The Archaic Epidemic - Den of Wolves

Among the serpents are the wolves in the skins of sheep
Hiding intensions of deception
Biding their time for the moment you’re weak
Lifeless spawns descend in the deepest of parts within our minds promoting safeness within yourself
Tearing down your self awareness to the impending act of remorse
Degradations begin to form
With the loss of trust boiling deep down inside, I reject all the light that I have felt

Desolate ingrates
I feel the lack of all remorse
Divisive fucking rats of deception
I try to sympathize, but these questions of your loyalty are flooding in my mind
No one ever sees what I always see;
A clandestine plot to subdue your unease
Carving you up in the blink of an eye
A slave to the words in a delicate mind
These reapers of life can’t wait to destroy your existence
They’re crawling through the weeds
Silently evading the light
Den of wolves, how I detest who you are
Attaching like filthy leeches
The unease merits my perception
Decay
The decay of my relations
Distrust in the ones I’ve grown to hold so close to me
The complications
My frustration
I’ll never know the kind of person you’ll be
I’ll vow to never trust anyone
But the end result will always slay me
The wolves will circle wanting chunks of flesh
They’re so unwavering
My senses are untethering
Open your mind or you’ll be next in line

Den of wolves
Stalking the innocent cunningly
I try to hide from you, you keep coming back
Terrorizing my psyche
I laid my faith in you
You turned yourself away in the blink of an eye
I needed you

You detached your remorse
(Your remorse)

I see them
Lifeless unencumbered life forms chasing after after me
How could you just choose to live a life like you do?
Just a bastard son lying through your teeth
You will target your own, to save your own perception

Den of wolves
(You fucking slay me)
Stalking the innocent cunningly
I try to hide from you, you keep coming back
Terrorizing my psyche
I laid my faith in you
You turned yourself away in the blink of an eye
I needed you
(Turned away when I needed you most)

All these years I was blind to the way that they are
Fucking waste of life, you’ll decay in pain
Craving my soul in spite of being soulless shills
Scheming cowards
I hope you decay in pain
(I hope you decay in pain)

Deathcore band from Fairfax, Virginia.

Lineup:
Ian Smith – Vocals
Andrew Meisenheimer – Guitar
Lukas Hubbard – Bass
Parker Yowell – Drums