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24.02.2009 |
1. | The Passing (instrumental) |
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A sacred cash cow with sickly tits
Dripping temptation for hypocrites
to death she's beaten
The prosperous
Endlessly stating the obvious
Caught in your words, sever the knot this time
Somebody show me their true face
Face me once as I leave all that I despise
Face me as I unleash this hate refined
Indict the blameless
Transparent designs
Pathetic and shameless
Crucified
A legend in his own mind, enthroned by lies
A cheap Machiavelli plots his demise
Caught in your words, sever the knot this time
Somebody show me their true face
Face me once as I leave all that I despise
Face me as I unleash this hate refined
Face me as I leave all this far behind
Face me as I unleash this hate refined
What once gave life
Now infested with plague
The lamb lies with maggots
Blinded, gagged, betrayed
What once gave life
Now infested with plague
The lamb lies with maggots
The corpse bloated with rage
Face these eyes
Hate refined
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you want to hate me for the way you hate yourself
you think you can find who you are in someone else
criticize who already found their positioning
youve got a long way to goooooo
so go and weed your dead heart hold
connecting yourself into
your so set to fail
somewhere you find the earth still waits
only yourself left to betray
a needless hippie repairing your despair
you take great measure to appear like you dont care
the decision and persuasion must deceit thee properly
you lost it before you began
so go and weed your dead heart hold
connecting yourself into
your so set to fail
somewhere you find the earth still waits
only yourself left to betray
spoken: only yourself left to betray
solo
so go and weed your dead heart hold
connecting yourself into
your so set to fail
somewhere you find the earth still waits
only yourself left to betray (x2)
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Chopping lines in international sand
Feeding blood junky habits of the elephant man
Quenching his thirst with Black Water rising
Executive outcomes on a burning horizon
Yeah motherfucker, let's take a ride
We're rolling route Irish, someone's got to die
Trick or treat, it's IEDs
So roll the dice for me please, cause
It's near 8 miles of pure luck with more bang for Sam's buck
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
Privatize to conceal all the lies
And big business is boomin' like its the 4th of July
No need for all the formalities
Jump the kangaroo courts and plant the lynching trees
Yeah motherfucker, let's take a ride
Running red lights into a green zone, someone's got to die
Hidden Aegis, nothing here to see
So load the dice for me please, and
Let's snort the bottom line Crude cashed into refined
Guaran-fucking-teed
Just sign the deed
Ours is not to reason why
Ours is but to do if the pay rate's right
Black liquid assets fuck the mujaheddin
Paint their picket fences red with the American dream
Lay the hammer hammer down, get the job done right
Jacked up and clocked in into a fire fight
Covert reactions and ya never saw me
A glass parking lot in the American dream
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Everything you've ever begged me to be
Could never have meant any less to me
Everything you've ever asked me to say
It's so far away from the truth
Fake messiah
Stitches sewn in your eyes
Fake Messiah
Prophecy now denied
Over and over and ever again
Defending your insignificance
Useless intent hidden behind your mask
A coward's voice, Anonymous.
So far away from the truth
Fake messiah
Stitches sewn in your eyes
Fake Messiah
Prophecy now denied
Fake Messiah
Open mouth, drawing flies
Fake messiah
Prophecy now denied
Generation failure
Suspended in irrelevance
Slit you wide open
Just to see what you're made of
So far away from the truth
Fake messiah
Stitches sewn in your eyes
Fake Messiah
Prophecy now denied
Fake Messiah
Open mouth, drawing flies
Fake messiah
Prophecy now denied
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Broken, bones and the will
Capacity to disappear in misery saves
Soaking, pain as a thrill, hate to instill
Compassion's a cage
Forgiving the father
Read the story on my skin
I'll be the martyr
Falling from his grace again
Sunken, sooner or later
We crawl our way back into our favorite hole
Drunken, swallow the savior
And follow him to hang from the highest pole
Forgiving the father
Read the story on my skin
Tell me more about the man I should have been
I'll be the martyr
Falling from his grace again
This is where the end begins
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Bled of all you had to lose
I can feel your fear and weakness
I see my own in the mirrors of your eyes
Carved into a corner hopeless
There's death ahead and doom behind
There's a bad storm blowing in
And most of us won't make it
The wreckage of your past
Means nothing now, forsake it
The memories cripple you
You're torn apart, your doubt must
Die
It only fell apart 'cause you let it
Bled of all you had to lose
Pick up the pieces with your broken
Hands
It only fell apart 'cause you let it
Bled of all you had to lose
Pick up the pieces with your broken
Hands
Well there's those that do
And those that just do talking
We're all going through hell
It's burn or keep on walking
The blackguards sing their shanty
Pure death riding the wind
Right now it's do or die
How will you choose to live?
The memories that ruin you
You're torn apart your doubt must
Die
It only fell apart 'cause you let it
Bled of all you had to lose
Pick up the pieces with your broken
Hands
It only fell apart 'cause you let it
Bled of all you had to lose
Pick up the pieces with your broken
Hands
You best belay self-pity
Locked in devastation's throes
The noose awaits you swinging
A blade of malice cuts the rope
Hostility ensues, no attempt to repent
Your struggles vindicate the illest of intent
Die
It only fell apart 'cause you let it
Bled of all you had to lose
Pick up the pieces with your broken
Hands
It only fell apart 'cause you let it
Bled of all you had to lose
Pick up the pieces with your broken
Hands
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And you may tremble before Hell's gates
You may watch as the heavens fall
And you may slight the hands of fate
You may heed the siren's call
And you may reach every golden shore
Witness repent in the heathen
And you may dance in the sands of the war
You may sleep in the cradle of Eden
Betrayed your prophets
Dead seeds buried deep
An army of none
We'll prey on the weak
And you may walk through the river run dry
You may strike down the giant with stone
And you may never again speak a lie
Confess every sin and atone
And you may drink from the infidel's blood
As their civilization collapses
You may rejoice in the cleanse of the flood
And stare into the face of apocalypse
Betrayed your prophets
Dead seeds buried deep
An army of none
We'll prey on the weak
You will not comprehend
Or find words that will describe
The will of God and man
Until you watch someone die
Betrayed your prophets
Dead seeds buried deep
An army of none
We'll prey on the weak
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Then you wake
Another body bag, pathetic,
Picture frame obituary faded in the attic
A shadow of someone you used to be
You've seen so many in these flames
And swore that you'd never become the cliche
A long forgotten memory
And when you wake
Everything you ever wanted
Everything you never had
Everything learned forgotten and dead
Everything turns to nothing
Another day, a little dirt for the grave
Is it worth everything that you gave
What a beautiful way to waste away
Consumed by dependency
A lesson in despondency
A long forgotten memory
And when you wake
Everything you ever wanted
Everything you never had
Everything learned, forgotten and dead
Everything turns to nothing
And then you wake
How quickly the master
Turns into the slave
Slowly succumbing more
Every dying day
Everything you ever wanted
Everything you never had
Everything learned forgotten and dead
Everything turns to nothing
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Sermon sung me slow to sleep
Faster if I had a choice
With every breath another death
Still so in love with your own voice
Idle threats to hide regrets
Excuses serve to bide the time
Cover tracks, double back
We summon silence so divine
Greeted with a thundering absence of applause.
Choke on your own words
Lies are venom in your veins
Burn from the inside
And never speak my name
Jesus complex, gag reflex
Trigger happy redundancy
No thrill, no chase, no saving grace
Hypnotic in monotony
Loaded with a salt rock shot
You say you're everything you're not
What might have been is all you've got
From here and now you're dead to me
Greeted with a thunderous absence of applause
Choke on your own words
Lies are venom in your veins
Burn from the inside
And never speak my name
Nothing will ever erase
Or undo your disgrace
A lonely self-embrace
They've long forgotten you
Still cling to what it was
A lost and hopeless cause
Forever mourning your loss
They've long forgotten you
Murdered slowly in minute increments of time
Pissing up a rope
Another moment passes by
Choke on your own words
Lies are venom in your veins
Burn from the inside
And never speak my name
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Humanity's a failed experiment
Walking the path to extinction
Spinning its wheels endlessly
Grease them with oil and uranium
The earth will shake and the waters will rise
The elements reclaim what was taken
The skyline is set ablaze with regret
Ashes cover a falling silhouette
The city will reap what it's sown and ignite
Watching as the city burns tonight
Blindly consuming mass manufactured faith
Mankind is a festering parasite
Relentlessly draining its host dry
Nailing belief to a cross of genocide
The elements reclaim what was taken
The skyline is set ablaze with regret
Ashes cover a falling silhouette
The city will reap what it's sown and ignite
Watching as the city burns tonight
Only after the last tree's cut
And the last river poisoned
Only after the last fish is caught
Will you find that money cannot be eaten
And everything becomes irrelevant
As the sky tears open
Fire rains down, fire rains down
The fourth world comes to an end
Push the button light the match
Feel the fault lines detach
Crosshairs in the evening light
I sit and watch the city burn tonight
The city burns tonight
The skyline is set ablaze with regret
Ashes cover a falling silhouette
The city will reap what it's sown and ignite
Watching as the city burns tonight
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A moment in time worthy only of solitude.
A stranger not meant for another to see.
Are we the abandoned?
Are we the deserter?
Lived in the night so his wickedness way. (?)
The faces light up their screens,
As the wealthy cash in on the war.
The body counts rise, the ratings will soar.
Another deceiver.
The liar, the patriot.
Counting the lies and keeping the score.
The score.
Look at the light face the faith that deserts you.
You are the hunted, the victim, the prey and the fallen.
We die alone.
A lamb in the line has been lead to the slaughter.
Another to join all the ghosts from before.
(Join all the ghosts from before.)
Another believer, another casualty.
Can't tell the way out from a chain to the floor. (?)
The floor.
Look at the light face the faith that deserts you.
You are the hunted, the victim, the prey and the fallen.
We die alone.
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Death lies eternal.
A heathen rapture consumes the light.
Impaled on its axis,
The world around me lays down to die.
Immaculate contraception.
The masses bleeding opiate.
Apocalyptic conception,
Planet is seething reprobates.
Unremitting desolation.
There is no reprieve.
The end goes (what's left?)
The angel's eyes are gouged with tragedy.
The end goes (what's left?)
The fallen host endure mortality.
The end goes.
A black pasture,
devoid of the shepherd,
where you choose to dwell.
Venomous concepts,
Catalyst of damnation.
Unease filtered through chemical haze.
(You're so far gone.)
Sole purveyor of your own unrest.
Go cry on the shoulder of your god.
(You're so far gone.)
The catalyst of damnation.
A lone voice in the void,
There is no reprieve.
The end goes (what's left?)
No answer will be found to the endless Why.
The end goes (what's left?)
Deeds done in darkness will always come to light.
The end goes.
A black pasture,
devoid of the shepherd,
where you choose to dwell.
Venomous concepts,
Catalyst of damnation.
Unease filtered through chemical haze.
(You're so far gone.)
Sole purveyor of your own unrest.
Go cry on the shoulder of your god.
(You're so far gone.)
The catalyst of damnation.
The Nephilim walk the earth again.
Primordial chaos resurrected.
The divine narcotic strung-out Seraphim.
The catalyst, catalyst of damnation.
In the code of life, a spiral death, a rattle from within.
The healing sties, no answers lie in a world without end.
Venomous concepts,
Catalyst of damnation.
Unease filtered through chemical haze.
(You're so far gone.)
Sole purveyor of your own unrest.
Go cry on the shoulder of your god.
(You're so far gone.)
The catalyst of damnation.
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Soon come a burning,
Soon come a wreathing,
Spare the rod, spoil the child,
Resume the righteous beating.
Hubris has been spoon-fed to you,
On a silver platter,
The weak will run weeping
Delusion shattered.
No one owes you a goddamn thing.
Bloated with pride, your privileged ones,
A walking punchline, your life's fucking done.
Bloated with pride, your privileged ones,
Condemn the hive.
The well's run dry,
Narcissist fills it with tears of blood.
Poison Juno's choking lapdog, deepen the cut.
No one cares what the fuck you think.
Bloated with pride, your privileged ones,
A walking punchline, your life's fucking done.
Bloated with pride, your privileged ones,
Condemn the hive.
Say goodbye, worthless beginners,
Severed all reason, in a fractured mirror,
Solid stares, uneven high expectations,
A generation's entitlement comes undone,
Your life is fucking done.
Your pitiful life,
Condemning the hive
So feeble inside,
Condemning the hive
Condemning the hive.
Bloated with pride, your privileged ones,
A walking punchline, your life's fucking done.
Bloated with pride, your privileged ones.
Your privileged ones.
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