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Old Hate
04:44
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Room filled with dead eyes I’m searching (feed my decay)
Black rage consumes me; I’m breaking (dig my own grave)
Cracked skin revealing my true form (feed my decay)
Hopeless and torn down still bleeding
Hollow sound of ageless years
Footsteps fade into the earth
Memories blur into static
Feed My Decay
I the uncaring, unflinching (feed my decay)
Forced through this torn flesh, my death dance (dig my own grave)
Hands shake from clinging to reason (feed my decay)
Old man with old hate, unchanging
Hollow sound of ageless years
Footsteps fade into the earth
Memories blur into static
Feed My Decay
Crawling of severed legs, screaming through a blistered throat,
Pleading to the fucking sky, “please take me”
‘Cause I’ve given up
Take me
I’ll leave you with your unending heartache
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Truth In Bone
03:33
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Feeling toxic, hollow and bloody, fist against a wall
These endless nights, melting concrete, dreaming of being alone
I see cracks in solid foundation, so deep I can’t fucking move
Pushing through, faking smiles, pretending to feel at all
How many missteps ‘til my feet reach some solid ground?
If these years could talk, I couldn’t stand the sound
The curse that makes us human is the curse that makes us weak
Head split for examination, blood soaks our memory
Into my head, out of my skin, I wish I could crawl
In solitude
Scratching and clawing just to feel alive
So desperate, just to feel
Scratching and clawing just to feel alive
Feeling toxic, hollow and bloody, fist against a wall
Peeling back these layers of failure, I’m down to the fucking bone
The hands of time claw at the sunlight, darkness so permanent
Into my head, out of my skin, I wish I could crawl (repeat)
No sun, no sunlight
Tell me I’ll be alright, shape shift to calm my nerves,
If I die tonight, it was well deserved
The fire’s burning for self-preservation, but I know black smoke is my
Destination
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3. |
The Sun Chaser
03:00
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The embers still glow in the distance
The fire’s wave left its mark
Scorched, unforgiving
In a relentless fight
Breathing ashes
Blackened deathbed
This desert consumes light and sound,
it has swallowed cities, the sun won’t rise again
Into the desert you’ll drive
Chasing the last light
Your restless desire
A still burning flame in your heart
Believing your fate called you here
Destined for fool’s gold
The sun won’t rise again
This is the last desert light
Breathing ashes
Blackened deathbed
Hallowed ground
Ancient blood
Driven towards death in search for life
Shattered and desperate, the light fading fast
Breathing ashes, blackened death.
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I watched as the ground gave way beneath you
Your rotten promise of eternity
Lies we tell ourselves
Just to hold on to
Love that only leaves
Entrapment
I’ve got god on a fucking leash, and I’ll walk her like a dog
I’ve been dragging this corpse through hell for too goddamn long
Did you live out your fears?
Find happiness in abandoning yourself?
Lies
I am no way out, just relief
I’ve got god on a fucking leash, and I’ll walk her like a dog
I’ve been dragging this corpse through hell for too goddamn long
I will watch as the sky comes crashing down on you.
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Black Ice
02:20
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Fight or flight
Damage assessment, fuck no it might be crohns
A constant fear
The end is near, the existentialist cries
Turns out, not what was expected
One disease to rule them all
You can get it just by breathing
Better hold your goddamn breath
Times up boys
Wish I wouldn’t have been such a coward
Oh well
Brain-dead void
Blackness fills the light that once shown
Endless pain
Veins of water freeze in the storm
Slow death, or self-immolation
A fire’s worth a thousand words
Bending at my knees and praying
Hell has got some room for more
No time to suffer let’s get quick with it
Put the needle in, make me sick with it
I will show you fear and a handful of dust
Ashes to ashes, blood and rust
Black Ice
For those sentenced to death, make a confession
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6. |
I
01:26
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7. |
The Hive
04:23
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The hive, moving all as one
Fit into your place
The spectacle guides us all
One species, all complacent, created master race
Moving all as one
The spectacle guides us all
To spawn, build and erase with a lifeless expression
Fit into your place
The spectacle guides us all
No one should feel safe under constant watch
True test of strength, leave the hive behind
Maximum threat in a living shadow
Cut all ties, tell your loved ones goodbye
Intake, instill, terror threat
Easy prey, easy kills
The spectacle serves, to retake man
In the reign of the hive
The spectacle serves the hive
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Cold Hands
02:39
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No love
Can save you
No hate
Can kill you
Tell me something meaningful
Drag another life into sunlight
Pray another day would turn out right
Looking for answers for a life lived in denial
Finding solitude in razors breaking skin
Another victim of the walls crashing down
Need that sweet kiss of death to get rest
Feel your life escape in every cold step,
Crushed under the weight of your last breath
This cold void embraces all life
Fire’s burning… Give up the ghost
Eternal solitude (put on the noose)
Weightless uncertainty (give up the ghost)
Unheard apology (put on the noose)
Crumbling effigy
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Long Knives
02:48
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Awake in a world with full understanding,
that the peace you once knew has now turned to war
Like locusts they swarm
Facing the blade, that you once held,
begging for life, that you once took
Death, with a cold hand touching your neck,
reminding you that he’ll never forget
Cling to the cross or die by the sword,
like rats you will scatter expecting the flood
Death moves in the night
Ever faster, growing closer
The blade held to your flesh
The end is now setting in
Fear of tomorrow, fear for today
Death now surrounds you, screams out your name
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10. |
Honor Among Thieves
02:50
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I’ve been losing purpose
For chasing sunlight
Only in darkness
The answers I find
Reason and policies aren’t enough for me to follow suit,
Stand in line, our death march not far behind
Existence is our disease
Begging for power
Found bleeding at the altar,
Worshiping trash-morals and thieves
Decisions and reactions,
Blind faith in our circumstance,
We’re slowly growing cold,
Blackened hearts and a hollow soul
Hanging by our fucking necks,
Choking on our regrets
Hanging by our fucking necks,
Choking on our disease
And we’re bled fucking dry
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11. |
II
01:03
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Ageless
03:27
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Ghosts of existence
Cultures abandoned
Secrets of folklore
Weakness on display
Bleed out the truth, the blood lust of time,
Cure for the chosen, death for the swine
In sculpted repose, their face screams of fear,
Of bones turned to glass, throats cut to the ear
Their curse was their name
Their death note, their faith
The blackened abyss now sealed their fate
They knew that one day blood would be shed
Descending into the fire
Base instinct-Survival
History repeated
Culture of bloodshed
Lust for the fire
Spineless subservient
In sculpted repose, their face screams of fear,
Of bones turned to glass, throats cut to the ear
Their curse was their name
Their death note, their faith
The blackened abyss now sealed their fate
Preservation of Ignorance
Blackened bodies, eyes of fear,
endless struggle through the years
Bathed in blood, free from sin,
while evil hearts beats from within
Ageless
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