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The Unaware (In America)
By Aaron Cloutier
©2009 Aaron Cloutier
I can feel it coming to the surface, distorted images haunt the screen.
Thoughts are twisting in convolution, consume from fear unseen.
Save us from our
unconscious degradation
Prepare for ascension
All will rise!
Cast down remnants of the ignorance
Born of hatred fear and greed.
The clock's ticking away our life seconds, can we change before we're lost?
The unaware in America
The unawakened will be bought and sold.....but our time will come
Knuckles gripping, clenched fist
Bring the hammer DOWN!
Knuckles gripping, clenched fist
Bring the hammer DOWN!
God saves his love for all the soldiers
Send our people out to die.
All our forsaken sons and daughters, perpetuating the senseless slaughter
Save us from our unconscious degradation
Sowing seeds of man's corruption to stifle our presence of life
The unaware in America (Bring the hammer down)
The unawakened will be bought and sold.....but our time will come
The unaware in America (Bring the hammer down)
The unawakened will be bought and sold.....but our time will come
Facing forward. The darkness before the dawn.
Until it's over
FACE FORWARD!
Reform! Staking claim upon your name
Reform! Staking claim upon your mind.
Reform! And they're coming to buy your faith
Reform to face the odds
Reform! The man promising to light the way
Reform! Doesn't hear a fucking word you say
Reform! All rise for the offering
Reward the golden god........
Cast down remnants of the ignorance
Born of hatred, fear and greed.
The clock's ticking away our life's seconds
And we're dying for relief.
This darkness upon our days, will give away one day.
We all will see
And push to make a change
Reform! The man promising to light the way
Reform! Doesn't hear a fucking word you say
Reform! All rise for the offering
Reward the golden god........
Reform! Staking claim upon your name
Reform! Staking claim upon your mind.
Reform! And they're coming to buy your faith
Reform to face the odds
Shaking from this animosity
how long? how long?
'Till we overcome?
Knuckles gripping, clenched fist
Bring the hammer DOWN!
Knuckles gripping, clenched fist
Bring the hammer DOWN!
Knuckles gripping, clenched fist
Bring the hammer DOWN!
Prepare for ascension.......all will RISE!
The unaware in America (Bring the hammer down)
The unawakened will be bought and sold.....but our time will come
The unaware in America (Bring the hammer down)
The unawakened will be bought and sold.....but our time will come
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I of the Obscene
Written by Aaron Cloutier© 2009 Aaron Cloutier
Some people call it....
Some people call it blind hatred, but I can see you there just fine. Hands are hungry å revenge all for the taking, I've come to take back what is mine. Psychopathic tunnel vision, I can only see your face. Hands are shaking with the energy. Unbelievable, unpredictable, I obscene.....
Before this is over I will taste your blood.
Before this is over I will taste your blood.
In the way of all my everything. Unbelievable, unpredictable, I obscene.
Take a look around you.
Running hiding from the wolves, don't let them in.
Broken, feeble like a coward just as I found you.
Penetrating through your walls now paper thin.
Before this is over I will taste your blood (and watch it all fall down)
Before this is over I will taste your blood
In the way of all what means to me.
Unbelievable, unpredictable, I obscene.
No matter how I hide, I'll show my fangs in the end.
No matter how I hide, I'll show my fangs in the end.
Scream revenge! Once again!
Before this is over (yeah)
Before this is over (yeah)
Before this is over (yeah)
Before this is over (yeah)
Before this is over I will taste your blood.
Before this is over I will taste your blood.
I will taste your blood
I will taste your blood
I will taste your blood
I will taste your blood
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One Second of Clarity
Written by Aaron Cloutier©2008,©2009 Aaron Cloutier
This was my life.
Cut out my peripheral vision. Stare straight ahead towards the light so I don't have to see (how everybody's looking at me)
Running past, a million different nameless faces. Thier eyes like knives and they're drawing blood now as I flee...(still everybody's looking at me)
Another second of this wasted time ticks away, I'm left disgusted with these feelings making up my days. An introverted individual is what some might say. Lost in a shell, I was meant to leave but here I stay.
IT'S ALL WRONG.
It's not hard to live life like you're dying
(circle spins around, I realize that I'm on my own again)
It's ALL WRONG
It's not hard to live life like you're dying..
complacency is what's killing ME
It feels like I've died, 100,000 different times. I rise again but these scars of mine begin to show(just leave the tag upon my toe)
How can I reverse this? Make right what I've done wrong, syphon the blood back into these wrists?
An open window yet I feel my air is getting thin.
I'm hearing voices, things are crawling underneath my skin.
The whispers turned to screams reminding me of what you said.
I dwell on every word THE CIRCLE SPINS AGAIN
I TRIED SO HARD
Nothing seemed to make sense of (this) insanity
TEAR AT MY FLESH
Each time I hear every word you speak
BLIND FOR SO LONG But now it seems I have come to see.
Direction
Perfection
Is what's now controlling me!
And I tried, to piece back lost time. I remembered all the things I've seen through.
I can't forget you
I only regret you
Forever I'll hate you
Pick myself off the ground this is changing me.
Yesterday is no more and will never be.
Please God give me one second of clarity.
PICK MYSELF OFF THE GROUND!!!!!
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Davola - Sixteen
04:37
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Davola - Reflections
05:24
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Reflections
Written by Aaron Cloutier
©2009 Aaron Cloutier
My Reflections
My Reflections
All my patience is weakening as I wait for the day. Is the path laid in front of me?
All my years I've forsaken all time means nothing....No escaping this place.
Separate the fact from fiction, reshaping reality.
External unconscious affliction won't change....WHAT I PERCEIVE
Bitter the taste of the memories of my regrets.......Hands that I can't reset..
Reset!!!!
Breaking the bonds of all past.......failures
As I look to tomorrow....
My Reflections
My Reflections
What does (WHAT DOES)
This world (THIS WORLD)
Have in store for me
Begging for (BEGGING FOR)
Some sense (SOME SENSE)
Of certainty.........THAT DOES NOT EXIST
Can't change it, can't erase it.
Never see it again NEVER SEE IT AGAIN.
All actions, consequences
Ritual Habitual, repeating the same MISTAKES!!!
Cast out the heretic anomaly, I am the SAME.
Sacrifice all I had, for all that I am.
To take on the days filled with pain, I transcend....
On and on 'till the end.
Breaking the bonds.......Of past failures
Breaking the bonds.......Of past failures
As I look to tomorrow
Words stuck inside my throat, I feel there's little I can say.
No time left to borrow.
I make my choice now, and do all that I can this way.
Breaking the bonds (breaking the bonds.......Of past failures
Can't change it, can't erase it.......And never see it again....
Sacrifice all that I had, for all that I am.....To take on the days.
All the actions, consequences
Ritual habitual...........Repenting from my MISTAKES
Breaking the bonds.......Of past failures
Breaking the bonds.......Of past
As I look to tomorrow
Words stuck inside my throat, I feel there's little I can say.
No time left to borrow.
I make my choice now, and do all that I can this way.
As I look to tomorrow
Words stuck inside my throat, I feel there's little I can say.
No time left to borrow.
I make my choice now, and do all that I can today
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Davola - Fate
06:33
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FATE
Written by Aaron Cloutier
©2009 ©2011 Aaron Cloutier
These are my days, away from destiny.
This is all it takes from us, torn away and turned to dust.
(Torn away and turned to dust)
This is my SOUL.....Falling under the crowd's control.
Forcing all their opinions upon me, making all my decisions for me.
RUN into the vastness of perception and belief.
Time takes it's turn, free your mind
Know yourself......and look inside let it BURN!
I played the odds against myself, I made a promise to my SELF!!!! (and he said)
A world.......Lost in my head!
Free from isolation, I make my path along the way.
No matter what the others say, I will never fall astray.
And as the time burns away, the pages to your story...
Will the ones who speak your name, reflect upon your glory?
Break them all when the company comes......when the company comes.
Real them in then conformity comes......then conformity comes.
This dichotomy, absence of reality....cannot exist without veracity.
(These) questions haunt my sleep........"Will I fail?" "Will I starve on the street?"
I played the odds against myself, I made a promise to my SELF!!!! (and he said)
External infections can't change the directions (and he said)
Can't let the conditions affect my decisions (and he said)
A world lost in my head
A world lost in my head.......Yeah
This is a call for celebration
We see it all amidst the lies
Awake to witness.....
This life you've contrived
We'll find a way to survive.
Break them all when the company comes......when the company comes.
Real them in then conformity comes......then conformity comes.
Control the weak when the company comes.....when the company comes
TEAR THEM DOWN TILL CONFORMITY COMES... TILL CONFORMITY COMES!!!
Those were the days............away from destiny.
This is what it took from us, torn away and turned to dust.
This is my soul, free of the crowd's control
I played the odds against myself, I made a promise to myself
This life you've contrived, we'll find a way to survive.
Run into the vastness of perception and belief.
Time takes it's turn, free your mind, know yourself
and look inside. Let it
BURN!!
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The Division of Two
04:41
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Davola - The Rising
05:32
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The Rising©2008, ©2009 Aaron Cloutier
The fingers clawing at the walls from idle hands, all desperate for the prize. Just a taste is all it takes, indoctrinated with his lies.
We sit and wait, no choice left but to contemplate the consequence (of our own arrogance)
The great debate, your righteous cause is fueled by hate. Look inside(you can still see the flaws)
.........Witness a dawning
Witness a dawning of a new age. With eyes open, we break forth from this cage.
RISING UPWARD RISING UPWARD!!!!
With frantic hands you cling to what (WAS YOURS!) All along it takes possession(YOUR SOUL) No resistance to obsession(IT’S LURES!) Never stopping till you’re under (CONTROL!!!!)
With frantic hands you cling to what you thought was yours(all along it takes possesion of your soul)
No resistance to the obsession(never stopping ’till you’re under it’s control.)
The day is lost, the line is crossed the final call (now pay the price for one and all)
It’s coming down, all that you built. You lost the crown................AND WE WONT BE THE ONES TO TAKE THE FALL
RISING UPWARD, RISING UPWARD. Let the past proceed to bury their dead.
Just a taste is all it takes. Indoctrinated with the master’s lies. We sit and wait, no choice left but to contemplate, the consequences of our own arrogance.
Fulled by hate(we will not) Tolerate(we cannot)
The fingers curl into a fist, you gasp for breath your knees give out. And as you swiftly meet the floor..........the sound you hear, ten million...
TEN MILLION VOICES ALL RAISED IN HATE, THEIR FISTS ARE POUNDING AT YOUR ...................DOOR.
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DAVOLA New York, New York
Davola is one musician's take on extreme metal from a composer's perspective. Building on what has been done in the past and pushing the boundaries to create something that hopefully is considered original yet familiar. The end result being that of a fan simply creating the music that he wants to hear. Drawing upon many influences the likes of Lamb of God,Strapping Young Lad and Meshuggah. ... more
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