The Writing On The Wall

The Writing on the Wall

Senjutsu

Days Of Future Past

The Sick, The Dying… And The Dead!

Night Stalkers (feat. Ice T)

72 Seasons

Sleepwalk My Life Away

You Must Burn!

Chasing Light

why do i have to feel this pain
when all you had to say 
was go away
you expect me to move on
and maybe i have, but
im certainly not okay 
oooo im not okay 
haunted by the thought of you
moving me aside 
like my feelings don’t matter
caught up in the things you do
oh what a ride it’s been 
yearning for what i’m after 
you taught me i deserve better 

i don’t want to be another afterthought 
so i went out back and burnt the letter
i’m done with it all now
let’s change the weather
like you change lovers 
yeah (one last time) 

tell me all your lies
as if you don’t care 
that i’m dead or alive
who the fuck you kidding 
with all your problems
and your stupid disguise 
oooo stupid disguise
thinking about what i’d do
if it was just me and you 
left on the planet 
drinking away all my sorrows
left all alone
i guess i couldn’t handle it
but what’s on my mind
is one last time to cross the line

i don’t want to be another afterthought 
so i went out back and burnt the letter
i’m done with it all now
let’s change the weather
like you change lovers 

oh you’re sad? 
well i don’t really give a fuck
GO!

you had the chance
to fall in love with this
but you rather be the one
to take the piss
all my life i’ve been 
the last one the get a kiss
now all you’re left with 
is the thought of what you 
fucking missed 

i don’t want to be another afterthought 
so i went out back and burnt the letter
i’m done with it all now
let’s change the weather
like you change lovers 
one last time
one last time

One Last Time

Lion Among Lambs

Lyrics:
from the land of the desolate
where the scarecrow roam with a temperament and a curved blade
he bout serve a little dish served cold in the worst way
in a cursed grave that you lay when you die
all it takes is a slice for you to beg for your life
all your useless cries are just music to I
so you should close your mouth and open your eyes

you got time to watch it all get wasted
now you're buried alive by the choice your making
step on the chair and tighten the rope
ain't no need to say prayers when you lost all your hope, huh?
feel the blade scrape down your spine
as the birds of prey gouge out your eyes now
cutting nerves til you're paralyzed 
miles of vile visions got you terrified

Paint the lines
Cut the man
Remove the bones
And wear the skin 
got no control of my head 
that's why I took apart your flesh        

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Vilephile is a concept-driven metal band rooted in horror, mythology, and the grotesque decay of the American Midwest. Emerging from the haunted remnants of an 18th-century hog farm in rural Illinois, the band constructs a dark universe of sound and story. Each member is a cryptid entity—once part of the land or its history, now resurrected into flesh through the twisted magic of a farm witch named Vile Lynn. Musically, Vilephile merges the downtuned weight of Black Sabbath with the chaos and aggression of Slipknot, the theatrical violence of GWAR, and the industrial pulse of Rob Zombie. Drawing influence from bands like System of a Down, Megadeth, Hatebreed, Pantera, I Set My Friends On Fire, The Bunny The Bear, Mudvayne, Mushroomhead, Alice in Chains, Modest Mouse, My Chemical Romance and even Insane Clown Posse, the band weaves together metalcore riffs, groove metal rhythms, and eerie synth-driven textures to create something both heavy and hallucinatory. Stevie Vile’s vocal performance is a brutal blend of deep, gravel-coated growls and shrieking, high-intensity screams along with twangy southern style of singing similar to Primus. His lows carry the weight and grit found in early Megadeth and Rob Zombie, delivering a raw, almost feral tone that feels carved from rust and bone. In stark contrast, his high-pitched screams slice through the mix with the unrelenting intensity of Nirvana, Knocked Loose, Flagman, The Chariot and the trap-metal artist Bruxism, adding a layer of panic and volatility. The result is a voice that feels both grounded in tradition and violently unhinged—an essential force behind Vilephile’s chaotic, horror-laced sound.


Visual Album

Wear the Skin

Hardwired...To Self Destruct

Halo On Fire

Sleepwalk My Life Away

Metallica