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Full Speed
03:31
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Time is not a blessing
It's a bridge you cannot see
That must be crossed
And all those who take their time
Are missing the subtle point
It's a race to the grave
Take your time and miss your chance
Or blaze through the wreckage
And finish first
At full speed I defied the limitations
I earned the right to dictate my own tempo
Who will slow me down
Who feels like standing in my way
All the slowly decomposing
Bags of water and hot air
They don't contribute anything at all
If you're acting out of incompetence
You're going to need those daggers up your sleeve
To cut one's throat or stab them in the back
You better act fast before the primer's struck
Who will drag me down
Who wants to stop a bullet with their head
Morbid preoccupation with competition
Let's see how fast you fall
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Death Has No Master
04:47
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Only if you've been to the other side and made it back
Will you realize there's nothing waiting for you to arrive
It makes me sick
They fear the unknown
With mystery and speculations
They've never come this far alone
And everything they said, it was a lie
Trivial complaints of the masses unwashed
In selfish pursuits of unlimited cost
Only in death they might see
The time they have lost
They shovel you inside the wooden box
Before you have the time to shuffle off
And kick your corpse into the hole
If you're lucky they just might throw dirt on top
And pretend you had a soul
How noble it is to decompose
Think of all the simple-minded worldly platitudes
That justify obsessions with distractions from the truth
No one needs to live beyond the age of 25
Find something to contribute or help us keep the worms alive
Conniving schemes of noblemen and thieves
That can't escape when the time comes
One day you'll learn that death has no master
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Drowning In Blood
03:33
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Behold, a world in singularity
I love to see it bleed
From the throne of the hematocracy
Like a frivolous king
Wasting his riches
It washes out the earth
Slaughtered
Percolated
Next in line
A monument so timeless
The whole world is drowning in blood
Drowning in blood
My work here is done
Until the next time
The earth will be submerged
Beneath the seas that flow
For the god of blood
The blood red dot has sanguiformed
A worldwide ocean
Seven billion venesections
I've had my fill for now
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High Explosive Rainfall
04:36
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Guns that would tear the heavens down
Firepower hell would covet
Ubiquitous destruction
It's in my hands
It rains from a steel shorn sky
Neutralizing area
It looms all around you
In catatonic state
Explosions from nowhere
On target and on time
The guns are laid
The bombs are on their way
Your vapours are everywhere
Stripped and scrambled by the thousands
Running away for your lives
At the mercy of ubiquitous cannons
The body count is countless
Exploding all around you
A death so violent
So certain
It erases your existence
The guns are laid
The bombs are screaming on their way
This area is neutralized
Your shadow has disappeared
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They All Deserve To Die
04:55
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When politics are in the way of action
When authority is enemy
And enemy is trite
They all deserve to die
Let the black hands of corruption fly
Battle scars are the only things that I respect
And rank is just a means to delegate the blame
Your career is a tragedy
Let's see you try and wash it clean
Routine disillusionment
I can smell the lies on your breath
Off with their hands
Amputate
Piled high and deep
Self-interest is malice
Even if you twist in the breeze
The hands get there first
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Kill The Scapegoat
04:44
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Exonerate
I don't believe in good intentions
You bastards already have a plan
Before the severed hand falls
I wouldn't trust officials
As far as I can throw a stone
You'd squeeze the tears
From a rock
And celebrate your cunning
Die
I've worked so hard to climb this high
When ostentatious back biters
Try to kill the scapegoat
We all need someone to die
I've fought so hard to get away
From mercenary narcissists
Extortion of the innocent
We all need someone to die
I didn't fall on my own sword
I didn't chip my own shoulder
We all need to die
The fine art of betrayal
The liar's refuge
I call your bluff
Kill the scapegoat
Kill the scapegoat
You better kill the scapegoat
Before it takes revenge
Let's raise a straw man
A red herring to take the blame
An effigy to burn
Don't catch the flame
Blackmail the black sheep
Exile the sacrificial lamb
A chopping block to cut the loss
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Far in the depths of the surreal
Juxtapositions of truth
Numb to the shock
There is no explanation
Only a right course of action
Don't make the mistake
Don't try to make sense of it all
Scream nothing
They don't understand
What they never have seen
Dead eyes of wars untold
Too young to look so old
Dead souls trapped inside
Stoic, untraumatized
Dead eyes of ancient dusk
Reflecting back the world's disgust
Dead focus that doesn't care
If it lives or dies
The eyes of the dead
Ignorant bliss of the living
The eyes of the dead
The nihilism only they can know
You see everything all at once
And it makes no sense
You see ugliness
And you can't look away
The proof of a perfect destruction
Horrors you cannot unsee
Visceral and gruesome
No longer offending
Dead eyes that can't look away
They know too much
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8. |
Touch Me
02:54
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Can you smell the rot
As opportunity knocks
The foul stench of success
This carcass in decay
Well past it's sell-by date
This time the fall comes before the pride
The chameleon's changed it's shade
But the same old song, to the same old tune is played
Falling to the bait
But the song still sounds the same
Let's rot
Come on, rot
This carcass in decay
Tell me, can you smell the rot
The chameleon's changed it's shade
But the same old song, to the same old tune is played
Kill me, it's unbrave
But the song remains the same
Let's rot
Come on, rot
Commiserations
Or celebrations
Of a rejuvenation
One time now
Commiserations
Or celebrations
Of a rejuvenation
Come on
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Lest We Forget
05:09
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They wouldn't believe themselves noble
But humility is often a virtue
In a circumstance so odd
It might seem godlike to those
Spoiled by peace
Laid to rest
With the highest exaltation
Lest we forget
They don't deserve to lie in Flanders Fields
They can't enjoy the sentiments we want them to feel
So we remember
Rest in peace
My brothers and sisters
I will remember
The heroes of war
Lest we forget
They gave us their lives
Lest we forget
The ultimate sacrifice
Lest we forget
For peace in the world
Lest we forget
The heroes of war
Lest we forget
They gave us their lives
Lest we forget
The ultimate sacrifice
Lest we forget
For peace in the world
Lest we forget
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11. |
Blaze Of Glory
04:40
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Mortally bound in an endless cycle
That's doomed to repeat
The endless possibilities
Neglected and incomplete
To shuffle off and circumvent
The chances to redeem
Is glorified surrender
Mediocrity to the extreme
Cruel, sweet life
How unforgiving
The long grueling stretch
Of inactivity
I wasn't made to spoil
To malinger in the aftermath
I'd rather taste the blood
In a blaze of glory
Once again
So plain and short
Is the journey on
Through the emptiness
We think so highly of
Just one more shot to excite the nerves
The chemicals will free themselves
Blazing out with glory
Don't save me
Don't let me dwell
To live in pain
Or die with fury
And spit right into death's face
Hanging on
For god knows what
So tell me
Who wants to live forever
Soaring on the windfall
Let blood rain from the sky
I've waited so long
To scream in a blaze of glory
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