I, Omega: The Ravenous

by I, Omega

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03:50
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04:27

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released May 15, 2012

I, Omega is:
Andrew Slane - Drums
Calvan Christ - Bass
Thomas Borboa - Guitar/Vocals
Ryan Cano - Guitar
Clay Nevels - Vocals
Engineered, Mixed and Mastered: Kelly Cairns at One Light Media in Las Vegas, NV
Produced by I, Omega and Kelly Cairns
Management by Jim Present at Maphia Mgmt
A&R by Josh Grabelle
Artwork and Design by Travis Roberts
All songs © & ℗ 2012 Bullet Tooth
www.BulletTooth.com
Endorsements: EVH Amplification, Jackson Guitars, EMG Pickups, Loftee Apparel.
This EP is dedicated to the memory of Charles Montgomery Martin.

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Track Name: Butcher
We built these cells we locked them down with tongue and cheek please stand down now. Oh son you'll never believe it I feel alive since the first time. I've seen the sun walk quickly now before the night comes later every time that I hold your head under the realization that we're all calling out in hunger. The skin tight over knots and bones will ignite the fire set to destroy these homes oh how they run in horror. Goddamn this feeding monster before we all become one too. I scraped the blood from my nails with my tongue and teeth your marrow turned to longevity. I devour hearts still beating in hopes of the last image engrained in your eyes while be my sinister smile. Someone please call the butcher he can absolve us all. We'll stir the pot with your bones and steal the screams from your throat.
Track Name: Cannibal
I'll burn the masses to the fucking ground. I'll watch the trepidation take shape greedily savoring every reflection as your eyes begin to fade. You're safe now you won't feel a thing specifically my teeth as they rip through sinew and disbelief. I swore that I'd be accountable for counting out all the times that you were wrong with your heads held under water time stops as your heart falters. If we live to bleed then my veins are dry and empty you sucked them dry as you drank from my arteries. Our noble keepers are the worlds most foolish pawns they beg for your ears moving forward two steps then gone. We have nothing left more so nothing left to save you demand respect while striking the match against my teeth. I'm starving myself out of fear I'll never be human again. I swore that I'd be accountable for counting out all the times that you were wrong with your heads held user water time stops as your heart falters. If we live to bleed then my veins are dry and empty you sucked them dry as you drank from my arteries. The sweetened fangs of these snakes are keeping us here thirsty for their poison while they gently kiss your ear. I had the audacity speak of better times believe me that I've seen hell and you wouldn't last a day. I'm certain that all we'll have is a solitary death a eulogy written in sand while high tide pays it's respects.
Track Name: Heretic
I tear at these scars in my hands hoping the blood will warm and cleanse this red will sterilize the slate that I had to begin with three beggars arrived and brought forth to light this heresy grinning I sliced their throats and spoke through teeth "I know not what you speak."
I found my faith hanging on this door frame with legs kicking at the chair I'm holding inches away if I were God for only one day I'd protect those who were penitent and quietly looked away. You'll find me speaking to gravestones begging insight from the damned but taking the advice of the vultures perched of them.
I cradle my beliefs closer than most while water spills from your mouth. I keep my blood filled and closed. I found my faith hanging on this door frame with legs kicking at the chair I'm holding inches away. If I were God for only one day I'd protect those who were penitent and quietly looked away. The cancer that over takes us all is the ignorance we wear on our sleeves. Three beggars arrived and brought forth to light this heresy spilling their guts in the floor. I found them all to be as empty as me.
Track Name: Martyr
Watch martyrs fall and destroy our trust knees buckle as their limbs begin to rust while the meek are exonerated they say "these are fine, no need to evaluate." Throw them back you cowards or you'll be devoured don't you dare deviate. You had the nerve to spark the flame. Extinguishing it before the masses could tell the difference you had the nerve to spark the flame did you ever think that their arrogance would overcome you. Brandish golden smiles while you turn your cups onto disgrace while we caress out tongues soaking up what's left on the floor. We facilitate even though our principals are dead with an unmarked grave we keep their place with broken hands we hold our heads. I want the world's attention if only for a second to condemn you at the top of my lungs your standards have been questioned. We hold our hearts so they can stray the walls we've built will bend and break. What good is blood when the payments are passe passion has lost its worth and the players are un-phased. You had the nerve to spark the flame extinguishing it before the masses could tell the difference. You had the nerve to spark the flame. Did you ever think that their arrogance would overcome. This is a cattle call to every artist that dares don't conform to their confirmation. Don't relinquish your thoughts. I might lay down for a broken heart but I'll stand for a broken jaw your alibis haven't been acquired though they could save us all.
Track Name: The Ravenous
Using our femurs as oars we pilot this vessel of flesh navigating with acrimony sacrificing while you digress. This downtrodden man has been staved by a culprit that we have created. Oh captain. I feel we made a great error for the mutiny has overcome us all you have not earned the right to sit at my table your muscles atrophied and your mind surely is not able. I feasted for fear that the famine I wore as a dinner jacket would display a truer shade of humility. We are the ones who let the tables clear licked every plate clean and drank every drop so the masses could adhere. We chose to turn passion into obsession we're here to feed and feed to breathe so the wretched can disagree.
These writhing piles of glorification can't fuel this murder machine but weathered hands that sketched plans will send letters from Hell. We are the ones who let the tables clear licked every plate clean and drank every drop so the masses could adhere. We chose to turn passion into obsession we're here to feed and feed to breathe so the wretched can disagree. I wrote this song while gnawing on the bones of my heroes flossing my teeth with their locks wearing their skin as robes. We are the ones who let the tables clear licked every plate clean and drank every drop so the masses could adhere. We chose to turn passion into obsession we're here to feed and feed to breathe so the wretched can disagree.