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This Wretched Machine

by Enchiridion

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1.
Crutch 02:55
2.
Bridesword 03:56
This is my revenge, Roots are planted deep Blackest earth sustains it, Darkest soil to keep Fostered in malice, Nourished by rage It's thirst for retribution, Cannot be assuaged Your betrayal will cost you dearly Your choice has sealed your fate You pay this debt in blood You exsanguinate This is my revenge, Trunk a sturdy oak Twisted and perverse, An evil heart bespoke Hardened by hatred, Tempered by disgust Cultivated in calculation, A labor of lust Your betrayal will cost you dearly Your choice has sealed your fate You pay this debt in blood You will exsanguinate This is my revenge born of blackened soul This is my revenge born matchless in its mold This is my revenge, Limbs reaching to the sky Canopy encroaching, Assembled intertwined Rising to unfold, Stygian and cold Flowered in ebony, Of obsidian victory You will know pain You will know pain You will know pain You will know pain This is my revenge born of blackened soul This is my revenge born matchless in its mold This is my revenge born of blackened soul This is my revenge brilliant to behold Behold
3.
Restless sorrow fills my soul exposing weakness A restless sorrow fills my soul demanding redress Dishonest, appalling, corrupted and vile A species determined to destroy and defile Unmindful, indifferent to harm it creates Obsessed with occasion to accumulate Broken, defective, spoil to succeed Depravity outmatched only by greed Wasteful and reckless, to point of disgust Abject and empty, fated to rust A burden, a sickness, the maelstrom of carelessness A burden, a sickness, the maelstrom of carelessness A culture Of consumption Compelled by denial A culture Compelled by denial A burden, a sickness, the maelstrom of carelessness A burden, a sickness, the maelstrom of carelessness Human Disease Human Disease Mankind Truly is An incurable disease Programmed To exist Through Degeneracy Programmed To exist Through Degeneracy Human Disease Human Disease Restless sorrow fills my soul exposing weakness A restless sorrow fills my soul demanding redress
4.
Balgus 03:21
Each blow chips away. The pieces fall through clenched fist No hand extends in assistance I walk alone When the mighty fall, a shell. Devoid of what makes us whole We sit encased in silence. Remembering alone. A wrench to my soul In this twilight, A darkness ever greater looms When you gaze to long into the void, you find yourself gazing back This reflection is no fraud This reflection cannot be fraud Constant Sorrow A scaffold built on a ballast of loss, awaiting the imminent fall
5.
Clockwork 03:35
6.
Wing Goddess 04:19
Broken lie the dreams amidst the devastation Of a world free from hatred and dehumanization We have suffocated progress and encouraged decline With a constant choice to tolerate those who turned a blind eye A terror we have wrought on ourselves For we willed this nightmare into being Evil has now taken hold This monster abysmal and cold This Winged Goddess the devourer of souls Rivers of blood to her flow Evil has now taken hold This monster abysmal and cold This Winged Goddess the devourer of souls Rivers of blood to her flow Flow And the just bleed too None are safe, Nothing exculpate Evil has now taken hold This monster abysmal and cold This Winged Goddess the devourer of souls Rivers of blood to her flow Evil has now taken hold This monster abysmal and cold This Winged Goddess the devourer of souls Rivers of blood to her flow Flow
7.
Only darkness awaits marching, marching into the madness The fetor of death hangs thick, in its grisly putrescence Sounds falls rawly emphatic in the presence of death These burdened souls push forward into the horror Sheer terror grips, an unknown certainty awaits To parade into the void populated by souls breed for death No favor! Herded single file as the march through the ranks to their death No fortune! Herded single file as the march through the ranks to their death Inhumane Humanity! Herded single file as the march through the ranks to their death This Great Calamity! Herded single file as the march through the ranks to their death Sheer terror grips, an unknown certainty awaits To parade into the void populated by souls breed for death No favor! Herded single file as the march through the ranks to their death No fortune! Herded single file as the march through the ranks to their death Inhumane Humanity! Herded single file as the march through the ranks to their death This Great Calamity! Herded single file as the march through the ranks to their death Countless lives Mindless Murder A pool of claret holds the tales of so many wasted lives A parable netted in consternation often falls on deafened minds Sheer terror grips, an unknown certainty awaits To parade into the void populated by souls breed for death No favor! Herded single file as the march through the rails to their death No fortune! Herded single file as the march through the rails to their death Inhumane Humanity! Herded single file as the march through the rails to their death This Great Calamity! Herded single file as the march through the rails to their death
8.
Marooned 05:20
I am no one, nothing. Decisions I made have condemned me to pain What was once a proud, strong soul, Has been taken to task by my fears and regrets No respite from this torture, nightmares when I sleep the cold truth when I wake Always haunted by the ghosts of Those whom my weakness has failed complete To live with this pain is to live with defeat, Admitting to self of a failure so replete There is no escape from this torment agony, Marooned and deserted in a sea of misery I have broken my back To fix the defects that tore us apart I have spilled my water Both tears from my eyes and sweat from my brow I have talked in circles Attempting to bind all the hurt I have caused But it's all for nothing If you can't let go mistakes of the past To live with this pain is to live with defeat, Admitting to self of a failure so replete There is no escape from this torment agony, Marooned and deserted in a sea of misery We have reached an impasse in this childish play, The only way forward for me is the day I warned you through salt would eventually come, The day I'd be forced to choose me over son When you stood there and stared as though I was lying Do you understand now what I said, was implying The only way forward I can stay sane To cut out my heart To shut out the pain Marooned and deserted In a sea of misery My last apology
9.
Balrog 03:39
Forged! Forged in the fires of rage A soul! Now devoid of compassion and pain No options of failure exist in these bones Death take me now before defeat be known Vengeances plotted internecine Hatred the fuel that drives this machine Forged! Forged in the fires of rage This soul! Now devoid of compassion and pain Directed by madness, possessed with spite Hatred the venom animosity might not Free me from horrors of hostility Abhorrence my answer to duplicity Forged! Forged in the fires of rage My soul! Now devoid of compassion and pain Remorseless and cruel without pity Unburdened by weakness of sympathy Emotions that balanced long have gone cold Detestation and rancor have now taken hold Forged! Forged in the fires of rage This soul! Now devoid of compassion and pain Forged! (Forged!) Forged in the fires of rage Forged! (Forged!) Forged in the fires of rage Forged! (Forged!) Forged in the fires of rage Forged! (Forged!) Forged in the fires of rage Rage

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Enchiridion's debut album "This Wretched Machine."

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released July 18, 2015

Music/ Arangement: Rob Koenigs, Stephen Oliver, Austin Schmelzer, Tommy Scott, Scott Tripp, Justin Williams
Lyrics: Scott Tripp
Lead Vocals: Scott Tripp
Backing vocals: Steve Jackson, Rob Koenigs, Stephen Oliver, Tommy Scott, Scott Tripp, Justin Williams
Guitar: Rob Koenigs, Justin Williams
Bass: Tommy Scott
Drums: Stephen Oliver
Recording: Corey Easterbrook, Jeremy Robertson, Justin Williams
Mixing and Mastering: Corey Easterbrook, Jeremy Robertson
Album art: Rob Koenigs

A "Hothouse" Production.

Special thanks to: All of our family, friends and fans, Corey and Jeremy of Hothouse, Diane of "All Graphics and Marketing," Joe and Jessi of "Fort Myers Print Corps," Nevin of "IFB Records," any bands we have shared the stage with - especially our good friends in Black Falcon, and you!

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