Beneath Buried Bones

by Wasted Heretics

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released December 7, 2019

Written and Recorded by Wasted Heretics & Skylar Tizzard
Recorded By Reid Paraszczynec and Brett James Lindsay at the Recording Arts Institute of Saskatoon
Mixed by Reid Paraszczynec
Mastered by Tony Lindgren at Fascination Street Studio


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Wasted Heretics Saskatoon, Saskatchewan

Wasted Heretics is a melodic death metal band that refuses to be confined by the typical boundaries of death metal. The music is a dense mix of diverse styles and influences. While being heavily rhythm and groove oriented, there is still a strong emphasis on melody and technical proficiency. ... more

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Track Name: Resurrection
There’s a whisper in the wind, these whispers speak of peace
Voices not my own, the damage I have done
Converse in my head, in search of release
I watched my world burn
I have risen from the dead

Whispers, riding on the wind. Freezing breeze, bites into my skin. Words
prophetic, of a future, based on correlated consequence of past.
These voices, converse in my head. An open discussion concerning why I still
live. Evidence concluding that I should be dead and yet here I stand.
These whispers speak of peace, the damage I have done, in search of release.
These voices tell me to: Watch and learn, don't breath don't speak, don't be
absurd. Heed the lessons learned, observe power in words. put a bullet a
bullet in my head, waste of holy lead.

I walk my path alone, disguised as a fragile soul

And now the ground beneath me quakes, as these walls around me break.
These whispers speak of peace, the damage I have done, in search of release.
These voices tell me to: Watch and learn, don't breath don't speak, don't be
absurd. Heed the lessons learned, observe power in words. I have returned.
As I watched the winds of change, wrap around my everything
A smile crawls across my lips, A pathetic past will not be missed
Stare into these eyes host to no soul, there’s no one home
Track Name: Heresy
Obscured realities, in a skeptical mind. Unrealistic inabilites? That distort themind. Blinded by horrid aspirations of suffering, through your intellect.
Only to realize you must be prepared to die. Deliberate restrictions to
knowledge blacking our own ideas of existence. Unfair? Heresy corruption ourhistory, through unknown acts of treachery darling individuals,
understanding. Committing apostasy for all to see.
Banished and shunned for heresy’s lies. Esoteric texts obscured, for ordinary intellects? That you become when you defected your beliefs in god and religion. Virtual ethics of morality falsified in the eyes of the papacy.
Perception, humanities dilution. Obsessive analysis of lifeless identities.
Track Name: Called to Obliterate
Against us, tenacious, this filthy plague of bastards march against us

Begin the end of tyranny
Whose now bloody burning standard

Was raised

To the sounds from out in the fields
The howling of these fearsome soldiers
Come to cut the throats of
All those you've come to know
Let impure blood flow
And water our furrows
To quell a disease
We go

For it is us they dare plan to render unto slavery
The vile despots would have themselves be
The master of your destiny
Say your goodbyes
For we march
It may be our doom
As we now face new horrors
Take in all you love
Let go
We must march
Summoned by countless lost souls
Called forth to obliterate
Now face to face with our resolve
Unwavering and resolute
Death in forms and fashions
To speak of would be to dilute
The shear measure of obliteration
A sunrise blood red
Reflected off of bloodstained stones

Abolished a once great force
No longer bled of meaning
No longer bleeding
We are the winds of change
No longer borrowed
The air we breath
Track Name: Bleeding Meaning
A feared conclusion plagues the minds of the faceless patrons of a doom,
plotted out and scripted by: Certified patrons, of deceit and persuasion.

Corrupting humanity’s view.

Bleeding meaning from the lives of their servants, blinded by:
The creation of purpose in being. An image of life, epitome, deceiving. “How it
should be”, as they have you believing. Embellished fantasies.
Bleeding meaning from the lives of their servants, blinded by
A subconscious predetermination, programmed into a self-absorbed nation.
Lead by the kings of greed. Acceptance of existence, in ignorance. A population
made into machines, finding comfort in virtual stimulation and the ascent of
mental separation, from a physical being.

The catastrophic subjugation of lives believing in

A horizon of possibility
Relentless the barrage
Embellished fantasies

Cancerous infection, desiring of ascension. The breathing seem seeking the
glory of self defeat. Crush those before you, take everything you feel you
need. Your life embodies the “right to succeed”. Pathetic sheep.
Track Name: Degradation and Decay
Track Name: Humanity Slaughterhouse

Populations consuming the provided. Conscious created reality, perpetrates
the existance, of humanity. By what means do we perceive, the justification, a
reason to breath? Degradation and decay, curse cast upon humanity.
The cultivation of human lives, similar to that of a livestock manifest. Bred
for the butcher, fed on each other.

The death of perception, a myth of redemption
Every breath wasted uselessly, seeking salvation
Hear the souls screaming, fleeing damnation. Witnesses a world bleeding,
seething from incisions. Degradation and decay, cruse cast upon humanity


A myth of redemption, wasted every breath uselessly

Seeking salvation
Divine intervention
Track Name: Outer Life
Living, breathing, on this land.
Unknown lifeforms, swarm these sands
What is this world, where I stand
Seeking, answers I can”t find
Where the hell is my mind
There is no escape, its crushing me
I am lost in a world, I’ve never seen
A place like earth, we are not alone
Awareness, of the universe, so fast inside
I am exposed, to outer life

There is no escape it is crushing me. I am lost in a world I’ve never seen. A

place like earth. We are not alone.

Living, breathing, on this land, the unknown. Lifeforms, swarm these sands.
What is this, world where I stand. Seeking answers I cannot find, where the

hell is my mind

Perplexed, filled with fear, I see the truth. My denial of outer life, is laid to

rest. A place like earth, we are not alone.
Awareness, of the universe, so fast inside
I am exposed, to outer life
There is no escape, its crushing me
I am lost in a world, I’ve never seen
A place like earth, we are not alone
Track Name: Evolutionary Oversight
A blood red sunrise
Visible on the horizon
Staining the sky above
Visible to the remaining

Emergence of a race superior, evolutionary gene, homo sapiens

Imbued with
An unchallenged
Unchecked consciousness
Eradicate, desecrate, erase
Suffocate, mutilate, debilitate
Proceed to annihilate, efficiently incinerate

Fill the graves
Blood runs

Bloodlust, begins flooding my veins. Instinct to abolish, that which. Has been
ordained. Has been ordained. Come forth, full of fear. To me, you now plead.
Forgiveness you seek, for actions committed in greed.
Track Name: Left to Rot
Borrowed unto you, from some master almighty, (Degenerate)a generous lord
of the land. Ultimately permitting oxygen to enter the blood flowing through
the veins, beneath your skin.

And in return, a pledge an oath.

A guarantee to be ready, to give your life for them. Promised unto you, by
forked tongues and songs learned and sung. You’ll be cleansed of sin.
A concept created. Ensuring never ending servitude.
Generations, sown and harvested. Gains from grains of souls, baked and
happily, digested. Humanity, blatantly molested. Violated from moment of
conception. the inheritance of a population, bred into and fed ignorance.
promotions alter the mind, what is reality, to a world of the blind?

Eyes observe, ensure
Mandated, priority

People become commodities, value assessed in a series of skill testing
questions. Faulty products disposed of, left to rot, now decomposing,
fertilizing, seeds sown. By the wealthy.

Corroded the reasons to bleed

Shrouded ideals stimulate intention, pursuit of belief.
Condemned as the unneeded breed, herded like sheep. Gluttonous feeding and
breeding, blinded by faith. Idle a generation satisfied by digital screens.
Content to sit and rot, having sold their name.
Dejection like an infection seeps in, seeds within. A generation terrified, to be
alive, would rather die. Affliction of addiction, life passes by, content to sit
and rot, having sold, their name.
Track Name: Beneath Buried Bones
Arising from beneath
Buried bones
Bloodstained stones
Remnants of lost souls

Called forth by the lords of plague and set upon this earth

Amidst this worlds strife unnoticed

Breath of toxic fumes
Called to stand
For it is time
Bring forth this plague
This earth will end
Infection spreads
Soldiers of dread
Feast on the sorrow of the soon dead
Regret is to late
Indulgence has sealed your fate
For it is time
End the reign of humankind

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