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problematic for the people

by Messiahnide

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that night the seatbelt saved the wrong life black as black and cold as ice true to form you were left alive in this world where everything dies and watched everything die and now you must bleed to feel the love of life bleed to feed the flames of night bleed to fall asleep at night at night, at haunting night you just bleed to seem alive
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deathsaver 06:09
The corpse on that cross tells me everything I need to know about you But it also informs you of everything that you hold to be true. Let's face it, you worship death, just a lifeless corpse and two big boards, blood from a cross, flesh torn by thorns, promising life after death but just not yours. Death is your savior, you savor in death, Folded hands choke out The world's last breath DEATH SAVIOR DEAD SAVIOR Life after death just not yours Fill up their coffers Empty their stores Idols of death In every room Fill up their coffins After living in tombs Bow down and die, surrender yourself So afraid of your god that you're living in hell Submit and serve, worship the end For your god's the judge and all must be cleansed BLOOD FROM A CROSS FLESH IN THE THORNS YOU'RE SO DEATH-OBSESSED THAT YOUVE BEEN REBORN Reborn. DEATH IS YOUR SAVIOR YOU SAVOR IN DEATH NO REASON TO FIGHT IF NOTHING IS LEFT DEATH IS YOUR SAVIOR YOU SAVOR IN DEATH YOU SPREAD THEIR BLIGHT UNTIL NOTHING IS LEFT DEATH SAVIOR DEAD SAVIOR
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enforced sanctity on those who do not understand free will governed morality to what end in a state that fucking kills? police the bodies of the people just trying to survive police the minds of those you've blinded to your fucking lies the church and state have always been one and the same means to control a force that they must tame i'd like to separate the church from the state just to put them into two separate shallow graves "sanctify virginity" shout protected pedophiles but every last priest should be laying in a lifeless pile protecting fetuses except in their private lives every single king maker should meet the end of a knife/knives the church and state have always been one and the same means to control a force that they must tame i'd like to separate the church from the state just to put them into two separate shallow graves disgraced in the eye of a god that's a piece of shit? or the law of a land that would let you starve? in the eyes of a god thats a piece of shit? in the land of a law that would see you starve? sellers of his grace, how could i feel disgraced?
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War? Death? It already feels like nothing is left It always rains down here Hate? Plague? Man, It's all the same Where a nation's shame is tucked away I can almost remember feeling alive But now the bodies are stacked real high underneath the el how can we escape from this hell built by man they only peddle dope and god never plans when your sleeping on the land This city is just a playground for the rich while blocks away they push the bodies in a ditch and the rich will cry of the stench of death when they ride on the subway no one does a fucking thing just sweep the corpses away death and plague? what will it take at k and a to make the bastards pay? those that rule this world do not care blood, guts, needles up to your knees the air is errant with the smell of disease
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carry on in the dark unforgiving world November mornings and words spoken on a grave It's such a waste; the existence of graves, the filling of graves, Circumstance and I mean the list goes on Like the living, the living carrion carry on In the dark unforgiving world What do you say to the face of someone who just lost everything they love but maybe something could have saved them from this pain? The crying mother in the grips of fate pushing boulders in the dark unforgiving world All the books that you read and all the lives that you've led Will never even make it make any sense Carrion in the dark. carry on. You'll never make sense of the senseless When life is a death-sentence And the hands of fate don't stop and pray Because the cemetery is open late. All the lives that you lead and all the books that you read Will never make any sense of this senselessness.
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they say a penny saved is a penny earned but i'd like to see this place burned and the boss dragged from his stately house and an apple put into his mouth and then put into an unmarked grave no peace for those who'd see us enslaved bread and roses but now blood and wine save the pennies for the bosses' eyes you want my two cents here's my two cents save your pennies for the bosses' eyes they give less than a penny about your thought i think i'd like to see them all rot all "wealth-generators"pulled from their beds and separate holes dug for their heads killers of dreams, thieves of time and the company man with no spine bread and roses but also blood and wine save your pennies for the bosses' eyes better hope that the boatman takes your wage it's so hard to find good help these days better hope that charon takes the pay so hard to find good help these days you'd better save up for a rainy day thats what they say down here it rains all the time bread and roses now on blood we dine save your pennies for the bosses' eyes
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bound to the wheel that turns the world of money and man but bound to the underside like a tread with every turn it crushes our bones just make its bread and it never stops to collect the dead it just goes from black to red and back to black again as the serpent turns the wheel with every hour they steal it just goes from black to red with all the bones it's fed fed to the gears that turns the machine that spins flesh into gold and people into time bled out on the assembly line and put into a grave that looks the same as every other slaves' did the owner know your name? this machine it only goes back from red and black from plague to war and war to plate wheels of finance now of fate From red to black and black to red this machine only goes from red to black and back again this machine only gives and takes no orders and we're all drawn to its quarters fed to the gears that bleed and the serpents take the wheel with every hour they steal it only goes from black to red with all the bones it's fed it bleeds the world black and back again this machine it only goes from red to black and back again it only gives but takes no orders we are all fed to the snakes as fodder and we are all drawn to its quarters it only goes from black to red with all the bones it's fed
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Aryan Autopsy It's gonna be your glory night, right?! Oh to see the look on your faces When all the pieces fall into all of their places And you see the deals you've made Have just secured you digging your own graves Night, black as black and cold as ice Knives, in your backs for all your sacrifice Night, black as black and cold as ice Knives, victims of your own device There will be no new world order Just more sheep marched into more slaughter The pacts you made will stab your backs When knives grow long and nights go black When you lick the boot that marches through poison shit Don't act all surprised when you die as a result of it Unholy promises with holy men Down in a hole, where did you think that this would end?
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Missionary, the word it varies scum in which the world is buried in an age old tradition to put the world into missionary position while preaching of false prophets and leaching off of non-profits put your greed into a castle on a tall hill with pearly gates to keep the poor outside the door they freeze outside of your hallowed halls they bleed outside of your hallowed halls its okay to show children covered in flies and dying from disease if you are raking enough to cure them but god wants them to suffer and the dark mother of calcutta just wants to baptize a corpse the corpses of the poor they've come to die in your hallowed halls.

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released June 16, 2023

Written/Recorded/Mixed by Messiahnide
Photo by James Napoli
Design and layout by Messiahnide
Lyric sheet poster features artwork by Richie Morsberger

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