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  • LYRICS: NEW FULL LENGTH

    Current mood:evil

    here are the lyrics to the songs on the full length so you can all understand exactly what the fuck i'm saying. if you like them, leave a comment. if you hate them, leave a comment, and then proceed to lick my balls.
    we'll be back to play some shows this summer so look forward to that. we are.
    anyway, enough rambling...

    FULL LENGTH LYRICS…

    DOOM
    My battle cry piercing the ears of gods,
    Sword soaked in blood on this frigid winter's night.
    My minions they obey my every twisted will,
    On this conquest fueled by hatred for this mortal world.

    A fate most foul awaits those who stand and fight.
    Through human sacrifice we've gained unholy might.
    The dead reanimated do join my legions now,
    Forever bound to my immortal demon soul.

    In droves their warriors are cut down by my evil horde.
    By swords and spears alike, they have been cut and gored.
    Through feasting on their flesh my followers gain their power.
    Blood-soaked I crack a smile, in this: the meek ones' final hour.

    Legendary pain we bring in our vicious wake,
    Causing e'en the strongest kings, with abject fear, to quake.
    E're my onslaught comes to close, I claim my final prize,
    Another kingdom's cherished queen, for my own sinful joy,
    Reduced to but a whore.

    The fallen's shattered skulls adorn this usurpéd throne.
    Their streets now sleep beneath a layer of ash and bone.
    I know with this my Dark Lord shall be pleased.
    Pure chaos reigns this night, the horizon bathed in flame.
    Their castle lays in ruins, now but a smoldering…
    A masterpiece of death I paint.

    Pure chaos reigns on this darkened night.
    The horizon bathed in flame – with this my dark lord shall be pleased.
    A masterpiece of death I paint.
    Their castle in ruins, now but a smoldering grave.

    A pyre raised high, fueled by these ancient trees,
    Boiling the fallen's mongrel skin, melting gums from yellowed teeth.
    Their feeble blood now flows from bank to bank,
    And to my victory a goblet full I drink.


    THE HORDE MOST FOUL
    A moonless night does set the stage,
    For the end of the human race.
    'Neath our world they've slept so long,
    Now they do awake to feast.
    All cities overrun,
    Have not a single chance.
    There is no defense,
    Against this wave of violence.

    No one is safe.
    There's no escape.

    Infected loved ones do attack.
    Their warmth – never to come back.
    They have but one twisted goal:
    To swallow all the living whole.
    Agility they lack,
    But they attack en masse.
    Hiding from death's not secure,
    These undead can smell your fear.

    So terrifying is this horde,
    These legions of former beings.
    And with Hell's jaws wide open,
    The undead do clamber forth.
    Now with their time extended,
    A gift from the Lord Below,
    Their evil earthly dealings,
    They'll finally bring to close.
    Oh so swift is their vengeance,
    They know no mortal bounds,
    Their decaying minds erased,
    No time for morals now.
    All those you've ever crossed,
    Are banging at your door.
    They hunger for your flesh.
    They'll make your wife their undead whore.

    No one is safe.
    There's no escape.

    Run if you dare.
    You'll be hunted,
    To the ends of the Earth,
    By this multiplying force.
    Unstoppable,
    They do advance,
    To coat the world with death.

    So terrifying is this horde,
    These legions of former beings.
    And with Hell's jaws wide open,
    The undead do clamber forth.
    Now with their time extended,
    A gift from the Lord Below,
    Their evil earthly dealings,
    They'll finally bring to close.
    Oh so swift is their vengeance,
    They know no mortal bounds,
    Their decaying minds erased,
    No time for morals now.
    All those you've ever crossed,
    Are banging at your door.
    They hunger for your flesh.
    They'll make your wife their undead whore.

    No one is safe.
    There's no escape.

    Infected loved ones do attack.
    Their warmth – never to come back.
    They have but one twisted goal:
    To swallow all the living whole.
    Agility they lack,
    But they attack en masse.
    'Neath our world they've slept so long,
    Now they do awake to feast.

    No one is safe.
    There's no escape.

    This moonless night did set the stage,
    For the end of the human race.
    Hiding from death's not secure,
    These undead can smell your fear.
    All cities over run,
    Have not a single chance.
    There is no defense,
    Against this wave of violence.


    THE KING'S RETURN
    Once a cherished member of those who float on high,
    The need for power consumed me,
    My mind decayed with pride.
    Now in my realm of flame, confounding mortal souls,
    This hatred flowing through me has reached a scalding boil.

    So long I've waited for a chance at sweet revenge.
    To coat Heaven in bloody red, I've made a solemn pledge.
    And in my mind I know the time is ripe.
    I must ready my minions to stage my second rise.

    The holy ones betrayed by my horde of scornéd ones,
    Called together by my will. This injustice shall be undone.
    These eons laying dormant have all but quelled my rage.
    As these bullets whizz on past my head I know my victory is at hand.

    On this scorchéd battlefield history shall be undone.
    A bloodied cherub's wings I hold on high as we make our final charge.

    In this dark aftermath all churches lay in ruin.
    A hollowed preacher's skull I use to drink to victory.
    The jaws of Hell hath opened, consuming everything.
    Great joy it brings to me to watch the righteous fucking crawl,
    Their faces in the dirt.

    So long I'd waited for a chance at sweet revenge.
    To coat Heaven in bloody red, I have fulfilled my pledge.
    And in my eyes I see their cities burning,
    Ash raining down upon this mortal world of shit.

    The holy ones betrayed by my horde of scornéd ones.
    Of angles' blood we've drunk our fill. Now I take my blackened throne.
    Those eons laying dormant did all but quell my rage.
    Now Savior, feel this pain: Hell's fury unleashed upon your face.


    REST FOR THE WICKED
    A watery grave – on this night I claim my own.
    Left here in this forsaken realm, my sanity has gone.
    At the bottom of this bottle there's no message left to read.
    Yet no weaker is its siren's call – it beckons unto me.

    Left in my darkest hour, without a companion,
    These thoughts of dark infect my mind.
    Waking from tortured sleep into my blackest of nightmares,
    Regret still burning in my spine.
    Looking back on what I had the loss seems far too great to bear.
    The pain, it clouds my sight.

    The fiend that lurks inside, over the years has grown so strong,
    Now it takes full control.
    My sickened mind, further compelled,
    Towards these acts so dark they'd make one born of evil fucking cry.

    An evil grin, in this moment lights my face.
    Tangled in this blackest sin, my mind flees this dark place.
    A violent drone I've become, losing my own free will.
    I know not how I've been possessed – my only instinct now to KILL!


    UNHOLY METAMORPHOSIS
    The skin up on my face crackles, now blackened goo.
    To the horror of those I loved, the flames my strength renews.
    By my dark master's will, in full, I am controlled,
    Obscured in dead of night with vengeance as my goal.

    Now faces of my family become but strange new foes.
    I let forth screams of rapture as their blood does stain my clothes.
    Absconding to the woods where I do now patrol,
    Tearing apart my victims. No hope left for my soul.

    So long I waited for this transformation, Lord.
    I hope to serve you well, leading Hell's earthly horde.
    A reign of terror we'll bring, crushing our every foe.
    A trail of pain we'll blaze, armies enveloped whole.
    Their fallen heroes to your putrid name we'll burn.
    E'en those who flee shall meet death at every turn.
    This offereing of flesh we set ablaze for you.
    Hope that with your unholy strength we'll be fore'er imbued.

    Far out of scorching daylight I must forever stay.
    This constant need of human blood, it forces me to slay.
    'Tis but a meager sum for this new power I hold.
    Drinking in their feeble life. No hope left for my soul.


    FORMIDABLE VICES
    And some day you'll pay,
    For all of these years,
    Wasted in this slavery,
    To the darkest of ideals.

    Enshrouded with white, you did fight hard for your mind.
    All this disguiséd in the blackest of your lies.

    I can not see through this,
    Opaque the future seems.
    Bathed in human vomit,
    So quickly I decay.

    I'd like to see you walk away from this cold nothing.
    The sweet kiss of alcohol – calming to my nerves.

    I can not see through this,
    Bleak the future seems.
    Bathed in human vomit,
    So quickly I decay.

    This obsession – like none I've known before –
    It pushes me to the jagged edge.
    I know no simple recourse from this path.
    My body aimed for bloodless aftermath.


    DARK LOYALTY
    Lost e'en to myself,
    Absorbed in dark service.
    By your words of strength I am renewed.
    In waking dreams at night,
    Find myself drawn to fields,
    Scorching the earth, rejoicing now for you.
    The blaze: my only light,
    By it your words I read.
    Slowly my mind it bleeds,
    Onto this blackened page.

    A sacrifice,
    I offer now at once.
    In heeding your dark will,
    My flesh it does now rot.
    The flies encircle,
    The maggots, they do crawl.
    Accept my feeble soul.
    Let your foul wants, by me, be fulfilled.

    My Lord,
    So long I'd lain in wait.
    I know I must bend low unto your will.
    And lo'!
    These bodies, they do burn,
    In your putrid name,
    From fire born of my own hands.

    A sacrifice,
    I offer now at once.
    In heeding your dark will,
    My flesh it does now rot.
    The flies encircle,
    So accept my feeble soul.

    Come curse me now,
    I tremble at your call.
    I am now poised,
    Make me a vessel of your will.
    My lord,
    Make me a vessel of your will.


    TREK THROUGH EREBUS
    Darkness consumes me now,
    Clouding my feeble sight.
    In blind rage I issue forth,
    Into this moonless night.
    I know not who I am,
    My body but a shell.
    My victim's tortured screams,
    Bring me my only joy.

    A violent game I play,
    With this human scum.
    Men, women, and children too,
    Become now but my trembling prey.
    Bathed in their glistening blood,
    Soaked to my very core,
    E'en after so much bloodshed,
    I can not help but thirst for more.

    Their whimpering,
    So hopeless,
    It makes me truly sick.
    Hands and legs,
    Bound tightly.
    Held in this ransacked church.
    While dissecting,
    These bodies,
    I find the face of my own bride.
    And without,
    Hesitation,
    I make my fatal choice.

    Regret now thrusts its claws,
    Into my decrepit spleen –
    A perfect exhibition,
    Of my human frailty.
    And twisting ever deeper,
    They bore a sickening hole.
    Fountains of blood do spray forth,
    Onto this once so hallowed floor.

    In rapture I close my eyes,
    Kneeling before my sacrifice.
    With arms and veins opened wide,
    I hope to burn this wasted soul away.

    Lyrics by James Curatalo

    stay brutal, everyone.
    -james
  • NEW FULL LENGTH & SHIRTS!!!

    Current mood:devious

    our new full length is done being mastered. many thanks to our buddy nate for pulling that all together & making it sound fucking brutal.
    there are also some cool shirts for sale... the design's by aaron crawford. buy 1 of those so you can scare people without even being naked! check out mr. crawford's art while you're @ it.
    in other news, we're @ college again, but once we get back there will be more shows. we're all looking forward to that, & so should you. also, if you think we should play in your area, help us out & give us some contact info for some of your local venues, then we can make it happen. it'll be a real grassroots brutality campaign.
    so listen to the new songs & tell us what you think. & if you like what you hear, tell other people about us. thanks.
    -IF
  • New Interview Up!

    Hey everyone,
    Check out this Unbound interview of us over at www.unboundzine.com/immaculatefatality.html.
    Many thanks to Mike from Unbound, for coming up with some actually meaningful questions for us to answer.
    Go check out the Unbound site. The interview looks really cool on their page.
    In other news: shirts have been ordered & once the graphics are printed on, they'll be read for sale. So if you want 1, get stoked right fucking now. They're going to look great.
    Also, we sent out some demos to labels recently, so wish us luck, if you care to do so.
    But no matter what you do, be sure to stay fucking brutal! 666
    -james
  • Unbound Zine: Demo Review

    Hey everyone, here's a review of our demo off of unboundzine.com.
    Head over there & check out their site, it's pretty cool.
    Anyway, thanks to the Mike of Unbound for reviewing the jams... eloquent stuff.


    "Immaculate Fatality-Demo (Self-Released, 2008)

    4/5 Stars

    With the ridiculous amount of bands around right now it seems like bands at the demo level might get overlooked. But in a case like Immaculate Fatality the demo is just too damn good to be overlooked. With a monstrously heavy yet melodic sound this California based band has a sound that could be likened to a cross between The Red Chord and The Black Dahlia Murder. Rhythmic crunch and Swedish styled guitar runs explode in a sound that is modern yet still has enough blasting to please fans of straight forward death metal along with the more modern metal fan.

    The riffing mixes rapid fire tremolo picking with chunky riffs and flairs of melody. The songs are energetic no matter the tempo and when the speed increases the band really flies by the seat of their pants. Some bands manage to be fast but not really aggressive. This is very fast but keeps the aggressive edge metal is known for. A song like Unholy Metamorphosis is a bit shorter but kicks you in the face for the entire song. The band does an excellent job of keeping the songs interesting while keeping the songs short and to the point. Obviously these aren't grindcore songs, but the band keeps things around the 3 to 4 minute mark which really allows the energy to stay high.

    The melodic side of the band comes out in both the main riffs themselves as well as the guitar solos. Sweep picking is used a great deal in the leads and it serves as an excellent contrast to the lighting quick riffs. The songs also manage to be very memorable and actually hit with a lot more staying power than some of the more well known bands playing a similar style. This is a band that realizes you need some substance with your speed and it really makes a big difference.

    It's with little hesitation that I can say Immaculate Fatality is a band that certainly has a bright future. This is a no holds barred fusion of brutality and melody that has enough energy and memorable riffs to leave a lasting impression long after the final notes are pounded into your ears. This is definitely a band to watch out for."

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