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They weren't bred beneath you, their bloods as pure as yours
captive in retribution, to pay for debt from war
thousands of plauges to kill you, immune to those that save
a small casket of children, leaving their weeping in our wake
blanking staring, sickly watching their lives end abrupt
genocide (genocide)
swallowed by time
our time now
new Plan....
one fell silent ( I wonder if they prayed for death)
two fell silent (Seeking hate in other ways)
three fell silent( Slaughtered by a comacozi)
we fell silent (Watching earth and all the world fall)
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It sure was nice of Jesus to take time away from ignoring
Ethnic cleansing genocide and famine bloated children.
Or regrowing limbs for landmine victims
To help you score that touchdown
To help you find your keys
To help you land that promotion.
Is it that he can't? Or is it that he won't?
Wake up. Wake the fuck up.
The truth weighs nothing. Travel light. Be unburdened.
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Freedom
Stripped from you
Force fed
Nothingness
Global
Genocide
Only
Death Remains
Force fed
Misled
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(((((GERMAN LYRICS)))))
zerfressen von der Menschheit
dürstet es mich nach
Vergeltung, Leid und Gewalt
Ein Stechen peinigt meinen kraftlosen Körper
von der ermüdenden Wahrheit gefangen
SCHAFF ICH ES NICHT, endlich ans Ende zu gelangen
zu lange allein in der Dunkelheit gefangen
zu schwach - zu kalt - für die Menschheit
Nix gibt mir Kraft - diesen Kampf zu führen
Ich hege bloß Hass gegen diese falsche Welt
soll sie doch brennen
SOLL ICH DOCH BRENNEN
soll sie doch brennen
soll ich doch brennen
mir egal
am Ende meiner Kraft, find´ ich EIN WENIG HALT
Meine Wut - macht mich stark - macht mich geil
ihr habt mich dazu gemacht
stellt euch eurem Werk
brennt mich nieder
oder fügt euch meinem ZORN
ihr werdet brennen
MICH ZERREISST'S
((((("ROUGH" ENGLISH TRANSLATION)))))
eaten by mankind
hungry for me
Retribution, suffering and violence
A stinging tantalizes my limp body
prisoner of the tiring truth
SHEEP DO IT NOT, finally to reach the end
trapped alone for too long in the dark
too weak - too cold - for humanity
Nothing gives me strength - to fight this battle
I cherish just hatred against this false world
they shall burn it
SHOULD I STILL BURN IT
they shall burn it
I shall burn it
I do not care
at the end of my strength, I find A LITTLE MAINTENANCE
My anger - strengthens me - makes me horny
you have made me to
provides you your business
burns me
or you add my WRATH
you will burn
TEARING ME!!
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Death is all about this life
Guilty of deceit
To this society
Punishment is here
Working, dying
Choices restrained
Living, lying
Loveless and stained
I am about to die
Just for my own peace of mind
Humanity's slaughterhall
The working class crusade
Bury me breathing
A smothered organized scream
Concrete parking lots ensure decades of decay
Mankind's deathtrap
It's the working class crusade
Silence, concrete pavements
Rapture, daytime jobs
Decay
Tired eyes
Loveless
Satiated lives
Living is dying
Sleeping is dying
Eating is dying
Dreaming is dying
Working is dying
Walking is dying
Talking is dying
Reading is dying
Suckers keep trying...
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Private risks become social debts,
Never forgive, never forget...
Massive cuts due to their mistakes,
How much shit from them will we take?
Take them by the necks,
Kill the suits who wrote the cheques,
Unaccountable until the end,
Stab the cunts with ball-point pens
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Logn - Í Fráhvarfi Ljóss
03:09
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Eins og huglaus skepna skríður ógnin úr dvala.
Hægum skrefum nálgast hún fjöldann.
Þegar öll von er glötuð og lífsgleði flogin á brott
Dagar verða aðeins til þess eins að telja niður, til dómsdags.
Í fráhvarfi ljóss, myrkur lifnar við.
Gjörðir óeirðamanna, upphaf þrots og hremmingar.
Andlát gæfu og farsældar. Almúgi brennimerktur sekur.
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Enoch - Tenebra
07:25
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Busuk - Bansat Ngentot
00:29
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We’re on the run so clench your throat and a gun
When they slaughtered my family, went and woke another part of me
Teach me how to clean tonight.
Wipe up the floor with Stansfield’s spine.
Teach me how to clean tonight.
Wipe up the floor with Stansfield’s spine.
They’re coming tonight I can feel it inside.
There’s nothing to do but put up a fight.
When the odds are down and the stakes are high
An RPG is the final sign.
Caress your neck and feel my breath.
Cling to every word and never forget
Time to pull the pin and savor what is left
This is from mathilda…said with his last breath
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Black paint is peeling from the inside of a face
Worn as a mask to cover the naked mind
It's all lies and subterfuge, smoke and mirrors
Life for sale, 1 owner, badly soiled and stained
Fuck it up the ass, I do not want it
Take me back I'm done with it
How damn wrong can your whole goddamn life be?
You call it gift but I call it dirt
You hear me, God? Go fuck yourself!
You might be God but it do not mean shit to me!
The Last remnants of a dream
That's been bound and gagged then fucking died
Lose your head and it can really blow your mind
Locust plague haemorrhage, hands of blood and piss
I'll be motherfucker, king in the latrine
So place your bets, I'll take your bets
No time for tears and no regrets
Just hate yourself for what you don't have the balls to be
When it's all unraveling
So Dionysian, ecstatic
Talking to God with a microphone made of steel
No regrets, no regrets
Naked and bleeding but no regrets
Live now only for the day when you can sleep forever
No more giving your love away like so much cheap wine
The air screams, no tears
The air bleeds, no tears
And no coming back
No regrets, no regrets
Just the rest of forever and no regrets
Seeking wretched oblivion
Oh god, oblivion be blessed
Oh god, all the crying and all the useless rain
The air screams, no tears
The air bleeds, no tears
And no coming back
Part of the deal, you knew the possibilities
Aware, of sound mind and fucked
You wanted all this porcelain
You always knew it could be cracked
And now it's finally smashed
It's finally broken beyond repair
Spilled milk runs red one ticket to hell please
HAHA!
NO COMING BACK!
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From the white perspective having kids is wrong, for those who can’t support themselves, Shouldn’t start a family. But who will fight tomorrow’s fight? How can we pass down all that we’ve learnt? It’s a thought that’s often too late. We aren’t the youth anymore, No sense, when all we do is fuck!
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20. |
29/09 - Brule
00:59
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je veux te faire mal plus mal qu'une balle dans le bide
j'ai du feu dans les veines de la lave dans la carotide
et je rêve de la tienne et de moi qui la vide
parait-il que le sang de salope est un bon combustible.
brule
toi et ton nom, comme tout ces souvenirs qui pourrissent sous mon front,
reviennent comme des flashs, me donnent des pulsions,
commettre un seul meurtre: en aimer la vision.
j'arracherai ton visage comme on déchire une page
je rêve de tes cris de ton sang de tes larmes
de ton corps en fusion sous une pluie de napalm
j'oublierai tout de toi
jusqu'à ce sang qui inonde mes doigts
jusqu'à tes cendres que le vent balaiera
et la raison pour laquelle tu n'existes pas.
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We were born to be hanged by scary, callous decisions.
Barbed-wired and shut down just to fit in the lines.
Systemized to forget how the real beauty of life ended.
Where a man puts a tag on men and shouts for sale!
We are for sale!
(As he shouts).
We are for sale!
(As we kowtow),
for a sale!
This city is bleeding amongst the others.
Way ahead of its death - long fucking gone to your hell.
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26. |
Nyia - Low-Life
02:56
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You're not an artist, you just have a Tumblr!
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Vimana - Fire Is Born
07:06
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Heart Of Barf - Parts
03:36
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8am, light-spinning, dog's howling... Thunder! I walk into the bathroom, kneel down and honk. An eyeball rises to the surface. It stares up at me, puckers its lids, and whistles a beam of light into my stomach.
11am, I wake up face down next to the toilet. Without looking, I reach up and flush. My belly button is covered with some kind of goo. I feel the warmth of the sunlight from the window. Without hesitation, I smash it and jump through.
2pm, I'm breathing fast. Can't stop staring at the sun. Feels like it's getting darker. My stomach is swollen and I can't open my eyes., but I'm seeing something. My fingers look down, as I look up. They bury themselves in the cool dark soil.
8pm, my head is underground. With my back arched, my limbs are like the roots of an alien plant. Only my stomach remains above the earth. I feel it ripping open and suddenly I see the heavens.
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32. |
Trepan'Dead - Blocks
01:21
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White Eyes - Clockworks
01:36
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cog-wheels roll through frozen moments
slicing up the monotonous landscapes
parting earth and sky
the process of decomposition initialized
like flies on rotting still lifes
watching and waiting... behind the horizon the final cut
is made... like the beheading of god.
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For far too long now have i been blind
Living my life along the lies
The life we have is but one
Spend it dying!
Go forth and die!
Crushing noise consumes all
A brutal mind attack, senses burn
Innards twist and bowels churn
The mask of life removed, death revealed
Sweat and blood splattered everywhere
The living reanimated
Hailing the sound of death
It brings something out. they feel alive
Coupled with self-destruction
Spirits ascend from their graves
Obscure reality macabre an d absurd
No turning back
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haarp - All, Alone
06:42
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Givethemrope - Broke
03:32
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47. |
Wilt - Broken
02:40
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Psychologist / Priest / Politician / Trepalium / You / Me,
In need of extreme sensations
You can fuck your dirty life.
While listening to our madness, frustrations
Still you remain with your ordinary life!
Daddy's happy
You are the fucked up one!
Eating your fucking shit
After pissing on my life
Like me after washing hands covered in spit!
Making money for the god of profit
Buying (your) security from society's greed
What will I eat today, while the children
Are dying from hunger!
Learn to respect everybody
and commit suicide
In the silence of a school learn
to glorify yourself
Preach the morals
that apply to everyone but you
The pathetic embodiment of a silly jerk deified!
Guilty of being the devil's son
Classified plague stricken to the bone
You can judge me but when looking out the window
Daddy's happy!!
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CosmoLoco - Armageddon
03:08
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Willingly fall under foot and drone
Without illuminated perception
WRITHE
Begin dissolving into lifeless mass
Resigned to inherent fate
Trusting in frivolous enlightenment
WRITHE
Tonge swelling choking
Nails curling splitting
Spine coiling cracking
Teeth gnashing chipping
Hide boiling peeling
Eyes burning closing
Mind fractured dimming
Frail anima wilting
Abomination of mentality
Pneuma decays in apathetic discord
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{*****CZECH LYRICS*****}
Neèekané vniknutí,
moment pøekvapení.
Rychlost výstøelù,
anonymní usmrcení.
Pasáci, kurvy, veksláci?
Netvoøí se výjimky.
Nutnost popravy,
svinstva u sklínky.
Zašlápnutá v budoucnosti
trpí pøítomnost.
Materiální zaslepenost,
zoufalství a zlost.
Hloubka bytí
se ztrácí v rychlosti,
v každodenních radostech,
v každodenní krutosti.
Zahoditi zaslepenost.
Zoufalství i zlost.
Odjistit si samopal,
vraždit pro radost!
{*****ENGLISH TRANSLATION*****}
(song title: "The Necessity of Executions")
Burst into the nightclub
The moment of surprise
The rate of shots
Anonymous destruction
Pimps, whores, usurers?
No exceptions
The necessity of execution
Of filth with goblet.
The present time is downtrodden
In future, he's gonna suffer
Material blindness
Despair and anger
The depth of being
Is losing in rapidity
In everyday pleasure
In everyday cruelty
To throw out blindness
Despair and anger
To prepare submachine gun
To murder for joy!
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Pro sports is more than entertainment,
It's fans portraying unfinished dreams of heroism.
Rooting for their favorite teams,
They pin their lost dreams,
Their feelings of inadequacy gives authority to sports stars,
As the game hangs in the balance...so does happiness
Opposing teams symbolize the obstacles in life that prevent you from attaining your concept of success...
You hate them...the NFL commands you!
Fill our stadiums or....your dreams will not be televised.
Ticket prices justified by people's need for paragons,
Fans,
They love to deify...giving way to enormous salaries,
Life passes you by as a spectator,
If your team loses....blame follows anger.
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ambang kematian didepan mata
dengan sedikit waktu menjemput ajal
dunia sudah kelam tertimbun dosa
alam memberi tanda dunia kan binasa
satu per satu
tanda akhir jaman telah datang kini kuberpijak (2X)
pada poros kematian
kita semua akan binasa
dunia gelap yang berkobar dan berkuasa
murka dusta dosa zina menjadi sekutu sang setan
pertempuran kekal setan malaikat takkan berakhir
biarkan diri ini terbang melayang diatas kemurkaan tuhan
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hydrogen depletes, critical level breached
insufficient heat, longing for defeat
ignition, ascension
multiplying gravity
unattainable escape velocity
second law, maximum entropy
frozen energy
nothing further can be extracted
space and time distortions
annihilation is mutual
growing near, blackened sphere
light disappears, constant state of fear
as I cross the radius
staring into emptiness
passing through the esophagus
reversal of time
reilluminate
I regain my hate
watching myself fall
the greatest joy of all
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67. |
Incrüst - Free Mankind
04:22
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Kuru - End Of Days
04:25
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71. |
Zaar - ABKEHR (05)
02:18
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"do me this favor kid while we rip off her clothes
take this toxic liquid substance and stuff it up her nose
don't be shy you little shit you have to become one!"
NIGHT'S APPARATUS, THE NIGHT'S APPARATUS
fuck this farce it's time I seize my knife
rescuing isn't enough
the quenching lust is ripe
no sacrifices have been made no no no punishment is delayed
"do me this favor kid while we rip off her clothes
take this toxic liquid substance and stuff it up her nose
don't be shy you little shit you have to become one!"
NIGHT'S APPARATUS, THE NIGHT'S APPARATUS
twisting necks - contort limbs - now throw him off the tower
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73. |
New Blood - In Obscurity
04:01
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Flesh grips flesh | Illusion | Some kind of conceit | Behind the fixed stone ocular | A prophesy of vile obscurity | Sinew drapes from menial cartilage | A fantasy of bile disgorge | An acute connected | Deep seeded affliction | To possess and divest the servile and pitiful | Carve the hate | Sculpt the mass | Create the end | Pride discern | Flesh grinding flesh and blood runs cold | Flood the wound with distaste | Monotonous voracity | Perpetual excess | Born from bone here I stay in obscurity | Bound by blood here I breath in obscurity | Carve the hate | Sculpt the mass | Create the end | Pride discern
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BIIPIIGWAN - Rhett
02:08
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Your narrow chain of command
Suspending corrupted details
Vapid heaven upheld on earth
For superficial minds
Completely distraught into upholding the endless tide of reason
Perched at the gates to your own private part of a fictional heaven
Condemning beats without souls compromise this massive brainwashed herd being led to slaughter.
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Co-Exist - Pulling Teeth
02:21
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Mudbath - Loserwood
06:12
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