|Released||February 15, 2013|
|Genre||Technical death metal|
Pinnacle of Bedlam is the seventh studio album by American death metal band Suffocation. It is the band’s first full length record since Pierced from Within to not feature Mike Smith, instead featuring returning drummer Dave Culross, making this his first full length record with Suffocation and his first release overall with the band since 1998’s Despise the Sun.
|1.||“Cycles of Suffering”||3:56|
|4.||“As Grace Descends”||3:04|
|6.||“Pinnacle of Bedlam”||3:42|
|9.||“Rapture of Revocation”||3:49|
|10.||“Beginning of Sorrow”||4:32|
1. Cycles Of Suffering
2. Purgatorial Punishment
3. Eminent Wrath
4. As Grace Descends
Man fell from his grace and strayed from the path
His anger now intolerable
Insidious behold the pale white horse
Hooded messenger of death is now set forth
His dismal gaze cripples souls
Renounce the seven deadly sins
The air unfit to breathe
The water poisoned by a blessing
Darkened skies witness the final sunset
Red rain showering from the heavens
As grace descends!
Barren lands diseased
Complete collapse of conditions
Burning, searing, putrid air
Inhale the toxic atmosphere
Asphyxiate, drown in blood
Boils the flesh and eat through tissue
Torrential acid rain
The ground quakes
Separates denying life
As grace descends
Volcanic debris consumes those left alive
The extinction witness
…as grace descends
5. Sullen Days
6. Pinnacle Of Bedlam
7. My Demise
9. Rapture Of Revocation
10. Beginning Of Sorrow
The beginning of sorrow has come.
You cannot build but can destroy with what is left on earth.
Damage, now permanent, is yet enhanced day by day by unstoppable greed.
You are never truly happy unless one suffers more than yourself.
The choice is none, you will live in a world where you must fight a battle.
Some weaker, some stronger, in termination we’ll die as one.
We fight amongst ourselves, enhanced by racial difference.
Our hatred never to diminish, it’s just growing and growing ’till
out day of release.
We race towards the years of tribulation, where wars, plagues and
What is the antichrist?
What is it’s form?
Questions still asked yet unanswered.
No need for answers, with it’s arrival brings sorrow, a sorrow soon
dealt upon all.
Perhaps it’s a pestilence in a form of virus spreading in it’s own
Perhaps it is famine killing off millions.
Does this happen ’cause we lack enough food.
One man’s greed affects others less privileged, a cruel form of
Why does this happen?
It is predestined fate not open for reason or change.
It’s all been predicted, we’ll die in vast numbers of a sickness
that has no known cure.
We’ll play the unknowing yet all are aware tribulation is here now