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Necrosis
01:34
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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
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2. |
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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
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3. |
Made Of Smoke
01:51
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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
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4. |
Fodder
04:27
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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
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5. |
Coup de Grâce
03:11
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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
Coup de Grâce
Baise ta stupide mère
Cul de marais
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Mercy Blow Uvurkhangai, Mongolia
2016-2018
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