<h1>Lirik SUFFOCATION album; pinnacle of bedlam (2013)</h1>

album: "Pinnacle Of Bedlam" (2013)

1. Cycles Of Suffering

Soon we are all to die Your hopes and fears irrelevant Projections of life and death Become complete reality All things will crumble All will disband All alone in this world Souls with nowhere to rest We offer disillusions as relief While caught we struggle hopelessly Boundless confusion saturates Only in dreams can we have clarity All things will crumble All will disband All alone in this world Souls with nowhere to rest Endless Cycles of the Suffering Endless Cycles of the Suffering Born into this filth Life not worth living These dreams of my death ...and beyond life itself Alive only to comprehend these ways passed down throughout the centuries To inflict all with fear, pain and disease, death and rebirth, the unending cycle To die in this pain, and never to reach a total path of awakening Born into filth, these dreams of my death Venial teachings guide toward the false light Kneel, Kneel, Kneel to the divine Serve, Serve, Serve the divine corruption All things will crumble All will disband All alone in this world Souls with nowhere to rest To lost everything you thought was real Terrified to let go of what you think you know Can't stop the struggling, can't let go - collapse Death and rebirth, the unending cycle

2.Purgatorial Punishment

Final Judgement, your judgement Purgatorial Punishment Suffer the karmic consequence Exalted one, devours the deceased World of purgation Mirror of Karma-the naked soul Denied pleas-souls beg The impartial form, conjures unbound power A passage to testify State of disembodiment Exoteric vows A jury of deities Determines your fate The five messengers Young, old, diseased, the punished, death Desponders of truth

3. Eminent Wrath

A tale of a world left behind, written to preach to the weak. Hundreds of thousands wait to bear witness to this horrid conclusion The end is near they claim, rumors of fear consume The arrival of the final decline of the world To witness the rise and fall of it all Haunting visions come to fruition A foolish faith devours life Society plagued by the horror of the end, revel in succession Slaughtered in an instant, they'll be punished for believing Slaughtered in an instant, they'll be punished for their faith The sun turns black, faith eclipsed, hope devoured The moon, blood red, the stars fall like rain Approaching the consequence Restrained, you receive the mark of the beast Soul bound, catastrophic fate Futile attempts to resist Your mortal flesh cast down burning seas of the forth coming equinox Plead for your essence, writhing in purgatory Akashic recrods destroyed - Eminent wrath The sun turns black, faith eclipsed, hope devoured The moon, blood red, the stars fall like rain Approaching the consequence Restrained, you receive the mark of the beast Soul bound, catastrophic fate Drink the wine, wrath of god Judgement fall upon you now Eternal cries of death Seed the mark of his name Fallen through, fallen through sin His mercy no longer pleads for your soul, plead for your soul Engulfing elements of strife overrule, cast into flames You are condemned to this eternal desolation

4.As Grace Descends

Man fell from his grace and strayed from the path His anger now intolerable Insidious behold the pale white horse Hooded messenger of death is now set forth His dismal gaze cripples souls Renounce the seven deadly sins The air unfit to breathe The water poisoned by a blessing Darkened skies witness the final sunset Red rain showering from the heavens As grace descends! Barren lands diseased Complete collapse of conditions Burning, searing, putrid air Inhale the toxic atmosphere Asphyxiate, drown in blood Boils the flesh and eat through tissue Torrid winds, Oceans freeze Torrential acid rain The ground quakes Separates denying life As grace descends Volcanic debris consumes those left alive Denying life The extinction witness ...as grace descends

5. Sullen Days The broken ways

as I walk through the emptiness Lost souls as empty as mine... barren and desolate, foreseeing the irony Abolish the self, merge into a singular space... Confront the self, subduing the whim's inside No feelings to exude and portray the sullen days As we hide from the bitterness, Embellish reality, or so your told... No other way, to prepare for awakening Condense the frail ridden mind Keep without consciousness To adhere to the ending days The gods are not here for you now, Expect a dichotomy Ancient thoughts to prepare for the exodus Shutter at what knowledge will hold Sullen days searching for a singular way Now I conceive a brutal reality, Just wanting to kill Murder in mind, to silence a virus Internal struggle containing the violence Wanting to purge the earth Denying my thoughts to obtain absoluti