1. |
Est.
01:47
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2. |
Once Was Alive
02:57
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Complete catastrophe meets the sun one morning in a field
A field that once was alive with trees and dreams
Radiating fleas in rotting skin of remaining corpse cattle
Disease reigns supreme, go anywhere forward back down up left or right
It don’t matter
Ingested fumes
Contracted endless streams
Of seething and unending misery
No time for grieving
Can we or will we remain?
Body and mind ceasing
And it looks like rain
Think about what you did
Did you contribute to this?
A question asked by your newly epileptic brain
Apocalypse
Annihilation
Elysium?
End of the earth
Ingested fumes
Contracted endless streams
Of seething and unending misery
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3. |
Transgression
02:49
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Blind spots kept you in the dark
No matter how many eyes, you still cant see
Still trying to leave your mark
I’ll be waiting in the end, to reap
I’ve seen your kind before
Buried in your emotional wreck
A victim of karmic demise
Doomed to endless repetition
Your face petrified into that mask still lost in your maze of delusion
How could you know the consequence when it’s never been your fault
Doomed to endless repetition
You buried yourself in a chasm of regret
A victim of your own oppression
Empty figure in this endless procession
Blind spots kept you in the dark
No matter how many eyes, you still cant see
Still trying to leave your mark
I’ll be waiting in the end, to reap
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4. |
Sun in Shadows
03:34
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Over
Then down
Consumed
Waiting for sun in shadows
Pain is breathing
Will I be gone tomorrow?
Same old feeling
Over the mountains of the blood moon
Then down into the sunken hollow
Consumed, darkness takes you at will
While you wait for sun in shadows
Is this the sun in shadows?
Sit here dreaming
Maybe nothing follows
Begin sleeping
Over the mountains of the blood moon
Then down into the sunken hollow
Consumed, darkness takes you at will
While you wait for sun in shadows
Here is the sun in shadows
Ain’t that much to me
Save me from sun in shadows
Skin is peeling
Waiting for sun in shadows
Pain is breathing
Will I be gone tomorrow?
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5. |
Nine Battlegrounds
04:32
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Reflections you will never see again
Withstanding the core of who you are
Situations arise, you must fight to live
When the end comes breathing, It’s all you ever really had
Blood is gone, Hands worn thin
Pulled too close, You can never let it take you
Cast in bone, on desperate grounds
Cast in bone, You will be deafened by the screams
Die under false pretense
You would never be fulfilled
Blood is gone, Hands worn thin
Pulled too close, You can never let it take you
Mind flashes when the hammer falls
Test of spirit, skin melts and crawls
Scars of success are stained blood red
Make a grave or be the fucking grave
Never die without giving yourself
Trials and failures, forced our way
Our life, our spirits, barbaric dreams
The iron pigs have taken their need
Cowering and afraid to be seen
Choked on flowers, your sad soul
Insignificant and forgotten
Unearth yourself from this hell
Reflections you will never see again
When the end comes breathing, it’s all you ever really had
Blood is gone, Hands worn thin
Pulled too close, You can never let it take you
Cast in bone, With a shining blade
Cast in bone, Where the heroes run away
Mind flashes when the hammer falls
Test of spirit, skin melts and crawls
Scars of success are stained blood red
Make a grave or be the fucking grave
Never die without giving yourself
Trials and failures, forced our way
Our life, our spirits, barbaric dreams
The iron pigs have taken their need
The iron pigs have taken their need
Blood is gone, Hands worn thin
Pulled too close, You can never let it take you
Cast in bone, through a tortuous path
Cast in bone, it’s kill or be killed
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6. |
Dose
01:55
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7. |
Bad Spirits
03:53
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He’s done bad today
He prays she never tells
Truth would never be told
She’s been lost before
This ain’t nothing new
She was not to be saved
He’d done bad before
Always got away
This time would be the last
She’s been gone a year
He’s been gone three days
Hung himself with a belt
Hanging down
From a belt
He fucked up
He still roams this earth
Spirit of evil, immortally damned
She lives on through time
We should praise his death
Rejoice his final breath
Rejoice
Praise his death
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8. |
Self Deliverance
03:54
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Under this, the blood red cloud of democracy
What you see, what you hear, what you read is fallacy
Blameless agents regurgitating lies and hatred
Under this, the blood red cloud of democracy
Too late to give up now
There will be deliverance
Bow down to your false god
Rotten to the core of its soul
Deceived by your receiver
You are not the innocent
You fell for the bait and switch
There is no forgiveness
Depraved thirst for glory
Clocking the hours, drunk with power
Over this, the stinking mass of humanity
What you breath, what you eat, what you drink is toxicity
Under this, the blood red cloud of democracy
Under this, the blood red cloud of democracy
What you need, what you want, what you get is misery
Systematic brainwashed sheep-like monstrosity
Under this, the blood red cloud of hypocrisy
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9. |
Blue Tomb (N.P.T)
03:54
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Echoes in my head
Can’t make them clear
Noise perpetual
There is no relief
I try to remember
How I came to be here
It is no use, there is no escape
Quiet morning peace
Too far away now
Memories out of reach
Space for nothing more
Holding cell
Cerebrum asleep
Prisoner of the noise
Playing on repeat
The bottle is never deep enough
The pills are never strong enough
The noise is always deafening
Haunting me
Noise, perpetual torture
Could I gain control?
I am told no
No hole to dig
No ladder to climb
An end for the pain
And for the suffering
Sweet relief will not be received
The bottle is never deep enough
The pills are never strong enough
The noise forever deafening
Haunting me
Noise, perpetual torture
Will this be the end?
What have i become?
Where am i going from here?
How did i get here?
When did it all go wrong?
Have i left enough behind?
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10. |
Runs Cold the Blood
05:55
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Behold the unholy pit of doom and despair I’ve spoken of before
Sunken hollow filled up with bones and souls and spirits you know too well
Atrocities piled like fallen leaves of a bitter autumn evening
Runs cold, the blood of the ancient beast who’s dwelled here for millenium
Runs cold the blood
Runs cold the blood of thee
Who enters here
So you’ve seen what it’s like in hell now do you wish to remain in here?
The fire seeking to burn you from the scrolls of eternity
Transgressions coming back to haunt you have beaten you to a pulp
Elevation is no option because of the taking you’ve done
Runs cold the blood
Runs cold the blood of thee
Who enters here
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11. |
So Long
03:59
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So sorry life took a shit on you
Bad timing retched all over you
Spawn of the seeds of tainted flesh
Who gave you nothing to hold on to
They gave you plenty to fear
Plenty to fucking fear
So sorry it didn’t go your way
Not that you were given a chance
What could you lose
Nothing you ever needed
Now is the time
There’s no better time
For taking your life back from them
So sorry life took a shit on you
Bad timing retched all over you
Spawn of the seeds of tainted flesh
Who gave you nothing
So sorry it didn’t go your way
Not that you were given a chance
Now they have plenty to fucking fear
Rotting in hell with no one to rule
What could you lose
Nothing you need
Now is the time
To take it back from them
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12. |
Lower
04:27
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13. |
Hyde
02:33
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