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I witnessed your death
you gave it up to the rape of indifference
now take those dreams to die.
so can you feel it now?
its just that question of letting the end
be the answer.
now...its pulling us down
these days become years watching
time disappear
again again again
I won't give in.
this is a misfits rejection
of a life in submission
your choice
destroys
what life could be
you just sold out quick
talk is some cheap shit
can you remember the last time that your life
meant more than fucking payments?
Know this...I quit!
wealth means shit
tell me what's right...
you got the cash
but you're hollow within
so much worse than that mortal sin
this is it..
this is my life
you can't buy me
tell me I'm worthless because net worth
determines a man
I won't give in
when slave wage brings chains made
to keep you conformed cause they can
I won't give in
I'll keep on struggling
Because that's the measure of a man
right?
Your dreams are disavowed
so you must feel it now!
it's just that question of letting the end be the answer.
Now...it's pulling us down
these days becomes years
watching time disappear
again again and again
I will never let them break me down
these hands will never be bound
in greed you can drown, in greed you can drown
but I will still be dreaming
yeah
and I will still be fighting
what more can anyone say? you have lost your way.
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Will they see?
Will they hear?
Will they see this?
Will they feel this?
Will they hear the voice of resistance or will they bring us down for their bloodshed?
Trade us all 'til black gold rains
Fought this fight, there's no end in sight except for our rights
Will they blind us all?
"Be all that you can be"
Forever in vain, our wasted beliefs
Erase the truth
So with that fall from grace will they burn it all down in an emphatic
Fading away
Fading away
To this time
To when we began
Forever from cleansing the blood on our hands
Release the truth
Destroyed in anguish, another million faceless
And I wish we had eyes to view our demise
Tomorrow, together we rise
With their fallen disguise we must hunt the despised
Thieves; high class murderers
They can't taste this anger that flows through our veins
A separation of our own god damned nation that lets us die
Leaders that follow a golden tomorrow
They bleed us dry
We let them rise
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You know!
you hear those cries of anguish
each time
that you face the mirror
and those deafening voices blames me
but that's more
than I'm trying to hear
so let the pain revive you
never let me get inside you
Never...again.
lets just oppress this
demon within
the abyss is a friend
you breathe deceit
and I'm surprised I still stand on my feet
you know that
I live
I breathe
hate
our days were agony
and therefore so tragically
there was satisfaction
hate fucking in apathy
So fucking
tell me
were there days when things were so much better?
before
you were such a self loathing hateful bitch.
recognize the hell that you're spewing forth
what we might have shared is nothing anymore
what you said to me
was never meant to be
Never.... again....
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They're coming
Begin to light we must ignite the creed to fight begin our night
They're coming
Wake up the dreamers we demand the need of rights
In the dead of night a hero sets his sights to warn of destruction
a call of arms begins the motion.
There is no good bye no second glances
for in the midst
We, We see a glimpse
Of mass oppression coming to take our lives
They can't take our fight
We're living free of monarchy
Brothers take hands
its our time to give this nation its only chance.
Not one step back
a true man will take a stand.
Liberty rings
echoing through the streets the beginning of everything.
Take pride for this is the picture we must live by or die, or die
They're coming
Begin to light we must ignite we creed to fight begin our night
They're coming
Wake up the dreamers we demand the need of rights
How can we sleep at night?
knowing that were hidden by our lack of emotion
just stoic disposition what robotic guise.
Simply take time to remember our forefathers plight.
How could we make light of such a momentous fight?
Could we ever make ourselves right?
Don't stand for another moment wasted.
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I drove away another word to value
So I'd grow without you
Still I wake up in your arms
Dreams have lost their charm
Hanged and torn I live through this
Though it's through....I'll save it all away
Memories of a glass sanctuary
Memories of a glass sanctuary
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How
Have you lost touch with
This
You
are a lie your digging such a grave
gimmicks sell but whats the cost of this
You make me cringe to think that this is to become their place where
the
judgement ends
And now betrayed is where they lay.
Letting hatred build the falling of your system
Its their turn to send you flailing and burning into hellish
dissention.
Loathesome talent
Fleeting
Rehashed bullshit makes you all not worth a piss ..
Bound in your false pretense
We laugh at this as it slowly becomes your end
It's how...
It's how you live the end
Can't believe how you have lost touch with this
They mourn the loss of valiant fools all glam and glitz
Come back, last chance to take a useful stance
Instead of just saying to say things that you biggots wish for but won't
ever have
No chance
They are the
Ones who bring life to us
Fucking Family
How could you betray them
What money
tied with your platinum chains
Fuck, you're cheap
Bought for a few pennies
Now you're all just empty
fucking souless machines
Rip you apart
As they scurry around at your feet
Leave you to wither as if you ever meant anything
your death
Gives breath
For new breeds
They'll crawl
Back into the new hope for all
Left
You forgotten while you lay there rotting
back at your burial ground
Back at your burial ground
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Denied, a whisper, a voice to try to fill the chambers destroyed by lies
Feels were faking, our power is draining out of our hands
Don't
Don't let them take our nation
Let
Don't let them take our nation
Them
Don't let them take our nation
Take
Our nation, leaving us drifting through falsehood
Redemption is gone
They tell us that were fine, that we choose our rights
Our choice, a fight
What fucking lies
They slay our minds
This is for penance
We all are taking the fall
And if they think they've won, they better think...
They fucking better think violence
We own
More than you'll ever know
We own
The streets and your fucking home
Us not them
I've tried, waiting for help
For an answer, for some savior
They have no hope left to sell
Don't let them take our nation
Today
Let's rise to reach
For that tomorrow that lives inside you and me
I would die fighting for that day
I would die for our day
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Hope has never felt this way before
Wasted so much time and so much more that I let go
Let it die
Let it go
I would ask you why but it would kill me just to know
To know your ending is just the beginning
My bloods draining
That beautiful mouth...drinking it down
The truth is found with me, six feet under ground
Hope has never felt this way before
Wasted so much time and so much more that I let go
Let it die
Let it go
I would ask you why but it would kill me just to know
Is this dead or will it live again?
This derails my thoughts for bliss
Too bled to triumph, I was left here powerless
Powerless
In your vengeance lies my strength
And I will see this 'til the end
This derails my thoughts for bliss
Too bled to triumph
I was left here powerless
Powerless
Burned in my sight every night
Every night
I hope to see this to the end
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Just call me the living dead
These songs fuel my lust for her flesh
Just hymns for a heart that's a bloody mess
I guess we lived like the dead
Did we stay young 'til we died?
Are just clarified and classified?
I still see the summer sky...
Has stripped, raped and strangled ever made you cry?
Our...black metal hearts drown in black water parks
Damnation...delivered us back to the start
They feel like songs of the damned
Cursed forever...undead...I am
Once upon that crucifixion
We reigned in blood like death had risen, we destroyed the opposition
Our...black metal hearts drown in black water parks
Damnation...delivered us back to the start
Are my arms your hearse if these metaphors stop?
Without these songs, I would just be so lost
So lost
When she rides, I'm stuck in that horror hotel, cursing all 20 eyes
When she rides...when she rides
Well it's 2 minutes past the midnight hour and you hate my voice like sugar coated sour
Caress that carcass
I miss your heartworks
My swansong, so insalubrious
Pouring sweat but the fever remains
It's all pretty odd but more our darkest days
'Cause we let it burn and felt strength just the same
I don't care if you get it
These songs still scream your name
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