Trample the Weak, Hurdle the Dead

by Skinless

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On Trample the Weak, Hurdle the Dead, New York powerhouse Skinless pile-drives the standard death metal formula and rallies fans with the forward-charge of wreckage-provoking vocals, demolishing beats, and ravaging riffs. Skinless Trample the Weak, [and] Hurdle the Dead to lay claim to death metal's reign by any means necessary.

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released 13 June 2006
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Skinless Moreau, New York

SKINLESS alternates between high-speed salvos and pile-driving grooves that embody and amplify the hardest-hitting hallmarks of U.S. metal. Powerful vocals punch through churning guitar crunch to an untouchable new apex. SKINLESS pile-drives the standard death metal formula and rallies fans with the forward-charge of wreckage-provoking vocals, demolishing beats, and ravaging riffs. ... more

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Track Name: Overlord
Forced insurrection out of the mist of night
Seeking the fog of a dawn gone wrong
Kill without conscience or consciousness
Single file cut through the storm
Adrenaline spawns aggression
Object overlord
Fueled by cannon fodder
Object overlord
Force the human slaughter
Object overlord
Feed the meat grinder
Death quota fulfilled
Flesh boils like fever
Fear is for the weak
Shrapnel burst frenzy
Rush across the beach
Blood carried by the tide
Covers faces and clothes
There is no distinction
Between friend and foe
Turmoil begets turmoil when there are sadists in control
Turmoil begets turmoil when there are sadists in control
Triumphs in tragedy as we reach the front lines
Foundations build a twisted canvas in hostility's design
Violent altercations driven by instinct alone
the reasons are irrelevant
There are no rules here
Only objectives to fill
Object overlord
Fueled by cannon fodder
Object overlord
Force the human slaughter
Object overlord
Feed the meat grinder
Find the death quota fulfilled
Track Name: A Unilateral Disgust
The whole of the world is crippled by the pain of focus
Advancement driving us to obliteration
Our punishment sought through history's reprieve
Self preservation giving way to a deeper sense of responsibility
Alleviate the burden
Equalize the imbalance of man
Inherent motivation to self cleanse
And self exterminate
What is left to save?
As virus spreads the land like manifest destiny
A unilateral disgust is what binds us
As one and against all
Cost for sake of comfort
We have nowhere else to go
And rightfully so
Exhausted every resource
And conquered every woe
We are left with nothing
There is nowhere else to go
The whole of the world is crippled by the pain of focus
Advancement driving us to obliteration
Our punishment sought through history's reprieve
Self preservation giving way to a deeper sense of responsibility
Alleviate the burden
Equalize the imbalance of man
Inherent motivation to self cleanse
And self exterminate
What is left to save?
As virus spreads the land like manifest destiny
A unilateral disgust is what binds us
As one against ourselves
Disavowed we scourge the earth
Through the ground burn deep in the soil
Leave no trace behind
For the bane and enlightening of man
Disavowed we scourge the earth
Through the land tear deep at the roots
The stars will breathe a sigh of relief
We won't be coming back
Track Name: Deviation Will Not Be Tolerated
Corpse carried to the guardhouse
The more things change the more they stay the same
To coexist is to destroy yourself
Godless factions, heathens, wage war arise
Deviation won't be tolerated
Eternally perpetuated myth has gone beyond the core of grief
And leaves behind a path to how it must feel
To be the creator in the times before creation
Before their suffering could stir its troubled sleep
The loneliness once faced pales to the shame of mankind's dawning
The final act of penitence
Deviation won't be tolerated
Malignant delusions of the soul
The only way to protect you from yourself
Obey the fabrication or face imaginary punishment
A new age will arise from the blood and the ignorance
The final wishes of humanity are systematically ignored
Your heaven never existed at all
Deviation won't be tolerated
Malignant delusions of the soul
The only way to protect you from yourself
Obey the fabrication or face imaginary punishment
A new age will arise from the blood and the ignorance
How it must feel to be reborn
And follow black market peddlers of vice as messiah
Track Name: Trample the Weak, Hurdle the Dead
Released into the atmosphere
The sky is rotten left
Choke on the isolation
Infection reflected
Symbols of diplomacy are signs of weakness from above
Instants time a thousand cultures turned to dust
Horizon strewn with unmarked graves, a solace reached in self exile
Luxuries of the depraved are all left to rot
A lapse of bitter freedom
With immortality impaired
Picked clean by innovation and despair
Afflicted cities erased from time
Nerve gas caresses exposed skin
Omens in tank tread impressions
Intentional conflict was kindled
Without insult or injury
To cull this human flood
All you have to do is breathe
The solution is faultless
A truth upon which we can all agree
Trample the weak
Hurdle the dead
Released into the atmosphere
The sky is rotten left
choke on the isolation
Infection reflected
Track Name: Spoils of the Sycophant
Being irrefutable
A notion that the role of a conquering despot cannot be obscured by a
morbid fascination with war
Confessions gained under the pillory
And the sequence of events leading up to the end of everything
collectively abandon what was seen and believed
Cultivate deliberate illusions
Keep them all in line
The slate of history is wiped clean of its blemishes
Scars so deep they must be burned to remove
With no more past, there's no mistakes to repeat
Only the purity of fresh disaster
Victors are the victims in this gruesome display
As fates are sealed through the strokes of pens
All through the streets the people dance in revelry
Although to me their songs of celebration
Sound like cries to mourn the dead
Spoils of the sycophant through deviance rise through the ranks
Too bleak and obscene to be a thrall
Spoils of the sycophant
Spoils of the sycophant
Their voices so quick to fade
My echo will forever remain
Their voices so quick to fade
My echo will forever remain
Confessions gained under the pillory
Are the sequence of events leading up to the end of everything
Collectively abandon what was seen and believed
cultivate deliberate illusions
Keep them all in line
Recognize the impact of power ephemeral
I feel a pity that is quickly repressed
Man becomes ruins
Ruins become sand
Sand washes away
Track Name: Endvisioned
Battle scarred and weather worn
Light absorbs and nulls the schism between lines of emptiness and form
Indifference to death
Is not a reaction but rather a cause for alarm
Distinctive wisdom
No longer plagued by desire
When abandoned trappings of flesh
Indifference to death is a reaction
To the demands of time
Endvisioned
Realms beyond barbwire enmity and ironclad scorn
Obsolete in purpose
When will is not one's own
Existence falters
In the wake of illusions
Come to pass
Endivisioned
Realms beyond barbwire enmity and ironclad scorn
Obsolete in purpose
When will is not one's own
We are not here
Yet pain is proof of being
Life is a contradiction
A less than noble cause
Even in death when one forgoes the pleasure of creating victims
One becomes a victim oneself
Renounce the fixture of the summary
Declaration against tangibility
We are not here
Yet pain is proof of being
Life is a contradiction
A less than noble cause
Witness to the death of passion
And to the clarity of thought
Endvisioned
A specter of the end when memory
Decomposed as fast as emotion
Endvisioned
Realms beyond barbwire enmity and ironclad scorn
Obsolete in purpose
When will is not one's own
Track Name: Execution of Reason
Process of data in unconventional forms
Strife between instinct and a reality that's flawed
Revere an embraced mass hysteria
Having the power to nullify
The perilous nature of a rational mind is a blight
Vast burial pits
Seen it all before
Where is the argument when every side is wrong
Waves upon waves
Without regard
For the public execution of reason
Waves upon waves
Without regard
For the public execution of reason
Dispel the concept of winning
There's only degrees of loss
Overindulge on denial of self
There are only degrees of loss
Martyrdom's delusion has proven nothing at all
Equality of opposite extremes has proven nothing
Process of data in unconventional means
strife between instinct and a reality that's flawed
revere and embrace mass hysteria
Having the power to nullify
The perilous nature of a rational mind is blighted
Track Name: Wicked World
The world today is such a wicked place
Fighting going on between the human race
People got to work just to earn their bread
While people just across the sea are counting their dead

A politician's job they say is very high
For he has to choose who's got to go out and die
They can put a man on the moon quite easy
while people here on earth are dying of all diseases

A woman goes to work every day after day
She just goes to work just to earn her pay
Child sitting by but his life's much harder
he doesn't even know who is his father