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(intro) Undertaker
00:39
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2. |
Sinkhole
03:16
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Gather 'round, cash fisted hands
we speak the words for which you stand
while mocking all your core beliefs,
the flag you wave made in the East
Gather 'round, cash fisted youth
You look to us to speak the truth
Still no react to your demands
The flag you wave was made in China
Dragon meets Eagle, an envy reversal
sling fear to the masses and
sacrifice the working classes
Fall of an empire merging with backfire
Apex population, war state complications
Dragon eats Eagle; an envy reversal
embolden the masses and sacrifice
the working classes
Dragon beats Eagle? Indecent proposal
sacrifice of the masses, Deutschland über alles
Into the sinkhole by psychic compulsion
Culling the masses by voluntary decimation
Into the sinkhole! Bodies are piling up!
Fill the fucker the top
And top it off with gasoline
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3. |
Automated Armageddon
01:47
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Protocol for the missing equation
Coming genocide levelling
Gutter soul water river rebuked
Cut us off and allow...
spread your wish and your failjas outoud
Spread your wings and your vantage outloud
"cover your cases at the foot of the tower, Mao Tzu"
...we open our silos
Slavadam! and no pagiaro
Boom! ...these arms don't sound so friendly...
Boom! when we're talking 'bout a nuclear war
Left hand and a fageant argument
Then so mutherfukers building 'em for?
We forget Mutal Assured Defeat
Cold War Doom to repeat
Our thoughts of your tools of apartheid
"Pleasures (to) all, why' ya stampin' ya feet?"
Silos open (where they) graze and feed
Glowing over the closing vein
Gore is overrun, this to blame
Gods drew in error, Automated Armageddon
Wet fallen dust had killed survivors
All wound down with null tu'veet
It's world peace by definition no more armies
to defeat, it's automated armageddon
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4. |
Rockstar
03:08
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Brush your mane while you walk down the street
Don't give a fuck about the pussy you eat
Sculpt your image, carve out your place
Fucking useless, just another face
Second record wasn't fit for release
Got no grip and I know dawn of the stink
why not go throw your ball in the spiel
Gotta move it, gotta move it
'fore you lose it, if you lose it you lose it
You bungled total nirvana
You fuckin' rockstar.
Gotta pack your bags and find a new scene
Burned your bridges everywhere you've been
Got away, you gotta contemplate it
tryin' to work it but you never made it
Steady goin but you hit on a bi-low
Kinda dull... kinda hittin' the bottle
You bungled total nirvana
Better off you're writhing on a rope
You fuckin' rockstar.
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5. |
Wormhole
04:22
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Eyes flutter to a conscious trance
Opened mind from the other side
thought pressure glows to singularity
you will find what you seek
Endorphine-cloaked, eyes focused on void
You've resigned to see what is closed
For only instants... illusions crystal clear
Your design is to take it slow
you have none of your own
As you suddenly notice you are not on your own
The circuits you own are insuffiecient to hold
Called a 'mind' for a role to your organs
Forgoing instinct you asked what's not to know
Sucking. Choking. Slow motion down the drain.
Clear my head of core erosion
Calling on a desperate measure
Sacrifice a final leasure
Crumble their world, fall the demons.
The world will know. Crow no foul, enlist us.
Creed that walled it over, "Battle was your life"
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6. |
Graverobber's Fever
02:23
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Turn it up, from oceans to ashes
Got a welt for another excuse
Got no work, goin' 'Doin' a Jerry'
to do the Devil's work, it's dead overdue
Leave a trail of open graves...
it doesn't matter, 's how much money you made
Pull out the teeth, pervert all the jewlery
Throw down the vaul' 'coz it's silver in trade
...and so souls are sewn
Angelblods are woke, blood starts dripping
clouds over veins, your brains start cooking
howling vomit but this is what you wanted
the dollar
and its lurkin' for a minute...
this old kind of torture....a soul-kind of torture
to a living-dead!
...so souls are sewn
That's what you get for robbin' the grave.
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7. |
Plaguewinds
02:50
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Counting down to armageddon
Which 'Strong Measure' will it be?
Global combo bombs of hell or
Closed in rooms but boil the sea
"Oh my god, it's arms of Leizja"
...hold off on your lunacy
Cards are wild, we eat the locust
bow down, dogged humanity
cut the valve - contort of the virus
Policy wearing older shores
pump it now, we're evicting the Nava
Proto-viral!
Brave an end of wretched purulence
cough it down with a vile of virulence
Tamp it down coz its making no sense
Got a shelf of the best sick-cure - it ends
Burn the bee coz it rides the oxygen
Grubber down-bullock, cut up the pill you let
Our fall will come... the pathogen
Fortune turns her back
Plaguewinds - concentration intensifies
Plaguewinds - exhausting all supplies
Plaguewinds - by all calculations,
in a year there's nobody alive
Time for us to end the circus
Third world nations of the meek
calm mans go, and lo, an island
all bowed down to their disease
Wretched bows and a frayed bellaclava
Come no will, there's nobody to bury them
By the will, curse the message of ta'ava
Next wave of the fa'ajul fueling men
Call back, is it deader than ever?
On the double, children dare to again
Soft angel, kisses travel through corpse and
We'll have wished you'd never
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8. |
Drought & Famine
04:20
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9. |
The Last Generation
02:42
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Use it once and throw it away
Use it once and throw it away
...that's what they all heard us say
the children of this generation
No education, no inspiration
no motivation, no ever change, you
no - calf agenda
pearls, your prison - imitation;
so they grab a gun. and they're hunting
your kids on their way home from school
coz youre winning if they do
and you want to project, call it
will to protect them, coz jello will hurt it
coz we left them in hands of the corporate mess
Out of oneness we bet
Get 'em loaded on sugar
coag' the blood as it's movin'
welcome the world junk-ation
A hundred-thousand-million
Latch-key casualty with an agenda
Gunning for the faculty
Silver-spooned psychopatch sobbing in the aftermath
No one ever told him what the bullets would do?
A hundred-thousand-million
Thank god its the last generation
thank chirst we're fucking gone
bow'd down, come already and count us
the fallen human, everyone, they know...
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10. |
Mistress Genocide
02:29
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Silent hungry whore with psychic tractor beam
Forfeit your control... she's dripping down the seams
Always wanting more 'coz less is not enough
Her pupils dialate 'coz she's found her victim...
Mistress...
Awaken in her lair, utensils on display
You're left to contemplate
what she does with her victims...
Mistress Genocide
Cannot move, you cant escape the Genocide
Sodomize your soul
Cannot move, you cant escape the Genocide
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