The Agony Scene was a metalcore/deathcore band from Tulsa, Oklahoma, USA. On October 8 2008, frontman Mike Williams confirmed that the band had broken up in the spring, and that most people had not noticed until now. Although The Agony Scene was known for blending several corrosive elements from genres including thrash metal, black metal and hardcore punk, the band is also generally considered to be a part of the New Wave of American Heavy... [read more] - Scape Goat
abandoned, broken and bleedinga feast for their eyes, a spectaclea martyr of the foresakena scapegoat for their sufferingburn me alive..BURN ME ALIVE!i feel the hatred behind their eyesBURN ME ALIVE!in eager circles...
- Suffer
a sickening displaya scar for every linethe beauty and the painof total agonythese lacerationsthe stench of slow decayit desecratesmaking beautiful profanea tragedythe suffering of lossthat seperatesa fragile soul...
- Forever Abandoned
wrists are severedthe deepest cuts are traced in redso beautifulthe seperation of her flesh from the razorfeeling a pain she's never knownlike broken glassdraining the blood that's running coldshe tasted eternityit's...
- Screams Turn To Silence
as I watched the walls collapsebeneath a hollow shell of liesworn paper-thin and stained in blackfell below the fading lightthe shards that penetratethe thickest of my skinIfeel the sting, it seperatesand bleeds my...
- Prey
from grace she fel beneath the ashesthat forced her to her kneescut her open wideto bleed her body dry of feelingthe wounds the wounds will form no scars, only memories..tearing at the scars, she's open widescreaming...
- Sacrifice
we die one thousand deathsthey held us close to taste the flamesa sacrificeto pacify the gods they've madethe stench of stagnant bloodcollects in pools of miserythey drained from us and stainedthemselves in...
- My Dark Desire
her touch intoxicatingshe holds my heart within her handsUNMERCIFULSHE HAS BECOME MY EVERYTHING!kissed with broken glassthe softest touch will penetrateand steal my breathI close my eyes and suffocateshe is my dark...
- Scars Of Your Disease
I am the ever-forsaken bastard child of your diseaseyour dead and abandonedstrung up for all of you to see*** and screamingso beautiful profanethe essenence of bleedingthe scars that bare my nameI am the hatred...
- Procession
the stench of the hopeless and woundedthe cries that escape from the depths of regreta bleeding, mass in processionthat fell on the path from which it strayeda whisper in total darknessto die at the hands of what we...
- The Darkest Red
I bleed this blasphemythe sin that courses through my veinsit burns beneathbeneath the scars of my decaythis sufferingthese fingers claw against my fleshI pray for thisthis touch that takes away my breathI pray...
- Habeas Corpus
stabwounds will take their toll murderer with her smile and as an afterthought she kept the heart he gave her beauty can be so cruel she once swore him forever to make good on her word ensured he'd never leave her she...
- Eyes Sewn Shut
d skin weathered lifeless and torn the eyes sewn shut and tounge form the mouth she lay bleeding scarlet stains ripped out the stiches his hands blasphemy
- Vivid
in the midnight hour we wished for dawn alas we've reaced the final gaze pull the pins from beneath my skin kissing each of your eyelids closed murderer she looks beautiful bleeding and the tears fell down so tired i...
- Judas
they shut their eyes now that night has fallen and pray the wolves are kept at bay for now the mist hangs arms wide open like some cruel depiction of Christ for now the silence comforts lost souls who in this moment...
- Paint It Black
I see a red door and I want it painted blackNo colors anymore I want them to turn blackI see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothesI have to turn my head until my darkness goesI see a line of cars and...
- Shotgun Wedding
she wasn't born in that brothel i'm told well aware of where she was well aware of where she'd end up in what position dressed in red down on her knees she'd done this sort of thing before choaking back on this...
- The Lines Of Suicide
my heartstrings cease to strain i've aquired a taste for poisoned lips drank deep of this disease in me adored with prying eyes beneath a mask made of flesh and thorns collected from the ones she'd loved before her...
- We Bury Our Dead At Dawn
Their whispers become like cries tears fall from blinded eyes ninty nine have burned as embers ninty nine have lost their lives tired arms now fight for life amidst the crashing waves they're drowning will you hold me...
- The Damned
songs made of whispers silent screams like a choral of the dead needles prick the softest skin and the breeze screams bloodlust these eyes gazing over the hilltops burning red the night skies seem to follow me...
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