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Axis - With Grace
03:23
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Pass by in silence
Expect me to extend my own hand
To a self absorbed man
Speak about me in shallow breath
But you never spoke an honest word
Hatred for the well known
Hatred for the unknown
Blood has turned into fire
Boils and blisters as thoughts conspire
I'll butcher conquest, I'll crucify, I collect
I'll destroy anything with grace
Subjectively, on my own demand
A man I almost decided to fucking hate
So place a knife in my hand
I'd cut the world right out from under you. Something I wish you could understand is I wish you could break me.
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This is for you to listen to when I am no longer here
Recycle yourself
Nail your ears shut then put the
knife in the outlet
Cleaning and cleansed.
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Falter - Sadist**
01:20
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S.W: Trying to break the shackles of this crippling nation. The many complications in this situation. An Obsolete destination.
T.R: Accept the fact, this system forced onto you. You’re not fucking broken, you’re not the enemy. Fed addiction, blessed with shame. Smash this nail into my coffin. Thrust into a system that wasn’t chosen, instead inflicted like a disease. Don’t mistake the destruction of your tradition with romanticism. Please understand, we’re enemies.
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Every moment of your morning hurts. Phantom pains, lies, work. Sad waking, fading sounds. sour milk, bitter wounds.
Die Worte hallen bitter nach, die Luft schmeckt sauer. Aufgeben, weghören, der Klang der Mauer. Vermutlich sehr still. Viel stiller noch als gestern. Leise beobachten, nichts fragen.
Lives sold, silence bought. How can you sleep at night? How can you sleep?
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Go Deep - Slumberland
03:02
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LOOSEN UP AND FALL OUT
YET AGAIN, I’M FALLING DOWN
NO VOICE TO SCREAM, NO STRENGTH TO FIGHT
DOCTOR, GIVE ME JUST ONE NIGHT
TOSS AND TURN. THOUGHTS RUNNING RED
WHILE MY EYES BURN AND BURN
I’M TOO CLOSE TO THE EDGE
I’VE SLIPPED AND FALLEN IN
NO VOICE TO SCREAM, NO STRENGTH TO FIGHT
DOCTOR, GIVE ME JUST ONE NIGHT
ICE BATHS. HEART ATTACKS
WALLS CLOSING IN. STABBED IN THE BACK
PUNCTURED LUNGS. FORGOTTEN SONS
GRIND YOUR TEETH, THEY’RE ALMOST DONE
DREAMS FULL OF FUCKING LIES
NO ONE GETS OUT ALIVE
NO VOICE TO SCREAM, NO STRENGTH TO FIGHT
DOCTOR, GIVE ME JUST ONE NIGHT
GO TO SLEEP, AND WAR AT THE SAME TIME
GO TO SLEEP, AND WAR AT THE SAME TIME
LOOSEN UP AND FALL OUT
YET AGAIN, I’M FALLING DOWN
NO VOICE TO SCREAM, NO STRENGTH TO FIGHT
DOCTOR, GIVE ME ONE FUCKING NIGHT
DOWN AND OUT. I’M LOSING HOPE
SINKING IN THIS SLEEPLESS DROUGHT
I’LL CLOSE MY FUCKING EYES
AND FIGHT THIS STATE OF MIND
NO VOICE TO SCREAM, NO STRENGTH TO FIGHT
DOCTOR, GIVE ME JUST ONE NIGHT
GO TO SLEEP, AND WAR AT THE SAME TIME
GO TO SLEEP, AND WAR AT THE SAME TIME
FIND A ROOM I WON’T INFECT
IF YOU CAN FIND ME THOUGHTS I CAN’T DISSECT
GO TO SLEEP, AND WAR AT THE SAME TIME
GO TO SLEEP, AND WAR AT THE SAME TIME
YOU’RE ON MY MIND AND REST IS JUST A LIE
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The casket should have been closed its far past the time
We did not win the war they are still laughing in our faces
A death trade of stolen lives is thriving
This blood soaked irony is not lost on me
Have we failed the animals?
We're still glamorizing the torture
Flaunting pain and suffering is en vogue
Dissection flatters their vanity
The fur trade is a stain on all of humanity
I wont allow their struggle to be in vain
Keep the pressure on until it breaks
Expose, disrupt, eradicate
Pound the final nail
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Death's strangle hold of suffocation
As the calf is ripped from her side
Into the realm of dead and dying
Where compassions deadened by a lie
All pain and suffering ignored
For the price of commodity
The truth of mankind's injustice
Hidden in shrouds of decay
The blood stained hands of destruction
As millions are stripped of their lives
The screams of torment extinguished
By the kiss of a butchers knife
To see through eyes unclouded
The slaughter for selfish gain
The bloodlust of countless masses
The cries that will go on in vain
To see through eyes unclouded
The slaughter selfish gain
The blood lust of rabid masses
The eternal mechanics of pain
DEMONS on the killing floor,
Extinguishing THE LIVES OF THE INNOCENT.
Whispered lies of industry
Built on bones of lesser things .
Blood stained lips salivate
Hiding sheaths of serpent's teeth
Self induced cataplexy
As you rot from the inside.
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Knife Hits - Descent**
00:52
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We've made prisons of our graves. I'm drowning in my self. Can't find my way home. Inside my head/inside my mind. Inside our heads inside our mind. Light a fire inside yourself. Burn for you and nobody else.
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Woodwork - The Wild**
02:11
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Close your eyes and feel the bind
Our actions are pure lead us blind
Days disappear into air like the wishes we make
Through nothingness we're pure
Grey'd visions lead us from innocence
Born from stars to die in the dust
Nothing's sacred
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Carnist - Hell is Belief
02:47
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Hell is belief
some seek answers
in fallow halls
redundant etchings
from illiterate mouths
offering entrances
for sanctioned wars
ideologues gleeful
of each axe that falls
to belittle, to denigrate
to maintain intolerance
objectify and abuse
and defend each feeble tack
learned sciences
half read and
even less understood,
feared and rejected
only their children
will feel the scold
the pox of misguided love
of fatal safe keeping
there is more
in heaven and earth
than is written
in your philosophy
snake oil pedaler
in the holy temples
the seats of capital
the slaughter houses
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I’m your son of light
Feel the poison run through your veins
No chance
Descend to me
Unleashed
Unto this world
Savior belief
Burn the throne
Bring upon
Consume thy flesh
Ruins of shattered faith
Can’t suppress the dormant dark
Bled out, the veins are dry
Barely breathing, hardly living
Embrace the worthless flesh
Embrace the wretched flesh
Feel me, take my hand
Feel me, feel nothing
Exalt, risen pain
Exalt, death remains
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feat. Chris Evering
Oppressors, upholding a racist system
Choosing to forfeit their moral decisions
Not even a dilemma, not even a second thought
Besides what’s one more unarmed person getting shot?
Another word for “unarmed” is “target”
In the mind of a bigot.
We know who you’re protecting
We know who you’re targeting
Another killed by a fucking cop.
When Justice comes knocking at the door with a warrant,
you’ll be trembling behind the couch at your tyrant
Shooting through the windows and the doors until she’s lifeless
But she’ll never be lifeless
and she’s coming to remind you.
She’s coming for you
Denial – blood on your hands
Complicity – blood on your hands
Silence – blood on your hands
Neutrality – blood on your hands
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I put my feelers out into the writhing horde of scum. I find no reflection. I find no difference. Only those bleeding whores, near death.....now dead.
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Will you look me in the eye? Will you see the real me?
As the winter's closing in my pace adjusts against the wind,
racing toward the setting sun, my past I can't outrun.
It's hard to watch you live in love. If only you knew my loss, could learn of loss.
I once found pleasure in the smell of fire, broke bread with old friends who'd always inspire,
sat long, sipped long, and contemplated desire, but I've made my bed.
I chased my demons into the darkness only to find a home in hell.
Will you look me in the eye? Will you call me by name? Will you see the me I used to be?
Youth is wasted on the young. If only I could go back to that moment and hold my tongue.
Catch the butterfly long enough to breath its beauty then crush its wings. Then perhaps you wouldn't have to feel anything.
Just a smile and a nod without pity's encroach.
Please feel nothing, for I am not of this world, I am this world.
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Dying - Rites
00:55
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Some vehicles of will-less bliss
Drug before the soul-less youth
Lacking in ambition
Apparent in direction
Abject substance
"Nothing to do"
I drown in your vastness
I drown in your emptiness
Drinking in your vastness
Drinking in your emptiness
Poisoned by birth
Poisoned by breath
Made Ill by vision
Made Ill like a wretch
There is no purity
There is no purity
There is no purity
Swallow your own tongue; pointless fucking life
Keep your fucking fun; enjoy your worthless night
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