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You Will Be Hated

by Old Thunder

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1.
I choked on my prayers today As the blood of my brothers filled my lungs I went silent as I heard their children weep And their cries of "mother father" stuck in my throat My eyes burned as I beheld them as torches within cages My comfort faded And the golden calf of convenience beheaded My silent mountain top crumbled as The chasm opened below me A gaping abyss to devour sheep I saw them wrapped in the Shepherd's arms Their scars bore testimony even in eternity I saw the heretics cloaked in wrath Their greed devoured them like acid I saw justice descend as white flame While the oppressed Were wrapped in arms of of peace Let no man say he knows the suffering of saints
2.
Son of mine Charm around my neck A bottle of perfume Poured out in the desert Sending waves up to the eastern sun Those fumes writhed around limbs Limbs to which you were clinging by a silken strain Limbs which opened you wide to being Pierced alive O my son, the roots run deep And your blood drips to the ground The sand congeals under your life Which waters the thirsting trees A monument to your own doom Erected in your arrogance Your revenge unfulfilled by the bridges you burned Did it flash before the whites of your eyes? Did your pride rise to your throat like the blood you bled? O my son, the roots run deep And your blood drips to the ground The sand congeals under your life Which waters the thirsting trees These messengers speak tragedy and deceit One tells me all is well Another pays no tribute, the proverbial disowning There is a disturbance in my spirit Your name unmentioned, you did not return from battle My tears stain the gate of bronze and stone, my son Our line has ended and I am forsaken by the fruits of my choices I shake the dust off my trembling hands and feet Would I had died instead of you, O Absalom My grief is as the juice of the vine grown bitter You fade, o warrior, and I cannot lift up my countenance to the noon sky
3.
Stone & Ink 05:47
Within stone walls Isolation No truth to reach deaf ears No bread to the hungry No comfort to the widow The tongues they spoke But ramblings to the dumb No approach to the throne No veils torn to the common No need for spiritual balm I beheld their stench Corruption To blind the eyes of babes To keep the Blood at bay To idolize mere men Dawn approaches I beheld a ladder in my dreams And a bridge to above And the multitudes poured from four corners And their souls shall shine anew And eyes will behold light The words they shall read Forged upon the stone of my passing
4.
Wake to time suspended Glimmer in the distance Not far from the threshold The flame will go out Burning within and without I lift my singed hands No cry for water No plea for respite Brazen spirit Immune to clements This soul will not sleep But chaff will be purged Gold flows forth From the silence of testimony Were I given a hundred more chances No wavering Tear and rend muscle from marrow No recanting Open the king’s eyes Mold the clay of his hardened heart Cover a twisted nation in mercy Redeem the blood spilled The trees and flames will clap A signal to kin The possibility of endurance Rejoice Called to burn brightly City on a hill Not far from the threshold
5.
Altars 07:17
As a page turns upon the stone I am named harbinger of pain But never have I been more fearful To hold the power and life and death Lie before me as my heart cowers Await your end Await me Single ray shines Motes of dust rest upon A writhing frame Fear spills forth as I speak justice Compelled to bring Doves’ wings of peace from agony To bring doves wings of peace Into gnarled hearts Of the oppressed and the beaten Fear spills forth as I speak justice Compelled to bring Silence from agony I cannot take a life So when I wake I will examine my soul A page turns upon the stone Final screams captured Etched in eternity I cannot take a life So when I wake I will examine my soul Final screams captured Etched in eternity I awake And consider The death of the evil inside of me
6.
Upon an altar of marble Blackened heart poured as wine Redeem this filth Iniquity chalice filled to the brim And it reduces under light Whitewashed cups Wicked works no longer prosper For there is no scale No balance Soul of man laid bare And our deeds will not save us Return to dark corners Where we once found shelter How great the deception We swallowed without pause A worm in the eyes of God A thief in the presence of justice Beg for Hell
7.
Threshold 04:32
Justice descended as white flame And the retinas of the wicked burned within their skulls Rivers of blood filled chasms of the earth This is the great banquet of the Lamb Heretics and deniers cloaked in torture The smoke of their torment as incense The oppressed and rejected Lifted their heads in hope Maranatha At long last Kingdom without end

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The first full-length album from Kentucky-based metal project Old Thunder. You Will Be Hated explores themes of the suffering of the martyrs from the early Church up through the Protestant Reformation as well as the tension of the depravity of man in contrast to the justice of God.

You Will Be Hated has two different "sides": Tracks 1-4 are more aggressive and draw influence from crust punk and death metal, while still holding a firm sludge influence. The last three tracks branch into solemn death/doom territory and continue in the sound established on Slings & Arrows and the Bloodlines split EP.

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released December 8, 2017

Dustin Grooms - all instruments and vocals

YWBH was written from 2015-2017.

Artwork by Josh Thieler
Drum recordings captured by Austin Berry in Feb/Mar 2017
Bass, guitars, and vocals recorded in Morehead, KY in Spring/Summer 2017

Mixing and mastering by Spencer Still

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Solo studio project based in northeastern KY. Old Thunder explores themes of suffering, loss, and redemption, inspired by life and literature alike.

Defunct as of early 2018. Thanks for the support.

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