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Spite to the father
04:32
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SPITE TO THE FATHER
Dissolving in water
Holy altars
Spite to the father
Sinking faith
Spite to the father
Bite into knowledge
Evolution -bring them the end-
We are apocalypse
Is it the word of god
Telling you to stop
Thinking for yourself?
Eternal life is on the sale
You hit the wall so many times
Never finding the breaking point
So you've built more walls
No goals,no balls
Tell me why does your god eat so much money
And I saw shepards growing fangs, bullet loaded bibles
Parasites sucking on tit of genocide
You are the root of this misantrophy
Disssolving in water
Holy altars
Spite to the father
Sinking faith
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ROADS THAT OTHER MARTYRS BUILT
The veil of unrealistic expectations
(Does it keep you going?)
Chains that keep us from the stars
Abide the rules and love your god and neighbour
(Give them what is yours)
As they shape the way you lead your life
There's a feeling of uncertainty
Incompetence and rage
As you lead you life on the roads
That other martyrs built
Other blood was spilled
So no - We never show
Our dreams - We all know they are gone
Our hunger - Goes up through the sky
Can't see - What we will become
Man knows he'll be only memory
(Dreams are bloody spit)
On the pavement from the lungs
(Flooded with pride)
Sucking love and sacrifice - a black hole drains the Sun
And turns it into tar that drowns him
So no - We never show
Our dreams - We all know they are gone
Our hunger - Goes up through the sky
Can't see - What we will become
Same old song
We're crawling to the top
Sell ones we love
Than lose ourselves as well
Same old dog
Still crawling to the top
Deviation from the road
Will tighten up the leash
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Swing the sword
04:41
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SWING THE SWORD
Bleeding minds
A part of enactment
Sadistic slaves
Obeying the vultures
Throw the stones
Sinking is rapid
Play your part
In closed mind's enlightment
We're not lost
But merely in stasis
Opened eyes
Aimed at the tyrants
Reluctant ones
Are drawn by the statues but
Swing the sword
Trust what will happen
So you will sail
Aflame is your vessel
A burning isle
With no place to anchor
Horizont screams as
New rite of passage nears
You realize that people suffer
At last it's revealed -
Aming towards the salvation
Kills
The ship has docked
You can not believe your eyes
So much pain you left behind
Faith fueled by sacrifice
In the end man made his paradise
The journey's over now we see
Our world as it is
The scilence that it brings
Screams for more
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Pagan
04:52
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PAGAN
The pagan children shall tie the noose
Sacrifice to Leshi, forest and stone
Sending fat monks to death exposed
With corpse on their golden staffs
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