Old Man Pearson
by Vilephile
About this track
Lyrics: I'm not the one you'd like to find when you take a look inside You been afraid of what its like; Become the one that you've despised Buried alive, dug your own grave, sacrificed; Dying in vein The divine sorrow and shame left a trail of destruction and pain i took a trip down by the tomb old man pearson payed me a visit 'round noon he rose out the grave and we had a few brews told me who I could save and who I could shoot said that he couldn't stay, I've gots a mission to do and when I gets it done we're moving onto phase 2 grew close to the old man, though I know that he's dead and long before I knew it, Pearson became my friend to the end vile visionary I talk to the dead vile visionary it's not all in your head x2 your body will be forgotten in the pits with the maggots; rotting you're alive and growing nauseous say your prayers, cause God is watching i see trouble coming over the hill i sense that they may be coming to kill cryptid chaos coming closer wicked pagan seance composer - 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.