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Demon Hunter is a Christian heavy metal band from Seattle, Washington, started in 2000 by brothers Don Clark and Ryan Clark. Although the brothers created the band, only one remains, Don Clark having left the band to take care of his family. All of Demon Hunter's members are Christians. As of early 2010, the band has sold over half a million albums.
Demon Hunter was initially conceived as a project band by the Clarks, who had played together previously in the initially Coalesce and Neurosis influenced but later more experimental band Training For Utopia.[citation needed] Ryan had previously played guitar in hardcore band Focal Point, who released an album on Tooth & Nail/Solid State when Ryan was still in his teens.
Demon Hunter first appeared on This is Solid State, Vol. 3 with their first song "Through the Black" released in February 2002.[citation needed] Demon Hunter's self-titled album was released in October 2002 on Tooth and Nail Records subsidiary Solid State Records.[citation needed] Ryan and Don wrote all of the songs, performed the majority of the instruments (with Ryan singing as he had in TFU) and hired Jesse Sprinkle to record drum tracks.[citation needed]
We will trample on our children til this world is flooded red, no boundary
For depravity, no silence for the dead, now weep for the life that you've
Lead. We will follow vacant voices into a shallow grave, reiterate the
Verses of some self consuming slave, now pay for the hell that you praise.
Every curse, lie, violation of our lives. Every careless shallow breath,
Corruption of our minds. All the blood and the shame, defamation of name.
The weight of a wicked world embodied on a thankless - crucifix. Embodied
On a blood soaked - crucifix.
The sacrament is broken, and all I see is red, the idols of humanity they
Tower overhead. Now weep for the life that you've lead, the gates have
Severed open, setting death upon this place, compelling us to hope in a
Revolting human race. Now pay for the hell that you praise.
Every curse, lie, violation of our lives. Every careless shallow breath,
Corruption of our minds. All the blood and the shame, defamation of name.
The weight of a wicked world embodied on a thankless - crucifix. Embodied
On a blood soaked - crucifix.
My - Eyes - Have - Seen.
Sometimes I close my eyes to escape this crooked place, it seems these
Fools will never learn, I guess it's easy to see the world the way I do,
The emptiness is a promise, the sin is just the proof.
Embodied on a thankless - crucifix.