Coup de Grâce

by Mercy Blow

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released July 14, 2017

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Ryan - Guitar
Izzi - Bass
Michael "The Defender" Thomas - Drums

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Track Name: Necrosis
Everyday is a fucking excuse
Filled with the constant abuse

My whole life has led to this
Constantly sleeping in the abyss
Agony in the back of my mind
Sick and tired of wasting my time

Every fucking day
Track Name: Ill At Ease (Ft. Don Waking The Cadaver)
Eyes on the prize
Hold my head under
Just let me drown
Forced feelings like no other
Slowly close my eyes
Six feet down under
I wouldn't wish this
On any other

The more I run
The more I hide
My problems keep coming back
I try to solve my own life
I want to die by my own hands
Fuck everything in this life

Eyes on the prize
Hold my head under
Just let me drown
Forced feelings like no other
Slowly close my eyes
Six feet down under
I wouldn't wish this
On any other

No love
No loyalty
For the ones who break their backs for me
I can't escape
I can't decide
Why the fuck am I alive

No loyalty
No respect
Bottom feedin piece of shit
Leach ‘til there’s nothin left
Take what you want
Give nothin back
Ya out for yourself
You fuckin hack
Cheat ‘til you win
Die when you lose
You couldn’t walk a mile
In these shoes
Track Name: Made Of Smoke
Innocence fades to grey
Fades to fuckin grey

As the smoke clears
I trust no man
Nothing is lost as chaos reins
With my rage
I carve out your own eyes
Life with no purpose

Just another fool amongst the sea of living lies
Self doubt, unknown peace invades my broken mind
Why live another day with this torture through own eyes
Life with no purpose

No purpose
Track Name: Fodder
Distribution of nails to coffins you sell
A reaper, a dealer, and death is what sells
Forbidding ones horizons to grow
A dope dealer

A low life with nothing to show

I'm the judge
I'm the jury
No remorse
No warning
No mercy

I'm the judge
I'm the jury
Mother fucker pay the price feel the fury

Fodder

Out of sight
Out of mind
It's way to hard
To read between the lines

Mindless
Faithless
Heartless
Worthless
Waste of life

No excuses

I'm the judge
I'm the jury
No remorse
No warning
No mercy

I'm the judge
I'm the jury
Notherfucker pay the price feel the fury

Fodder
Track Name: Coup de Grâce
Take me from this place of existence
Torture inflicted

No redemption for my creation
This path I walk leads to immortal temptation
Facing myself to pick up the pieces
I'm stuck living with my own treason

Why can't life be less sickening

Faced with the problem of life or death
Constantly hoping to take my last breath

I hate myself and the choices I made
I can't wait to lay in my grave

Why can't life be less sickening

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