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Enforsaken - In the Eyes of Death IV - Tales of Bitterness
In the Eyes of Death IV
Disc 1
01. Despicable Heroes
02. Force Fed
03. Peace, Piece by Piece
04. Hits You Like a Hammer
05. You Will Never See
06. Black Seeds on Virgin Soil
07. Mont Blanc Providence Crow
08. In and Above Men
09. A Halo Askew
10. Dilemma Inconceivable
11. Seeds
12. Exsanguinated Life
13. We Bury Our Dead at Dawn
14. Tales of Bitterness
15. This Is My Own
16. Disintegrate
17. Displayed Decay
18. Tribulation
19. Cold Hate, Warm Blood (live)
Disc 2
01. Monochromatic Stains
02. Mora‐Lized
03. Unleash Hell
04. So You Die
05. Torn Pages
06. Don’t Need a Reason to Hate
07. Necropol Lit
08. Splintered Visions
09. Hero
10. Rise
11. Raise the Stakes
12. I Am Vengeance
13. Birth of the Three (The Unification)
14. Trials of Gore
15. Murderer
16. Phased
17. Chew Your Fingers
18. Relentless
[Words by Steven Sagala, Music by Steve Stell and Joe DeGroot.]

[Lead: Stell]

The illusion in us all - a social parasite
Manipulating circumstance or a judgment stigmatized?
The inner revolution, the ruins of the heart
These are tales of bitterness let me take you to the start

I feel it coming down
And waiting at my door
My God so far away
Does he need me anymore?

We travel in this rapid form
Unable to fulfill our dreams
The fleeting thoughts of yesteryear
Impossible for you to breed

Songs of a shattered lifetime - modern day dramatics
Another contradiction is rising through the conflicts
Nothing lasts forever
Nothing stays the same
We are magnificent material exposed to decay

At the farthest reaches of my sight
You're not there

Where are you now?
As I cry for my reprieve
Where are you now?
As I become who I am supposed to be

Tear my heart
Ease my pain
Further below us yet so up high
This paradise will never survive

The wrath of mankind means nothing here
The hands of the liar will seal my fate
I am burning alive

As the angels weep, the prophet decrees
"Withered wings shall befall the kings"

[Lead: Stell]
[Lead: DeGroot]

The illusion in us all - a social parasite
Manipulating circumstance or a judgment stigmatized?
The inner revolution, the ruins of the heart
These are tales of bitterness let me take you to the start

I feel it coming down
And waiting at my door
My God so far away
Does he need me anymore?
We travel in this rapid form
Unable to fulfill our dreams
The fleeting thoughts of yesteryear
Impossible for you to breed