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Dust On The Shelf
00:37
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Think you're cool, stand to the side.
Payed your parents' cash just to get inside.
Mean-mugging kids, just to look tough
You have tattoos, but that ain't enough
All you are is dust on the shelf
It's all for show, you're not yourself
All you are is dust on the shelf
It's all you know, you're not yourself
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Resin King
01:36
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Endure the smoke, daily routine.
Broke. No Ends. Pulled through the screen.
Heat to the bowl, pin to the glass
Lit wet, cooked dry, burned by the batch.
Don't leave your piece
Trash in your pipe, is gold to me
Smoke til' you sleep
Blacks to ash. Re-up. Repeat.
One mans' trash is my claim to protect
Expired. Failure, my only success.
Heat to the bowl, pin to the glass
Lit wet, cooked dry, burned by the batch.
Don't leave your piece
Trash in your pipe, is gold to me
Smoke til' you sleep
Blacks to ash. Re-up. Repeat.
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3. |
Fuck, I'm Alive
04:03
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Why am I here?
Again I awake, to a place too familiar.
Bound to this hell, by the bloodlines I've spilt.
A predetermined failure, disciple of guilt.
My bleeding eyes, will watch myself die.
My mind is not my own.
Born a corpse, of Satans' drone
Demon spawn, I'll take his throne.
Born a corpse, of Satans' drone
Demon spawn, I'll take his throne.
Fuck, I'm Alive.
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4. |
Sentenced To Party
02:49
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Tormented by pleasure, no mercy shall be measured
Your death is the way out, you do what you're told.
Curse cast upon us, crowned by Satans' love
Scale of life and death, we won't pass the test.
(Shut out)
Sentenced to party
(Banished)
Sentenced to Hell
Destroyed by seduction, imprisoned by instruction
Our death is the way out, we do what we're told.
Curse cast upon us, crowned by Satans' love
Scale of life and death, we won't pass the test.
And now I've partied to death
I took my very last breath
From the spark of a light, given by Lucifer
He told me, "Hell is a hashpipe,
your soul son is not right,
for you to join the party for the rest of your life".
And now I've partied to death
I took my very last breath
From the drag of a spliff, forgiven by Lucifer
He told me, "Hell is a hashpipe,
your soul son is just ripe,
for you to join the party for the rest of your life".
(Rest of your life)
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5. |
Moth Mentality
02:11
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Drawn to the light
Chained at the wrist
Stubborn as flies
Stuck to the shit
(As lost as a moth at the wick)
Drawn to the light
Chained at the wrist
Stubborn as flies
Stuck to the shit
(As lost as a moth at the wick)
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Pentagrams
04:47
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(The harvest has just begun)
Bodies of enemies, buried deep underneath.
Human bones fertilized, nutrients to feed the weed.
Unholy water, replenish the leaves
Hung out to die. Killer buds, evil trees.
(Grow creatures grow)
Butchered by trimming, nothing to waste
Your lifeless remains, your blood down the drain
Six feet below, ascend to the sky
Serving your purpose, hung out to dry
Sold to the public, poisonous strain
Body-bag zip-lock, torturous game
(Grow creatures grow)
Recycle the living to nourish the seed
No trace of evidence or autopsy
Mutating the strain, your grave under feet
In the soil you will serve for eternity.
Forced to serve eternally.
Recycle the living to nourish the seed
No trace of evidence or autopsy
Mutating the strain, your grave under feet
In the soil you will serve for eternity.
Seeking revenge by any means
Using fatal mistakes to cultivate my greed
So much to gain from your suffering
Trading pleasure for pain to fulfill my needs.
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7. |
Jesus Crisis
01:24
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He died for your sins,
This blasphemy is true
Your crown of thorns,
They all must wear
They suffer for you.
The soil runs red from the lives that you take
Original sin was your greatest mistake
Warped by religion, your conscious is fake
A shadow of arrogance your cult creates
(Your cult creates)
Baptized by fear, but I see through your lies
A martyr at best, but you're nothing divine
The filth sinks deep with the lives that you fail
Your soul has been sold and your body's for sale.
The filth overwhelms, there's no way to prevail
Crucified corpse you deserve every nail.
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8. |
Residential Evil
03:08
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Losing humanity
Deceiving reality
Involuntary obsession
Impairing depression
Trapped in a void
Subconscious destroyed
Damage unreasoned
Except my own treason
My thoughts are twisting beyond repair
Unrecognized reflection, a living nightmare
Locked away, thrown away
Drowning in fear, bound to the shackles
My time is here
Locked away
Thrown in a cell, bound to the shackles
Emotion unchanged
Mental possession
Mind Control
Mental possession
Mind control
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