1. |
Phlegmatic Unconcern
02:07
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Habitual murder of those around us
in a contest of sport and fame
distracted and selfish
no one bats an eye
comfortably numb
no one takes a stand
how many will have to die to inspire change?
breaking a cycle of apathy
societal implosion
an end result...
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2. |
Target Practice
01:54
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Maybe I don't know the fucking definition of protection
it's all so ruthless
another human
another wasted soul
lust for blood loss
murder for pleasure
gaining inane power
while we stay silenced
moment of silence
I won't be silent
death for profit
was it worth it?
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3. |
Fratricide
00:57
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Company of brothers
infested with ignorance
highest of class
lowest of human
white washed fellowships
hateful captains
rape stained legacies
right wing enemy
misogynistic brethren
gay bashing tendencies
keg smashed face
choking on vomit...
out of my way
you fucking normie scum
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4. |
Gut Rot
04:52
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Eat the carcass
take the soul
the world is rotting
with none to scold
are we human?
or are we heathens?
cage or not, they all suffer
eat the carcass
take the soul
the world is rotting
abusing death for acceptance
soul devoured
ripped to shreds
vision of death
blood runs red
cage or not, we all suffer
in a tomb of despair
naked and cold
we all burn the fire we impel
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5. |
Voluntary Perdition
02:16
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fuck
white
god
the truth alone
has never set anyone free
it's only doubt
which will bring blind obedience
to further a cause
fueling hatred
dividing us all
stripping our free will
in guise of piety
get on your knees and believe the fallacy
I laugh at the God you worship
don't tell me what to believe
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6. |
False Father
00:35
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(...)
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7. |
Malice
02:05
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What are you trying to defend?
your ego?
there's no room for scum like you
no I don't want to hear your bullshit ideology
on what we wear and who we should fuck
there's no room for scum like you
there's no room
I will make you suffer like you did to them
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8. |
Moral Hypocrisy
03:54
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No class
No right
No trust
No life
hoarding money in your pocket
all for personal enjoyment
molestation of the youth
no one to recognize the truth
this fucking movement is a game
we're the pawns, they're the tyrants
when will the masses see this through?
there is only pain ensued...
bloody bodies in outstretched poses
seeking an escape from the pain
the final rose on the coffin of faith
all in waiting for God to wash the scum off the streets
Jesus weeps in an unholy grave
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