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VACANT

by ILL TEMPER

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1.
Born Blind 01:54
Step into the light Shield the sun from my eyes Step into the light. Shield the sun from my eyes. I wish i was born to die I wish i was born to die Shield the sun from my eyes I wish i was born blind. Born blind. Born blind. Born blind. I wish I was born blind.
2.
Disgust 05:13
Death to the human race. Deviant mindset, and an aptitude for violence Your own kin, another victim. The sick intentions of the demon that taints your mind Is all I need to pass my judgement. You are amongst the despicable. Worthless Scum of the earth You are amongst the despicable. I only have one fucking intention Break the skin that hides the beast within A recreant to the core of that rotted heart Your demise comes clear to me (I see no color in your eyes How does it feel to be dead inside) I see no color In your eyes, how does it feel when you're dead inside Innocent blood is dried on your hands Seeker of malevolence. Fester and burn in the essence of hatred Where is the gratification in your actions? Do you find pleasure in your inhumanity Do you feel alive as you take their life I see your kind in black and white You're all the same, you deserve to die x2 You all fucking disgust me. Suffer. I will be an advocate to the death of the human race. I will be an advocate to the death of the fucking human race. You all disgust me.
3.
Unwelcome 03:14
I can't sleep, I've seen what should not be seen. Am I insane, i know im I'm not dreaming It's not a lie, it's not a lie, it's not a lie. There was something in my head That escaped through my eyes. Every fucking hallway is another dreaded walk of despair. There's nowhere to go with these demons everywhere. Is this all in my head? I can't think clear. I'm losing sight, I'm losing my mind. A contortion of thoughts and images It's all in my head It's all in my head Crawling underneath my pale skin I'll never fucking sleep again. I'll never fucking sleep again. when demons lay next to me in my bed. I feel like a stranger Apparitions are still unfamiliar Paranoia sets in, I wish I was alone again. This is not a home, it's a host. I know I'm not to be saved, I'm to be forsaken. I'm getting so fucking sick Of the fear I've been burdened with x2 FUCK. When my eyes roll back I can still see you. I'm so fucking sick (x3) of the fear I've been burdened with
4.
Collective chaos invokes the uprising Of the worthless disposed The hive mind comes alive Blood flows from the mouth of the tyrant. You kept me as a servant to exile A slave to solitude, I crawled out of the rats nest To feed on the rotting flesh. Nothing will stay the same We are the children of disarray. Nothing will stay the same We are the children of disarray x2 Useless x2 We are the starving hounds That you left caged Our skin may cling to our bones But we can still find the strength for Revenge. Revenge. Will fall in the palm of our hands. Unstable lies lead to consequence Today we are the dealers of judgement. (We are not useless x2) We are not useless We are the anomalies A legion standing against those who shackled thee. I speak for the voices of many Who will stand with me? Who will stand with me? Nothing will stay the same We are the children of disarray. Nothing will stay the same We are the children of disarray. Victims to dispossession Lost in the eye of cruel intention Misguided perceptions defiled your senses, do you wretch at the sight of your own reflection? Now the hounds are upon you Fall to the useless youth.
5.
Drown It Out 02:51
Drown it out. I don't want to know this world. drag me back down. Everyone's fucking my head, I'm sick of how You stand idle with no sense of defiance. Motherfucker step up and show me violence. I wanna know what it's like to love the pain Seeping out of your veins Seeping out of your brain Bash the skulls of every mindless drone Walking the streets of hell as I know Sick of myself Sick of everyone else So just let me drown. Im afflicted with the curse of living just let me drown it out from within myself So just let me drown I'm afflicted with the curse of living. Just let me drown it out Watching myself as the blood pours from my mouth. Sick of myself. I'm sick of it. Leave me mangled and bleeding. Hung from the ceiling, how is it feeling Now? The blood rushes to my head I'm starting to feel like this could all end. I've come to love the taste When I bite my tongue, drawing bitter blood into my lungs This hate will drag me under motherfucker. I've come to love the taste When I bite my tongue, drawing bitter blood into my lungs. I want to drown From the inside out I want to drown From the inside Out
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Spit Blood 05:58
Spit blood, in the haunting face of death You can drag me in but I will drag this out. My whole life I've been cowering on my knees. Death will take me eventually. Death will take all of us. X2 I feel The fear No doubt Open your eyes while you're alive Death will take us all Divide The lines Between falling and flight You know death will take all of us All of us But if we dwell in fear of an end all fate Instead of thrive in the life we are given There will be no prospect to existence And you will mean nothing. So will you stand in the face of adversity Or drop to your knees. and know that YOU WILL NEVER LIVE A LIFE WORTH LIVING. So show me, So show me what life is worth. Do you have fire in your veins, Or are you scared of ambition. Will these walls only keep you safe, Or keep you away. // I'm finding it harder to breathe, Inevitability haunts me. Will these walls only keep me safe, Or keep me away. One life , one chance, make this your own. FUCK THE REAPER. You will never live a life worth living Hiding in a hollow shell. Spit blood in the face of death You're worth more than this. <You will never live a life worth living Hiding in a hollow shell. Spit blood in the face of death You're worth more than this. Cut me open, we all bleed the same. Cut me open, we all bleed the same.> Spit blood in the fucking face of death. Death. X3

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released July 23, 2017

Zach Birmingham - Vocals
Ryan Buckingham - Drums
Brad Kromhoff - Guitar/Bass

Recorded by Curtis Buckoll at Rain City Recorders.
Mixed/Mastered by Kevin Billingslea at The Halo Studio.
Logo by Luciferium War Graphics.
Art by Rotten Fantom.

All music written by Ill Temper.

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