Fit For An Autopsy
The crushing music of Fit For An Autopsy, originating from Jersey City, New… Read Full Bio ↴The crushing music of Fit For An Autopsy, originating from Jersey City, New Jersey, is for any fan of extreme metal, its sound and fury is absolutely unflinching in purpose. The band expertly blends excessive, force-fueled death metal with atmospheric groove and impassioned personal diatribes, reflecting back the dark state of current events. Formed in 2008, the band now consists of guitarists Will Putney, Pat Sheridan and Tim Howley, drummer Josean Orta, lead vocalist Joe Badolato, and bassist Peter "Blue" Spinazola. Their fifth studio album, "The Sea Of Tragic Beasts", doesn't waste time with fantasy or cliche gore horror. Fit For An Autopsy are metal guys, to be certain, but they grew up in the hardcore scene. They embrace the responsibility to put as much devoted purpose into their lyrics and message as they do into their dense, heady songs, forging a magnificently powerful new "post-deathcore".
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Fit For An Autopsy Lyrics
A Higher Level of Hate A higher level of hate. Running down your spine, into the…
Absolute Hope Absolute Hell We could have had it all Before the wells ran dry Before…
Black Mammoth Fools gold, siphoned and sold, merchants of death. Dead in s…
Children Of The Corn Syrup Human nature is the enemy Reaper in tow Sickle in hand No g…
Collateral Damage Severed soul. Buried in a box, below a home that burnt…
Conditional Healing Tell me how to make the room stop spinning. Bridge burner…
Dead In The Dirt Dead in the dirt Leave me be Dead in the dirt Now I…
Do You See Him For shepherds we shall be Leaders and liars cultivating the…
Empty Still Leave the room It was empty before and it is empty…
False Positive you don't know fucking pain distance is deafening and a drea…
Far from Heaven I saw the fallen stars Descend into the sea Reborn as fallen…
Flatlining Flatlining Flatlining I learn to live with the loss Take a…
Ghosts In the River Lay me deep in the mountain Frozen limbs collapse as they…
Heads Will Hang Death's breath on the back of our neck. The bitter…
Hellions Rise, Hellions Cowards stand on common ground until it cras…
Hollow Shell Mourners in the hallway Don't turn the lights out For they a…
Hydra Death's breath on the back of our neck. The bitter…
In Shadows Leave the light Fall deep to misery Beg for wings, I'm given…
Iron Moon Do you feel numb, or are you really just over…
Mirrors (I saw your ghost in my reflection I saw a darkness…
Mother Of The Year This is the bottom of the barrel Love and pain become…
Mourn Will they mourn for me? A dying memory Will they mourn for…
Murder In the First Dear devil, we tried to move them We had all the…
Napalm Dreams Seven oceans seven sins Seven billion souls that swim Back t…
No Man Is Without Fear Carved in concrete Castles and chapels They all play God whe…
Oh What the Future Holds Grieve. Servant. Lesser man. Plead to close the hole inside,…
Out To Sea The old man is gone, I hope he's drifting out…
Pandora Open pandora. Violent twitching towards the closing void. Th…
Saltwound Home in the absence of light Hammer the rusted nail deeper…
Savages All hail empty humanity. The end will be ravenous, for star…
Shepherd The shepherds kill their sheep Just to watch them die The en…
Spiral Embrace true emptiness Embrace true emptiness Behind the ey…
Still We Destroy I am human I am horror I am the creator and the…
Storm Drains I'd pour a bottle down my throat if it really…
Terraform When the world is empty of souls, it will become…
Thank You Budd Dwyer How the fuck did it come to this? What makes an…
The Colonist Where does the setting sun go to rest? Go to…
The Conquerer We'll tear this whole fucking world apart. Condemn the crown…
The Consumer A desecration, a wasteland, a gluttons paradise. A world inf…
The Desecrator Forgive me father for I have sinned. Taken the life…
The Executioner Undeserving and rightfully so for all that is good. There…
The False Prophet What makes you think that you're the only fucking one…
The Great Gift Of The World If it all went away tomorrow Would there be anything worthy…
The Jackal Just like a curse A walking plague of gluttony Ripping thr…
The Jackyl Just like a curse A walking plague of gluttony Ripping throu…
The Juggernaut The harvest of the human seed, the Earth is a…
The Locust Swarming in the streets. Pulsing in the blood of late…
The Man That I Was Not Beggars can’t be choosers, unless they opt out of the…
The Perfect Drug I got my head but my head is unraveling Can't keep…
The Sea of Tragic Beasts Fall in the fire with me Inescapable agony The rivers of ru…
The Travelers I saw the sun rise for the the last time, I…
The Wolf Stalking the herd with a rapid sense of purpose. The…
There Is Nothing Here Worth Keeping Show them violence. There is torment Behind every smilin…
Too Late Old ashes from repeated mistakes Hell in a shadow that I…
Tremors Mountains of bones Piled high for the picking Lift our skin …
Two Towers A chill arrives. It seals the loss in our eyes. One soul…
Unloved I never cast the first stone But I′m buried in rubble The…
Walk With Me In Hell Pray for blood Pray for the cleansing Pray for the flood Pra…
Warfare When the fuck did everyone Decide to become a politician Can…
When The Bulbs Burn Out "Every week we're seeing new and undeniable climate events …
Wither Put me in the fucking ground Ugly fucking gods, ugly fucking…
Your Pain Is Mine Screams from the embers of fire A fading light of a…
Chris Wu
on Shepherd
[Refrain]
The shepherds kill their sheep just to watch them die
The end of days is born under the burning sky
[Verse 1]
A thousand oceans spill upon the spoiled shores
Returning cities to the sea, all as it was before
Retreat beyond the walls where vultures go to die
Scavenge for substance as the last is swallowed by the flies
[Verse 2]
Now we compete with bird and beast
Cycles of deceit doomed to repeat
Sorrow we seed in to an earth I once believed in
A future stained in the blood of our children
[Pre-Chorus]
We carve through mountains, great shadows they cast
Now desolate wastelands, clinging to brighter pasts
Nations of thieves selling our souls for gold
Critical mass, our fate is terminal
[Chorus]
Man is the cancer
We call for death and it answers
Man is the cancer
We call for death and it answers
[Verse 3]
A thousand fires turn the forests into dust and bone
A wind so thick with ash, the statues shatter into stone
The leaders turn to lepers begging to survive
Scavenge for substance as the last is swallowed by the flies
[Bridge]
Behold true sorrow
Behold true sorrow
Behold true sorrow
[Refrain]
The shepherds kill their sheep just to watch them die
(Just to watch them die)
The end of days is born under the burning sky
[Breakdown]
Man is the cancer
We call for death and it answers
Man is the cancer
We call for death and it answers
[Outro]
We carve through mountains, great shadows they cast
Now desolate wastelands, clinging to brighter pasts
Nations of thieves selling our souls for gold
Critical mass, our fate is terminal
Our fate is terminal
Chris Wu
on Warfare
[Refrain]
When the fuck did everyone decide to become a politician?
Cannibals with causes armed with opinions
All you do is talk like you forgot how to fucking listen
[Verse 1]
I try to sleep but the dogs keep barking
Must be the tension in the room
It builds a rage in the back of the teeth
A distaste for civility
Compromise is cheap, conflict is sweet
[Pre-Chorus]
The space between us fills with dead air
Party lines drawn in the sand
We could never cross it
Bastards of social warfare
We had the chance to survive but we fucking lost it
[Chorus]
Traitors turning fiction to fact (Turning fiction to fact)
The ones who play the saint put the knife in your back (Put the knife in your back)
Daggers rain down on the disciples
Daggers rain down on the disciples
All we know
Warfare
[Refrain]
When the fuck did everyone decide to become a politician?
All you do is talk like you forgot how to fucking listen
[Bridge]
Herdsplitter, left and right
Bring an army of fools to a winless fight
Herdsplitter, rich and poor
Turn a nation of fools into a nation at war
[Breakdown]
We go for the throat
We do what we're told
Another day in the minefield
Another lie is sold
And we buy in
Playing the penny slots while they high roll
Another day in the minefield
Another lie is sold
[Pre-Chorus]
The space between us fills with dead air
Party lines drawn in the sand
We could never cross it
Bastards of social warfare
We had the chance to survive but we fucking lost it
[Chorus]
Traitors turning fiction to fact (Turning fiction to fact)
The ones who play the saint put the knife in your back (Put the knife in your back)
Daggers rain down on the disciples
Daggers rain down on the disciples
Warfare
Chris Wu
on The Man That I Was Not
Beggars can't be choosers
Unless they opt out of the game
In rose-colored relief
Empty out a glass of my own veins
I kicked that back when self-improvement sounded oh so sound
A toast to the good old days
They'll be rats here soon if it stays this quiet
Let 'em in, let 'em stay
Let 'em in, let 'em stay
(At least something get's what it wants)
Let 'em in, let 'em stay
Let 'em in, let 'em stay
Make me the man that I was not
I've dug this grave a hundred times
The dirt, exhausted as the mind
Make me the man that I was not
Cold feet at the altar of fire
Inhale the ash until the lungs retire
Make me the man I was not
We are worlds apart
A phantom in a fossilized city
Where familiar alleys of dirt and stink
Hide a disposable culture
Into a vacuum of hope, we sink
Phantom pain
Phantom love in chest cavities, be gone
Move on as the teeth bite the tongue to taste what is asked for
You will get what you want
You will get what you need
Get what you deserve
Ask and you shall receive
You will get what you want
You will get what you need
Get what you deserve
You get nothing
Let us be forgotten
Let us be forgotten
Make me the man that I was not
I've dug this grave a hundred times
The dirt, exhausted as the mind
Make me the man that I was not
Cold feet at the altar of fire
Inhale the ash until the lungs retire
Make me the man I was not
We are worlds apart
Let 'em in, let 'em stay
Let 'em in, let 'em stay
(At least something gets what it wants)
'Cause the god that gives
Always takes away
(Grieve)
(Servant)
(Lesser man)
(Plead to close the hole inside)
(Betrayer of self)
The paradise we dream
Just an oasis in the abyss
I've dug this grave a hundred times
If only to not exist
In the tragedy between earth and sky
Where suffering collides
We are worlds apart
There will never be a light for the black hearts
There will never be a light for the black hearts
There will never be a light for the black hearts
There will never be a light for the black hearts
There will never be a light for the black hearts
There will never be a light for the black hearts
There will never be a light for the black hearts
(There will never be a light for the black hearts)
There will never be a light for the black hearts
(There will never be a light for the black hearts)
There will never be a light for the black hearts
Chris Wu
on Conditional Healing
Tell me how to make the room
Stop spinning and spinning, and
(Spinning and spinning, and)
Bridge burner, thought machine
Car crashing fantasy
Burnout (A blaze of glory)
No one repents if they're living a dream
Force fed false peace
Crawl into the cage
Slow pace through sewer grates
Constricted veins of snakes
Conditional healing, you fucking fakes
I want their heads on a fucking stake
Systematic heaven dispenser
Automated addict rejector
Sharpened syringe, orgasm injector
Tools of the trade
Thirty milligrams of violence
Between Sun and Moon, there is silence
The alarm clock rings
Shivering and you're left with nothing
Heal me with what kills me
Heal me with what kills me
Tell me how to make the room
Stop spinning and spinning, and
(Spinning and spinning, and)
Shamans breed slavery
Chained to the gurney
Overdosed (A blaze of glory)
Licking the wound of dependency
When it has you
It has you for eternity
Systematic heaven dispenser
Automated addict rejector
Sharpened syringe, orgasm injector
Tools of the trade
Thirty milligrams of violence
Stand for a moment of silence
Eighty-one thousand times the light died
How many more mothers have to bury their sons?
You sick motherfucker
All for what?
A seat at the table in Hell
All for what, motherfucker?
A seat at the table in Hell
Heal me with what kills me
Heal me with what kills me
Tell me how to make the room
Stop spinning and spinning, and
Chris Wu
on Collateral Damage
Severed soul
Buried in a box
Below a home that burnt to the ground
Spare the ones who earn their death
Black ash for the rest
Worms linger
Leech fingered creature
Carving scars in the skin
Scapegoat, wading in the gene pool
Relapse
Settling in
Bow to your master
How high I would hold you
Adorned in the brightest display of suns
Beacon of hope, snuffed out in sorrow
Paradise undone
It takes everything to pull the teeth from the heart
When the bite is all that stings the senses back to life
Collateral damage
Face it
Embrace it
A seed planted in blood
It never belongs
We never belong
And like all rage, it's birthed in this place
Fate is nothing, until it's tested
Love is nothing, until it's gone
It's all inside you
The king, the servant
The garden, the serpent
It's all inside you
We were made to be broken
Fall into your fate, my chosen one
How high I would hold you
Adorned in the brightest display of suns
Beacon of hope snuffed out in sorrow
Paradise undone
Carriers so conditioned
To store the hate in the heart of the young
The act cannot be forgiven
Like father, like son
Collateral damage
Face it
Embrace it
A seed planted in blood
It never belongs
We never belong
Severed soul
The king
The servant
The garden
The serpent
And like all rage, it's birthed in this place
Fate is nothing, until it's tested
Love is nothing, until it's gone
It's all inside you
The king, the servant
The garden, the serpent
It's all inside you
We were made to be broken
Fall into your fate, my chosen one (It's all inside you)
It's all inside you
It's all inside you
It's all inside you
Chris Wu
on Two Towers
A chill arrives
It seals the loss in our eyes
One soul locked in two towers
I found us in another time, raw of heart and scar
A former shell, a future self
The bridge between the stone and sky collapsed
To oceans of embers, ever-vast
One soul remains, locked in two towers
One soul betrayed, accept the things you cannot change
The garden lies before me, secured from wolven claw
I give to you, if only to remain
“No my prisoner, the gate is closed.”
Only despair shall shape the bones of the dying plane
One soul remains, locked in two towers
One soul betrayed, accept the things you cannot change
Hear me betrayer, what is to come?
Covenant lost, what is to come?
Hear me betrayer, what is to come?
Covenant lost, what is to come?
All of death is due in time
Despair shall shape the bones of the dying plane
The winds that pass, whispering epitaphs
Carnivorous forms entwining sorrowed pasts
Carve into canyon hearts until the centuries cease
Once and for all, the martyrs of the coming fall
One soul remains, locked in two towers
One soul betrayed, accept the things you cannot change
One soul, two towers
One soul, two towers
Accept the things you cannot change
Chris Wu
on Pandora
Open pandora
Open pandora
Violent twitching towards the closing void
Through a maze of tortured pines, where life withers as one
Broken kin, broken kind
All who tread through the oil-soaked sea deserve the fate of the sinking sky
Our time here is not long
Broken kin, broken kind
Hide your hells in the dirt, where the dead define you
Hide your hells here on earth, where death will find you
Open pandora
Open pandora
The curse of coercion, two sides of a horrid mask
Distorted dependance, loyalists to the falsest flags
Wet work on the wasteland, white washing the rubble
It's never “too many graves.”
It's always “not enough shovels.”
Stand in the eye of the storm
Stand in the eye of the storm
Stand in the eye of the storm
All is calm but then comes the killing
All is calm but then comes the killing
Open pandora
Open pandora
Too many graves, not enough shovels
It's never “too many graves.”
It's always “not enough shovels.”
Hide your hells in the dirt, where the dead define you
Hide your hells here on earth, where death will find you
Turbines shriek in smokestack sermons
True call to nature, the mortal burden
The mother sleeps in the blood of the future
The dead define you, now death will find you
A world driven by extinction, only ends in extinction
Death will find you
Chris Wu
on Children Of The Corn Syrup
Human nature is the enemy
Reaper in tow
Sickle in hand
No gardens will grow on squandered land
We are all dead growth
Reaping all that we have sown
Rooted in your youth
Buried with the bones
The secrets they keep
They seep through the cracks of our homes
Here lies your mother
Born of this soil
Once famous for her beauty
Left a rotting corpse
Here lies our father
Born of this oil
Forged in the flames
We burn with no remorse
Instincts of the selfish to pillage
Nothing left to salvage
Architects of destruction
Instincts of the foolish to follow
Liars as they ravage the fruits of a fallen nation
American desolation
We only shit where we eat
Licking the plate clean
Such a modern convenience
A four course meal
For anyone not listening
Romantic dinners for two
The parasites and you
Human nature is the enemy
Reaper in tow
Sickle in hand
No gardens will grow
On squandered land
We are all dead growth
Reaping all that we have sown
Rooted in your youth
Buried with the bones
The secrets they keep
They seep through the cracks of our homes
Disgusting fucking human appetite
Cultivating the lands of desolation
Disgusting fucking human appetite
Fear the end of your exploitations
Disgusting fucking human appetite
Disgusting fucking human appetite
Chris Wu
on Mother Of The Year
This is the bottom of the barrel
Love and pain become one and the same
The gift of life
The curse of death
They pay for their lives with their bones and their flesh
Dreams lie like diamond rings
Babies and all the pretty things
And like it always does
The bad just gets worse
Hold them close
Between the worlds
There is sorrow in the sky
I hope it haunts you
Until the day you die
Scream their names into the sky
An innocent soul
We say goodbye
And carve their names into the rock
An innocent heart that the world forgot
Show me your true face
Show me how ugly you really are
Mother inferior
Lost voices in fields of ghostly silhouettes
Whispering the words of hell
Ever so softly in the ears of the children
Sending them to sleep in their cradles of ice
Show me your true face
Show me how ugly you really are
Mother inferior
I hope it haunts you
Until the day that you die
The whispers of the children in their cradles of ice
I hope it haunts you
Until the day that you die
The whispers of the children in their cradles of ice
Chris Wu
on Dead In The Dirt
Dead in the dirt
Leave me be
Dead in the dirt
Now I breathe the air
That the demons breathe
And they sing to me
So don't pull me up
From the bottom
The filth
I need to stay
I've been to the surface
Oh, and it's just pushed me away
Further from grace
What a disgusting fucking place
We've carved into the landscape
Stuffed with disease and decay
Bleeding out as clear as day
Hell has its hooks in me
So bury me in the back of the forest
Down in the mud
I'll find my peace
Just bury me in the back of the forest
And don't ever come looking for me
Hell has its hooks in me
Hell has its hooks in me
Dead in the dirt
Leave me be
Dead in the dirt
Now I breathe the air
That the demons breathe
And they sing to me
So don't pull me up
I need to stay
I've been to the surface
And it's just pushed me away
So bury me in the back of the forest
Down in the mud
I'll find my peace
Just bury me in the back of the forest
And don't ever come looking for me
Hell has its hooks in me
Hell has its hooks in me