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Frantic Death
01:57
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Burning lungs
bloodied steel
final breath
frantic deth
total wasteland total misery
death as my witness, bring it all to me
god is willing to keep on killing
pathetic struggle, systemic doom
nothing matters born for the tomb
waking horror
no one wins
broken mess of suffering
waking horror
no one wins
that body once had a name
take it all to the grave
not a witness not a sound
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Soul Suppressor
01:27
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I reject your synopsis
drawn from ego and greed
take the pills they give you
take the flock to the prey
any day now
I’ll find out how to fix myself, myself
you selfish waste of life
blood sucking profit monster
we hope you get well soon
we’ll suck you dry
impending doom
what won’t kill you makes you stronger, dragged through life a little longer
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Claustrophobic pre destiny
race to the bottom just to be free
had enough of the routine restless repeat
empty life bred just to bleed
downward further, pulling the strings
too much to live for too much to leave when this ends
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Glacial Instinct
02:08
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I can see through you now
it sends chills to my bones
parasitic, failing life, walk right off the edge this time
show me your worst
I can feel you breathe down my neck, looming shadow, certain death
can’t keep up, stay away
sun setter, walk with me
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Rot
02:13
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Tooth and nail
ground down to dust
born to quit
sick inside, proud of nothing
constant failure
sink in your fangs
constant failure
leave me here to die
sworn in by the weight of existing
worn out from the things I've seen
even more from having to listen
I'm done with trying to care
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Buried Treasures
02:25
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Final moments
borrowed time
show me the things you'll leave behind
nothing but things that shine in the light
nothing but things that weigh down your life
nothing but things that bury the knife
confused animals build their castles, not themselves
this is the life you get, archaic beast in flesh and soul
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Night Stalker II
02:42
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Things are burning up
So less maintained, it's corrupt
Rust and decay are useful on these things we shouldn't fix
We don't need old priests, we don't need more police
The streets are always safer with one less rapist, one less gun
Backwards thinking
Slow burning plague
You and yours carried away
The creeping entrapment
The fiscal bloodletting
Fraternal oppressors
No justice no peace in this hellscape
Material protectors
Upholders of greed
Piles of copper and blue on the ground beneath us
Brought down by your own thirst for blood
Corrupt, rabid fangs drawn for your useless, selfish masters
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End of Consciousness
08:07
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Nothing even matters
nothing decays any worse
fuck this life
held by the throat, cut by the knife
time to do the things I hate
time to die while we wait for nothing
become something left with nothing by the end
dead fucking last
living nightmare
neverending nightmare
nothing matters
death is fast
but now I can't leave
I couldn't hold myself accountable
what would you think
we'll be nothing just gone
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