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Cold Joint
02:51
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Clock counts it down back when it doesn’t even matter,
Stay away
Add in the fact that we all inevitably falter,
We create
If only we could see all the frauds that live among us,
They invade
The subconsciousness of a credulous part of the populace
There are many ways in which we can define
an outlier looking to make it’s way inside
Despite an apparent lack of thought
to critically conclude what your mind will come across
With an abhorrent disregard for the loss
of instinct reflected in our thought
There is nothing more or left that we can do,
except to band together and do what we know is true
Do we leave here tonight?
Is it cold enough to break the will to stay
Crushed to believe that we’ll never find a way,
to break through the ignorant levels seen today,
We all have to trust each other to succeed,
there can’t be dissent amongst the imbecilic two or three
Do we leave here tonight?
Is it cold enough, or will we find a way?
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2. |
Coffin Wood
04:14
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Create an image in your mind and ask yourself
How this lead to an imprisonment of the soul
Discover the reach of what the mind decides for itself
Stepping through the gate, entering another type of world
The mind can begin to stray
Every options kept, leave nothing to chance or requiem
These are but crutches for the weak
Content to remain as silent, juxtaposed against a moral blight
Entering another type of world
Crushed down into but a semblance of oneself
All that contained inside your mind
Is gone with a swing of the axe
It doesn’t matter which way it falls
Dull or sharp, pummelled or severed tends
To achieve the outcome ending benevolent threat
Package the corpse, collect every remnant
Receive it and place it in a chamber of seclusion
Where no light escapes from within and festers a revolting sight
Deteriorating organic matter is inevitably all our fates
But brought on prematurely leads to an omnipresent predicament
Burst forth from the coffin wood (x2)
Burst forth reclaim the vengeance owed
This transcendental medium will equivocally fold
Pyre on the coffin wood
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3. |
Crvst Pvlverizer
02:52
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Try and clear a path between the crust, it isn’t what it seems
The way to break it down is in the thrust, of a devastating machine
It pounds away relentless in its goal, of crushing all in between
The pointed grid of power beats until it crumbles what is left of the sheen
Transfixed by what we see
Conditioned not to look away
The evil that prevails within us all, is exposed to the sun
It releases out into the sky, taking over the population
The barrier between the netherworld is eternally opened up
In a moment there is nothing left, but the hammer will never stray
Mission to annihilate
Crush down, smash and break
What’s to come doesn’t matter anymore
Press on Crvst Pvlverizer
Faster and faster it destroys all that is around it
Faster and faster it will fuck up all that surrounds it
There is nothing left to do but accept that nothing can be done
To stop the never-ending and unrelenting
Get a feeling of what it’s like,
cause the madness will never stop
Crvst Pvlverizer
Crvst Pvlverizer
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4. |
White Ov Their Eyes
03:10
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Contingent on catastrophe
I must exhibit another side of me
At risk of falling to the grips of disease
When the mind can’t distinguish between
Friend or foe, the very reason to exist is lost
Stare into the void, know the end is in the white of their eyes
Yo or I is left standing when the ichor hits the ground
Death will rise, claiming those who let fear be their demise
Friend, Or Foe, the very reason to exist is lost
Stare into the void, know the end is in the white of their eyes
The vital fluid draining in my hands
Feel the pulse as it grows to be weaker
The light will fade and acceptance reigns in a moment
Soon extinguished and replaced with a composting corpse
You or I is left standing when the ichor hits the ground
Death will rise, claiming those who let the fear be their demise
Friend, Or Foe, the very reason to exist is lost
Stare into the void, know the end is in the white of their eyes
I feel the hate as I’m falling in even deeper
With one more chance I could finish that which was started
Face the end it comes even swifter than you could
Imagine what that would feel like to see the white of their eyes
White Of Their Eyes
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5. |
Dry Spell
03:21
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Millions of years this land, was enveloped in life blood
Only to see it torn, straight from the hands of the meek
They took it all, there’s nothing left
It’s like we thought, they had a chance
Power, is nefarious with its hands
Choking the will to live
Cower, before the affluent men
Who reside over us
They appropriate all the resources reserved for an earthly right
All while under a mask, hiding the impetus of economic plight
Contamination spreads, it never ends
What we once had, would never last
Resuscitate, breathe life back in this land
Obliteration’s at hand
Consummate reabsorb into soil
Fertilize future growth
Every breath that you take, poisons the air
Pestilence certainty
Bereft as though it may feel, know that this time
Is temporal and fleeting
Mortality comes for us all
There’s no escaping the legacy left behind
They will remember
The blood on their hands
And they will fear what comes
Once thought was lost, will surface again
You can’t escape, the drought will last
Into eternity, the blood that was spilled
In the name of intemperance
Caught in the light
Caught in a dry spell
No end in sight
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6. |
The Alternate
04:51
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Torn and battered
Cool rain pours upon my back of fresh wounds
Marks made from our darkest nights
The scent of the perfume lingers long
Hanging in the air that’s thick with a fog of ecstasy
Gripped in my hand, holding all the scribes
Letters that were scattered, littered through a life of passion
Masking all of the vicious undertones
Words that were spoken, actions that were taken
Irreversible consequences will out weigh all of the rewards
Scrubbing at my skin I try to wash away any trace of you
Nothings left, all I have is distorted memories clouded in a distant time
But I see your face, hear your voice calling me,
I can feel your touch on my flesh and it brings me back there again
I can see your face, hear your voice calling me,
I can feel your touch on my flesh and it’s all there is to crave again
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