PERIPHERY - Reptile (Hail Satan Instrumental) 

Are you purposefully misspelling the title by spelling it correctly?

Mark Holcomb is a freaking genius, these are some of the best riffs I've ever heard. God damn.

you know you listen to a song too much when you listen to the instrumental and can hear vocals sneaking in a vague way, and im planning to keep listening to this banger til i die im still addicted to the song.

Spencer probably is the highlight of the album for me, but I’ve always been a sucker for instrumental periphery😍

Holy shit, the drum grooves around 13:49 are fucking amazing

The verse riffs at 1:23 are honestly some of the most kick ass shit ive ever heard, christ

7:41 Do you think you know who you are? Did you think you had it all worked out well? And who could believe...those dead eyed soldiers Red sky, rainfall, the winter beams no beauty Just cold eyed monsters and bare branches *You can wail to the moon...* But that'll just make things worse They see you. They see me. They see *all.*

I'm proud to listen Periphery as it's becoming more and more popular :) \m/

12:20 is my life

Somebody needs to make a longer version of the synth ending at 15:30. I love it so much.

Love the commentary in the description

Awesome as always, dude. Best channel on RU-vid at this. Keep it up!

I enjoyed the song. Thank you

thanks for making this

Holy shit those cool synth sounding parts in the background throughout the whole song isn't a synth IT'S ONE OF THE GUITARS isn't it

*cough, cough* hail STAN bud. but thanks for the instumental.

Im a sucker for medieval spencer

Perfect

5:43 my favorite part

Hey man big thanks for all the uploads but I hate to break it to you, the album is not called “Hail Satan” It’s “Hail Stan” Given how many times you spelled it Satan in the description I figured you weren’t just misspelling it by accident 😅

I remember seeing a random interview or article where metallica was like they have thousands of riffs unused. Then hardwired came out and I thought wow thousands and you decided on that horseshit of an album(imo). But Anyway regardless of the route Periphery goes down in the future I'm certain they'll never run out of amazing riffs. (Also imo)

Hail Stan...Marsh

Could we get this for some other ones! That would be so *ZESTY*

1 dislike. Gotta be Peripheral.

It is possible to have Luck as a constant insturmental , guitar or vocal only ?

9:00 reminds me of overture

In here a tale of a boy who reached the masses His name was Billy and he liked to get high A normal guy until the green-skin apocalypse, a do or die There must be something in the water (besides fluoride and shit) Where he lie, where he lie He threw that gaping brain asunder When he realized, when he realized It's coming down We've sown thrones and brought the kings down to knees Hello, here we are, salutations And every day that you wake Is a gift that you take from the gods That's right You came from the trees and we altered the genes Here you are, all you fuck with is wages You had the day but you pissed it away I think it's time that we show our ways Now shed that violence all over Let mayhem in the streets From mountain top to oceans We own your every need It's coming down With every breath that we take we can hear that sound Somebody needs a reaction to stay on the ground With every breath that we take we can hear that sound A green-skin apocalypse, a do or die So Billy heeds the call of fathers Release high through these eyes Embraces the chi and he praises the weeds Holding out for the day he can face them Every day that he trains is a slap in the face to the gods God damn Shutting out politics, viewing beings as equals Ain't it funny how that makes sense? You had the floor but you gave it a bore, now it's equal Can we clean that slate? Now shed that violence all over Let mayhem in the streets From mountain top to oceans We own your every need It's coming down Somebody needs a reaction to stay on the ground It's coming down Follow a trail of the ones who bleed the masses Follow behind the reptilian eyes A normal day in the green-skin apocalypse, a do or die There must be something in the water Where he lie, where he lie He threw that gaping brain asunder When he realized, when he realized National alliance and he leads the fight No class, no race, just fucking violence in their eyes A plan for human survival takes to flight The good that's left and all they cherish stands to die Is this the end of all we know? They all float Is this the end of all we know? Wasted our lives for what? Float away Do we feed the reaction? Do we stay? Do we all float away? Do you think you know who you are? Did you think you had it all worked out well? And who could believe Those dead-eyed soldiers? Red sky rainfall The winter beams no beauty Just cold-eyed monsters and bare branches You can wail to the moon But that'll just make things worse They see you They see me They see all No children in the streets, where do they play When freedom here has been revoked? The ground which all their fathers soaked No medicine The scarcity of nourishment is evident And where's our god? Have we seen that side of heaven yet? No Rich, poor, clutching to their sheets in horror Is there an answer? (no) Is there somebody who can take away All the present dismay? Bury the light, pray through night Mayhem in the streets, no order Is there an answer? (no) Is there somebody who can take away All the present dismay? Bury the light, pray through night You've buried that, buried that light Now pray through night What has come down is littered all around in your sight It's littered in your sight The claim they stake A land from us they take The claim they stake A land from us they take The craft he shakes A race within his wake Victory alone became his above the soil we know A grave is laid A man within its cage Victory alone became his down in the soil he owns Soil we know becomes our own home Soil we know becomes our own home Now we're staring at the round together This is not the first time or the last time Soil we know becomes our own home Now we're staring at the round together Now we're staring at the round together Soil we own becomes ours Order back in what we know Soil we own becomes ours Now one with the soil we own Soil we own becomes ours Order back in what we know Soil we own becomes ours Now one with the soil we own, soil we own

Hail s4tan't

damn that bass. sounds so reptilian offensive

It’s hail stan

It's HAIL STAN

I’ve got a question for you my dude. How many rhythm guitar tracks do they use at one time? Is it usually quad tracked? Or dual? I’m assuming it’s quad for the big parts but honestly it always sounds quad tracked haha

Minute 6:00 and so on gets me so much...

you probably like to play this song while listening to covid-19 news is getting worse

You’re a wee bit behind the ball this time around G

Hail Stan*

i'm not liking this video until the typos are fixed

it's "Hail Stan" not Satan

It's Hail Stan, not Hail Satan. How dare you imply that Periphery worships the devil?

I enjoy this instrumental a lot more than the version with vocal harmonies. sorry, but his voice sucks compared to the other things that this band provides us with.

In here a tale of a boy who reached the masses His name was Billy and he liked to get high A normal guy until the green-skin apocalypse, a do or die There must be something in the water (besides fluoride and shit) Where he lie, where he lie He threw that gaping brain asunder When he realized, when he realized It's coming down We've sown thrones and brought the kings down to knees Hello, here we are, salutations And every day that you wake Is a gift that you take from the gods That's right You came from the trees and we altered the genes Here you are, all you fuck with is wages You had the day but you pissed it away I think it's time that we show our ways Now shed that violence all over Let mayhem in the streets From mountain top to oceans We own your every need It's coming down With every breath that we take we can hear that sound Somebody needs a reaction to stay on the ground With every breath that we take we can hear that sound A green-skin apocalypse, a do or die So Billy heeds the call of fathers Release high through these eyes Embraces the chi and he praises the weeds Holding out for the day he can face them Every day that he trains is a slap in the face to the gods God damn Shutting out politics, viewing beings as equals Ain't it funny how that makes sense? You had the floor but you gave it a bore, now it's equal Can we clean that slate? Now shed that violence all over Let mayhem in the streets From mountain top to oceans We own your every need It's coming down Somebody needs a reaction to stay on the ground It's coming down Follow a trail of the ones who bleed the masses Follow behind the reptilian eyes A normal day in the green-skin apocalypse, a do or die There must be something in the water Where he lie, where he lie He threw that gaping brain asunder When he realized, when he realized National alliance and he leads the fight No class, no race, just fucking violence in their eyes A plan for human survival takes to flight The good that's left and all they cherish stands to die Is this the end of all we know? They all float Is this the end of all we know? Wasted our lives for what? Float away Do we feed the reaction? Do we stay? Do we all float away? Do you think you know who you are? Did you think you had it all worked out well? And who could believe Those dead-eyed soldiers? Red sky rainfall The winter beams no beauty Just cold-eyed monsters and bare branches You can wail to the moon But that'll just make things worse They see you They see me They see all No children in the streets, where do they play When freedom here has been revoked? The ground which all their fathers soaked No medicine The scarcity of nourishment is evident And where's our god? Have we seen that side of heaven yet? No Rich, poor, clutching to their sheets in horror Is there an answer? (no) Is there somebody who can take away All the present dismay? Bury the light, pray through night Mayhem in the streets, no order Is there an answer? (no) Is there somebody who can take away All the present dismay? Bury the light, pray through night You've buried that, buried that light Now pray through night What has come down is littered all around in your sight It's littered in your sight The claim they stake A land from us they take The claim they stake A land from us they take The craft he shakes A race within his wake Victory alone became his above the soil we know A grave is laid A man within its cage Victory alone became his down in the soil he owns Soil we know becomes our own home Soil we know becomes our own home Now we're staring at the round together This is not the first time or the last time Soil we know becomes our own home Now we're staring at the round together Now we're staring at the round together Soil we own becomes ours Order back in what we know Soil we own becomes ours Now one with the soil we own Soil we own becomes ours Order back in what we know Soil we own becomes ours Now one with the soil we own, soil we own