1. |
It Was Murder
07:54
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They’ll find his body in the gutter,
Suicide, they’ll say, but it was murder,
They will blame it, on his brain disorder,
A few condolences, then everything’s over
They’ll find her body by the harbour,
Tragedy, they’ll say, but it was murder,
They will declare, she was a subverter,
Just a few prayers, then call her a liar
People start to reclaim
Without compromising
But the fear, the shame
Is truly paralyzing
Go back inside,
Don’t open the door,
Let them fight
For what you stand for
We are hiding and,
We hear, under our sheets
The cries, the screams,
In the streets
Cars burning,
Order is collapsing,
It might be time
But we’re still conforming
People start to pour out
By the thousands
It is time, no doubt
But you can’t decide, and
Stay inside
And bar the door
Let them fight,
For what you stand for
As we’re still hiding,
We hear, under our sheets
The cries, the screams,
In the streets
Boots on the pavement,
The sound of enslavement,
You might be next,
Just be patient
They’ll find their bodies in the water,
Accident, they’ll say, but it was murder,
They’ll grab their guns, they’ll draw satire,
Because blind obedience, is all they require
They’ll shoot their bodies by the border,
Invasion, they’ll say, but it was murder,
Vision of corpses tangled in barbed wire,
Would they be enough, to start the fire ?
Somewhere, sometimes
Written between the lines,
We will see the sun shine and
Everything will be
Somewhere, something,
It won’t be for nothing,
Just before the sunshine,
And everything will be
fine
In our dreams we see
The faces of the ones who fell,
And those who came after to tell,
It’s not over till we’re all free
Everybody dies in vain
Either the cautious or the bold
For all the stories they could have told
Were filled with hope we can’t retain
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2. |
The Craven
07:03
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Hide and flee
From the battle raging
Bend the knee
Craven, but a craven living
Never again will I commit
To this hypocrite folly
For a speck of glory
Countless souls will no longer fly
In majesty they cry
For us, the last of the flock
Last one standing in this hell
Pride or shame, I cannot tell
Now, surrounded by this awful stench
My only purpose is to avenge
Buried alive with all my grief
I’ll welcome Death with some relief
But I know
It’s not my time
So many souls to send below
Revenge, driving my mind
No one will be left behind
No sleep til they are all aligned
Until they vanish from mankind
Never again will I commit
To this hypocrite folly
For a speck of glory
Countless souls will no longer fly
In majesty they cry
For us, the last of the flock
Watch them fall
Make them crawl
Burn them all
Til I’m whole
Buried alive with all my grief
I welcome Death with some relief
And I know
Now it’s my time
So many souls to join below
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3. |
Fleeting Reality
06:17
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Lost, in the wonders of dead times,
Fleeing my feelings,
Endless lines of useless meaning
Reality, a dreadful word
For a world I don’t pity
Sadly, and sign after sign
Fleeing my feelings,
Endless bottles of blessed wine
Life, a concept so absurd
Filling the void with their vanity
Maybe, after drowning so deep,
Fleeing my feelings,
I shall finally grant myself some
Sleep
Alas, these things, they never last,
Feeling and healing,
Hiding them in the past
But again, after hearing all their lies
And fleeing my feelings
I look at these bottles in the eyes
In the end
It’s the same cycle again
I try to break in vain, only pain,
‘til the last of them die
In the end
It’s the same cycle again
I try to break in vain, only pain,
‘til the end of my life
Reality, a dreadful word
For a world I don’t pity
Life, a concept so absurd
Filling the void with their vanity
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4. |
My Delirium
05:51
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I hear them cry, from beyond
Stretch the sound of my agony
Silence to fill the void
Hurling inside me
I hear them weep, all I’ve wronged
Bear the burden of my misery
Demise will heal the noise
Death will set me free
There is no sun, no pale light,
Not a soul in my oblivion
There is no end, endless night,
No escape from my delirium
I hear them call, those who care
Drowned, muffled, intangible
The sound of the memories
The lost tales we share
I hear them all, this I swear
Yet, in vain, impossible
To crawl out
I have no strength left to spare
There is no sun, no pale light,
Not a soul in my oblivion
There is no end, endless night,
No escape from my delirium
Alone
Wretched
Infected
To the bone
Torn
Rotten
Forgotten
Joyful stillborn
I burn
There is no one, nothing,
Nowhere I want to be
A sickening, disgusting,
Stinking world I’d rather flee
I see their face, as I die
Laugh, despair, indifference
Empty as my legacy
All will testify
There was no sun, no pale light,
Not a soul in my oblivion
There was no end, endless night,
No escape from my delirium
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5. |
Waiting For The End
07:12
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Another day, has come and gone,
Another night, telling you lies
Afraid to leave, afraid to move on,
From the hatred, that burns in your eyes,
But you still believe in destiny,
A way to live, in full clarity
The lack of morals, especially
Is creeping over your empathy
All your ideals, your old beliefs,
Hiding them all in the background
So many sorrows, so many griefs
Is it your innocence, that was lost, and never found
Talking to the demons of the past,
Of a time, you never knew,
All the pleasures, they never last
And this time you might even fall through
Can’t seem to find,
What you’re looking for,
Anger is growing like a tumour,
All your nightmares are at the door
They know for a fact,
You’re rotten to the core,
Dragging yourself along the floor
Just waiting, for, the
War
Is there a way out ?
Of what’s essentially a perpetual blackout,
Are you faking out ?
Your every struggles, within or without
Empty feelings, dragging your spleen,
So many reasons, that were still unseen,
Mulling over, what could have been,
The good, the bad, everything in between.
Lasting a second, lasting an era,
Blasting thoughts, it’s like an aura,
Lusting after, a mere chimera,
Lost in the waves, of your dilemma
When you finally lose
The last one of your friends,
For all the excuses, all the abuse,
Maybe you should have made amends
But there is no way you’re wrong
Never bargain, and never bend
Let rains of fire descend
Just waiting, for, the
End
Always searching for someone to blame,
People to reach, people to shame,
Now you care about, the fame of your name ?
You should take a look at what you became
Another day, has come and gone,
Another night, loving your lies
Nowhere to leave, nowhere to move on,
Filled with hatred, it’s your only prize,
To think you believed, in destiny,
A way to live, in full clarity
The lack of morals, especially
Always takes over, your empathy
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6. |
Guilty Pleasure
06:43
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Lovely day, looking at the sun
Enjoying the present
Before reloading the gun
Lovely night, gazing at the rain
Enjoying the moment
Before unloading it all
In my
Brain
The rush of euphoria
Flowing in my veins
As blood slowly pours out
Freeing me from my chains
Lovely day, staring at the sea
Enjoying the sunlight
Before walking right ahead
Lovely night, glaring at the tree
Enjoying the moonlight
Before tightening the knot
Around my
Head
Then I wake up
Alive
Long after dawn
And my courage all gone
All these sweet deaths
As real as they seem
Are only wasted breath
A guilty pleasure dream
All these honeyed lies
I keep feeding my mind
Just enough to live by
Til whatever end I’ll find
The rush of euphoria
Flowing in my veins
As blood slowly pours out
Freeing me from my chains
A calm smile
Blinding light
Lovely night
I will finally close my
Eyes
Paint the walls with my bowels, a switchblade to carve my muscles,
Kiss a rattlesnake, or jump in a shark infested lake
Grab the AR or the shotty, to rob the dispensary,
Kill everybody, it’s a show, then laugh in Death Row
Dancing on the highway, waiting for the train to play
Overdosing on coke, or simply cutting the parachute rope
Drinking a tank, full of bleach, swimming in acid to make me screech
Start the car, breathe in the exhaust, or lie down naked in the frost
Orgasm through strangulation
An ode to bliss and mutilation
Feeling
The knife
Ending
My life
Then I wake up
Alive
Long after dawn
And my courage all gone
All these sweet deaths
As real as they seem
Are only wasted breath
A guilty pleasure dream
All these honeyed lies
I keep feeding my mind
Just enough to live by
Til whatever end I’ll find
All these sweet deaths
As real as they seem
Are only wasted breath
A guilty pleasure dream
All these honeyed lies
I keep feeding my mind
Look how quickly time flies
Death I’ll never find
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7. |
A Restless Night
07:54
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Take a swim in the streams,
Pop a bottle to muffle the screams,
Counting sheep in your dreams,
Counting bullets as you wake up
For each rule you created,
For each foe you beheaded,
In plain sight you awaited,
But here’s a headsup
Hatred, is your only guide,
All the horrors you keep inside,
Watch out for the final tide,
It’s time for the blowup
Fire, on all the ones who tried to make, you
Fall, it won’t be over till they all ex-
Pire, as you watch them lined against the
Wall
But then a sound, is coming, each second growing louder,
Hear them sing as you pull the trigger :
Fuck your history, fuck your religions
Fuck your borders and fuck all your nations
Neither god nor master
Fulfill the promise of disaster
To live and to die for 5 seconds of fame
Defending the flag 'til they forget your name
The loser, the brave, the craven, the best
They all look the same with a hole in their chest
You're drowning in the streams,
Take a sip, to muffle your screams,
Your luck is drying up, it seems,
You’ll be gone by the evening,
Run away in the meadows,
Keep quiet, the rumor is close,
Rotten flesh and death throes,
Your body’s giving in
Your outcome keeps on looking bleak,
The smell of fear is making you reek,
You can hear them, don’t take a peak,
“Revenge is all we believe in !”
He’s
Here, as you start hurling in the
Night, there is no way you can dis-
appear, they’re catching up you can give up the
fight
There’s a rope, up in the tree,
The only thing you can still see,
Legs bending, your chest burning,
Around your neck, the world is gleaming
Swinging under the moonlight, carried by the wind, the leaves are fiery red,
And for everything in sight, t’will be a restless night, until there are ashes instead
Swinging under the moonlight, carried by the wind, the leaves are fiery red,
And for everything in sight, t’will be a restless night, until there are ashes instead
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