The dead know only one thing...it is better to be alive."]

Rise up and defend our nation
Red brigades have crossed the border
We need killers with no hesitation
Terminate when given orders
There is one man I know like this
Patient, quiet, deadeye aim
No finer sharpshooter exists
Those bastard Reds will know his name
At Kollaa now we make our stand
To the river, hold the line
No retreat but by command
Post our snipers in the pines
Give this man his gear and rifle
Send him out to stalk the night
He’ll bring glory to our cause
Kollaa kestää, to the fight!

Finland’s honored flag unfurled
A frozen fist with fingers curled
I unleash this man upon the world
Beware the White Death

Twenty good men used to be here
Now only we five remain
One by one, we disappeared
As tears in the Kievan rain
One by one, he hunted us
Kollaa’s woods became our grave
Damn the man, I name him thus
Belaya Smert, the beast depraved
I see him sometimes in my dreams
Faceless shape with icy eyes
Those soulless orbs show the gleam
Of pleasure when a Russian dies
His count’s five hundred now, I’m told
How long before our own time comes?
Who knew hell could be so cold?
The devil watches from behind that gun

The shadow in the trees attacks
Then melts away and leaves no tracks
Be sharp, comrades, watch your backs
Beware the White Death

Devastation
Desolation
In the forest
Death comes softly

With silent calm, I lie in wait
On the hill above, concealed in snow
I look down my irons, five men I see
In the encampment down below
Snow in mouth to hide my breath
Garbed in white to hide my form
Don’t try to run, for I bring death
The herald of the void is born
Once I was a man, but now
Death himself I have become
Harvesting Red Army souls
Demonized by foreign scum
Touching and feeling and tasting beheadings
My twilight hunt, stalked from afar
Rumors of my fame are spreading
By Belaya Smert pursued you are

I haunt the frozen Finnish night
Guided by the northern lights
I’ve got your head dead in my sights
Beware
Beware
Beware
Beware
Beware
The White Death
Track Name: Rain
Since the dawn of man we’ve fought
Bloodshed old as time
Now our final end we’ve wrought
Difference our crime
Too late to turn back the clock
The piper must be paid
The earth is rent by the shock
Of a brighter light than day

The falling rain
Bitter as gall
Portent of pain
The end of all
Nowhere to run
Mankind regress
The time has come
For the dominion of death

From their thrones the great look down
And dictate life and death
In a rain of flame the world to drown
“Fight to your last breath!”
But what’s the point? For all was lost
From the time the first man spoke
If we knew then the awful cost
Would we the fire provoke?

The falling rain
Bitter as gall
Portent of pain
The end of all
Nowhere to run
Life is suppressed
Shatter the sun
And bringeth down death

“And who are you,” each proud lord said
“That I must bow so low?
Your blood runs just as red as ours
That’s all the truth I know!”
And so they spoke, and so they spoke
And now the world is seared
And the blackened rain shall weep over all
With not a soul to hear

The falling rain
Bitter as gall
Portent of pain
The end of all
Peace is foregone
The slaughter profess
A nuclear dawn for the epoch of death