I Have Seen Death

by The Fevered

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    releases January 27, 2017

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His Daughter
I Am Become Death
Roll Your Bones
The Hammer
The Agonist


Recorded by Mark Perry.
Mixed by Mark Perry and Matt Cook at The Shed.
Mastered by Dan Randall at Mammoth Sound Mastering.
Artwork by Alex Gillies.


releases January 27, 2017



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Track Name: Pigs
I see it, I feel it every day I wake; the crushing weight of coming face to the faceless men.
Have you seen the face of God? Have you ever seen the eyes of a pig being lead to the slaughter?
I have. I have seen death, seen war, seen plagues. Made friends with fate and bowed out.
I offer no protest, seek no peace on the way down, on the way out. I have seen death.
Track Name: Hypocentre
Ground zero, where the sun fell to Earth and sand and dust now make the sky. We burned the back of each hand, the dust of us carried away.
As children of men turned to ash dug out places to rest, I dream of when fire kissed them once, and lead their souls safely away.
Left waiting, dropped to our knees the hand of war grasping our eyes; It’s grip pulsing in time with the drops on our heads.
There are eyes, stuck burning my mind, irises charcoal and death reflecting that colour on skin waving like flags in the wind.
I see them every day, in the black rain.
There are eyes stuck burning my mind, irises charcoal and flame reflecting the king on his throne daring us, begging us to move.
I see them every day, in the black rain
Track Name: Panic
Blinded. Deafened. Panicked. Broken.
Inside, there’s nobody home because outside, the world has come undone.
There’s no point in coming back to save me, I was lost to the wind.
Now I cant remember the last time that I breathed easily or could see the bright side, after sunrise.
While we define tragedy in terms of what is lost, and where that loss hits most, life is the systematic removal of everything that sustains it.
We are only alive to devise the end.