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Casualties
03:04
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2. |
Seal of the Tyrant
04:01
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Building on the bones of the fallen,
In the name of God you murderers take solace.
Washed in the blood of the lamb & the the blood of the damned,
Waiting with your guns all polished.
We're just cogs and our blood is the oil,
Keep the machine fed and throw away the spoils.
We pay with our lives, with bullets and knives,
These deserts like hell make our blood start to boil. They tell us dying for your flag gives honor,
But dying for a tyrant doesn't make you a martyr,
Giving up your days on this earth, whatever they're worth,
Is a waste when every breath is bartered
The head tells the right to tell the left thats it's evil,
The left sends its shots at their heads under the steeple.
Bullets are flying and the widows are crying,
Don't think they care at all for the people.
Don't put your faith in man.
Greed and death go hand in hand.
Don't put your faith in man.
For the people?
Don't put your faith in man.
Greed and death go hand in hand.
Don't put your faith in man.
For the people? Fuck the people.
Every four years we elect a new tyrant,
Each one getting more & more violent.
They feed on the blood of the soldiers in the mud,
Because they know dead men stay silent.
Surrounded by an colony of fucking politicians,
While we're making ends meat out of scraps in the kitchen.
They laugh and they dine on steak and red wine,
While the people get fucked over freedom of religion.
Dig out graves for a billion plastic coffins,
You tell us we're people but you're using us as profit,
In an emergency, you use as currency,
Take the whole family and all will be forgotten.
Let's step back and enjoy all the carnage,
Living in a Wasteland of the richs mans garbage.
People dead on the floor, with blood on the door,
Lord knows Death comes as an artist.
Don't put your faith in man.
Greed and death go hand in hand.
Don't put your faith in man.
For the people?
Don't put your faith in man.
Greed and death go hand in hand.
Don't put your faith in man.
For the people? Fuck the people.
Enough!
Let my people go!
Don't put your faith in man.
Greed and death go hand in hand.
Don't put your faith in man.
For the people?
Don't put your faith in man.
Greed and death go hand in hand.
Don't put your faith in man.
For the people? Fuck the people.
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3. |
Sleep Tight
03:08
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4. |
Come & See
03:55
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Oh!
The earth is swallowing the city.
The moon is turned to blood
Get out your rosary,
Start praying to your God above.
Hide in your churches - wood, plaster, and faith.
Prepare for Hell, you will not be saved.
A self-fulfilling prophecy,
No more escape for you or me.
Watch people run with bloody feet,
While burning corpses fill the streets.
This is our judgment day,
They're riding on their beasts,
That's when you hear them say,
"Come and See"
This is the end of us.
This is the death of us.
There's nothing left to say,
Death will come conquer us.
Run, run but theres no escape,
From the horsemen and their plagues.
Those who deny are condemned to die first.
The perfect solution for the human curse!
This is our judgment day,
They're riding on their beasts,
That's when you hear them say,
"Come and See"
COME AND SEE!
This is our judgment day,
They're riding on their beasts,
That's when you hear them say,
"Come and See"
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5. |
Epilogue
03:25
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6. |
Revolution
04:00
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What kind of world is this?
What kind of fucking hell?
You corporate office fuckers
Hiding in your fuckin shells.
You biggot politicians,
Your false authority,
You spread your propaganda
Lying that we'll all be free.
But we know better than to trust you when you talk,
In your shiny leather shoes, you don't know the world you mock.
You had to sell your soul to end up on the top.
But the higher you climb, the harder you Drop!
We're living in filth, rotting away,
Digging out our fuckin graves.
We try to scrape by, day to day
Having all your debt to pay
When we ask for a hand were being given the finger,
we'll give you a fist if you're tyranny lingers.
You're standing on the bodies that built your kingdom.
You've gotten by living on your unearned income.
I think we're done living by your rules,
Take your bodies, you wooden puppet fools and
BURN!
Everybody BURN!
Burn.
Stay, away, from me.
(i wish you would)
Die, so we can be free.
(We're not going to)
Sit here Passively
(this is the)
Revolution of the sheep!
So get your torches, grab your guns,
Grab your masks, lets have some fun.
Don't even give them time to run,
This is how we get shit done.
This is the era of the overthrow,
The death of oppression,
The end of the great Thinking depression.
We won't be silenced, we won't be complacent,
We wont let you turn our earth into a wasteland
So rise to your feet,
Shed your fucking wool,
Let's go murder some fucking wolves.
Let's watch them
BURN!
Everybody BURN!
Burn.
Let's watch them Burn!
Burn.
Let's watch them burn.
Burn.
Let's watch them
BURN!
Everybody BURN!
BURN!
Everybody BURN!
Everybody!!
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7. |
Leveled Out
03:01
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8. |
Our Father
01:06
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Our Father, aloof in heaven,
Defiled be thy Name.
Thy condemnation come.
Thy slaughter be done on earth,
As we are shown no heaven.
You deny us each day our daily bread.
And record all our trespasses,
But seek favor of them that trespass against us.
And always you lead us into temptation,
And deliver us unto evil.
For thine is the damnation,
The tyranny, and the gory,
For ever and ever.
Amen.
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9. |
Churchburner
03:59
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10. |
Wasteland
03:28
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We are walking corpses,
Living in a land of decimation.
Our ignorance has
Put the nail in our damnation.
We've raped the land dry,
It cant sustain us anymore.
Disasters in the air,
The earth is not our whore.
Your industry has put us in the grave
This is the genocide of our race.
We've closed the book of life,
Written the final chapter.
This rock is our mausoleum,
Our forever after.
Make a change
Prayers will do no good
Everything goes to hell,
As it should.
Your industry has put us in the grave
This is the genocide of our race.
This is the genocide.
This is the genocide. This is the genocide of our race.
Your industry has put us in the grave
This is the genocide of our race.
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11. |
Husk
03:18
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If I was covered in maggots maybe they would eat whats dead,
but I'm afraid there'd be nothing left.
I've been dead for so long I lost the feeling of flesh,
I only feel the chill in my sulphur breath.
I'm a corpse without reason,
A demon with no rage.
an egregious creation,
A monster with no cage.
If I doused myself in acid maybe there'd be no more pain,
but I'm afraid that it would hurt all the same.
I've lost all of my footing and there's nothing left to gain,
Every time I take a step I look for the rain.
I'm waterlogged with enmity,
I'm everybody's enemy,
And when they see the end of me,
Those fuckers better cheer.
I've been dying for years, and no one noticed.
My lungs have filled with the bodies of locust.
I'm drowning in the sands of the hour glass ticking,
I'm stuck in the mud but I can't stop kicking.
I feel my rotten flesh falling away,
This human shell no longer fit for me to stay
I'll leave my skeleton behind in my grave.
Call me Belial, looked over by grace.
I'm tired of trying,
I'm tired of lying,
I'm done saying I'm okay when I know that I'm dying.
So take your pills
And go the fuck to hell
Your medication can't fucking help.
I'm wrapped in a tomb you all swear is alive.
Decaying in my flesh, no insticts survive.
I suffer from life, and now I'm bleeding.
I'm living in a land of the dead and deceiving.
We're marked for the grave, so why fight it?
Take the cross you were beat with and fucking ignite it.
Your dogma and rhetoric can't teach me to breathe
Humanity is the worst fucking disease.
I'm blinded by the light of your hope.
You know we're disposable and this is how you cope.
I've been to hell and I liked it.
I'm dying again and there's no way to deny it.
I feel my rotten flesh falling away,
This human shell no longer fit for me to stay
I'll leave my skeleton behind in my grave.
Call me Belial, looked over by grace.
We will all return to the dirt.
We will all return to the earth
And be rid of this wretched curse.
We will all be equal in worth.
My chest is beginning to cave.
My bones are beginning to break.
I'm laughing in Gods face
I'm finally in the grave.
I feel my rotten flesh falling away,
This human shell no longer fit for me to stay
I'll leave my skeleton behind in my grave.
Call me Belial, looked over by grace.
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12. |
Salt
04:04
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Bonnie's Last Breath Canton, Ohio
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