1. |
Without
01:58
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It wasn't supposed to be this way
I'm supposed to be happy
Not in this state
Not without hurt, not without love
Not without hate, not without fear
Words that hurt, words that bite
Words that rip, words that tear
Something must be wrong with my mind
I want to try to live again
Not without love
Not without...
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2. |
Soulcrosis
01:42
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Power envisioned
Striking down the conscious
Your wants and needs gained
By stepping on others
Realize your position when the time is too late
Struggle to get up from the hope that you/we dug
Your wrists are bleeding
From the knife of falsehood
Each droplet of blood a piece of your soul
Blackened from greed
Leaking slowly until there is nothing left
And empty shell, controlled, corrupted
By your wants incarnate
Free thought is drained
If I could only make you see
How ignorant you are
You want to get ahead
When every step you take
Sets you back
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3. |
War Machine
02:27
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The war machine is rolling
Swallowing growing
Weakness of the mind adding to the power
The power, adding,
To the power of the war machine
Hatred, ignorance
Impurities breeding filth
Don't resist don't fight
Become what they want
Don't resist don't fight
And the war machine gains power
Blossoming like a flower
And you become a piece
You become a meal
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4. |
Womb
01:15
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The corpses pile crushed from the weight
Of thousands of passive thoughts
Thoughts wielding a power
Turning crank
Starting the engines
Opening the gates
Aversion runs out
A wildfire encompassing all
Wealth and power unite
A loving union
Fawning over each other
This is the food
This is the shroud
Feeding the brood
Covering the crowd
The womb that yields
The evil of a nation
The great motherland
Sheltering her followers
With open arms
And a knife in the back
This is womb
This is America
This is the wound
This is America
This is the womb
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5. |
Alone
01:29
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Showing me every way
Treating the wounds of the past
I can't deal with life
Knowing that love will never last
The bonds were formed
Without dependencies prearranged
Meekness transformed into the madness
Of lust unchained
The initiation of emotion
Transcending the barriers of my mind
All masks are dropped
For such a meaningful time
You may never know
But the strangulation of our relations
And the knowledge of the last touch
Has left me truly alone
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6. |
Intellect
01:20
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Beat back
Is it me or are you fucking stupid
Why is it not so obvious
What gives you the right to take
To main to kill to rape
Their land not yours it's so fucking obvious
What you did was wrong
Now how come of us two only i see this
I'm not perfect
Never said I was
I just know what not to do
And what to respect
What is the tradition of celebrating genocide
Well I reject your lies
And I will do everything I can
To break your door down
And nail your coffin shut
This is the manifest destiny I present to you
Die fucker
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7. |
Skeletons
01:29
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Bring forth another
Rub it in smear it
Mistakes and actions
I want to forget
Dragged down
In your mind
By an anchor
Of the past
While the future makes
The anchor's chain break
The skeletons count increases
In a closet with no handle
Until you are willing
To forgive the past
And release that
And realize that
The problem
The skeletons
Are in your head
Are in your head
The skeletons
The problem
Are in your head
Are in your head
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