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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
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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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intensity in tent cities
04:52
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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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the mourning dove
03:11
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the goatman's call
03:59
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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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viaticum dominus
03:54
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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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tormented by serpents
04:34
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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
05:04
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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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threshold of iniquity
01:06
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no lyrics
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houses of the unholy
05:38
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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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