1. |
The Object of Infection
01:43
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2. |
Life, Reclaimed
04:13
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I am not a victim
My problems are my own creations
Manifestations of subconscious fears
Consume my entire being
And I don’t know if things are ever
Going to change
Not unless I stand up and fight
Fight for my own fucking life
Manifestations of
Subconscious fears
Consume my entire being
And I don’t know if
Things will ever change
Not unless I stand up and fight
Fight for my
Fight for my
Own fucking
Life
I can’t waste another moment
Scared of what’s to come
The anxiety is overwhelming
Pressure swelling in my lungs
My shoulders going to give in
From this weight that I bear
But my problems are fucking nothing
Compared to state of this earth
No more fucking pity parties
This won't be my fate
Pulsing back and forth, these thoughts
Rush through my head
If I didn’t have this outlet
Than I’d already be dead
With perseverance and integrity,
I’ll remain
It is time to take it all back
Life reclaimed
Don’t let
Your path be determined by Insecurity (Anxiety)
Press forward
Take charge
Do or die
No more fucking pity parties
This won’t be my fate
No longer a victim
I’ve reclaimed my life
Not a fucking coward
Too strong to just die
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3. |
Signs of Suffering
04:20
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Empty, numb to it all
With a bottle and a script as a way to absolve
Half eaten, shitting out the remains
Of what you used to be before you pushed the homies away.
I want to see you try
I won't tell you it's fine
Ugh, I got ice in my veins, and a one shot ready to kill
Final straw, shouting into the void before my blood is set to be spilled
Signs of suffering
(You never wanted to hear, my final breath is so near, but I got ice in my veins)
Signs of suffering
Signs of suffering
(You never wanted to hear, my final breath is so near, but I got ice in my veins)
Signs of suffering
WHERE THE FUCK YOU AT
Fuck
Rotting from the inside out.
Fuck
Never could just get enough.
Crucial Rip, get back motherfuckers, we’re coming to smoke all you weak ass phonies
Fuck what you think, no respect for the ones who watch you bleed!
I never said
I would be fine
They always fake cause they know what’s in my mind
And now I wait
Can’t even stand
With my feet held to the furnace and a knife in my hand
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4. |
Dogmatic Inquisition
02:23
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Blunt force to your fucking head
A piece of shit like you
Does not deserve the life he’s lead
Curb stomp all the Nazi scum
Your bigotry has been tolerated
For far too long
I won’t stand for it anymore
Spreading
Hate and ignorance
Everywhere you follow
With your footsteps
Keep it up
And I’ll make sure
Those lips never
Speak again
That is not a threat
It is a promise
Step up
Scalping nazis
Have no sympathy
Make racists afraid again
Scalping Nazis
Fuck your ideologies
Make racists afraid again
Blunt force to your fucking head
A piece of shit like you
Does not deserve the life he’s lead
Curb stomp all the Nazi scum
Your bigotry has been tolerated
For far too long
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5. |
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I am the
Lord of the dead
Your corpse
Will serve me
In my world
Where you shall
See a fate
Far worse than hell
They call me
The tall man
From what world I come
No one’s ever known
Try to stop me?
Well go ahead and try
But the king of death
Cannot ever die
Traveling all across the land
I send spheres of madness
Soaring from my wretched hands
Those who oppose my will
Shall meet their swift end
A coffin is waiting for you
The funeral is about to begin
Into ground
You were laid
But your casket’s been disturbed
By the tall one who preys
On the freshly dead
Corpse slave trade
Shrunk and enslaved
Into ground
You were laid
But your casket’s been disturbed
Morningside Mortician
No bone left unturned
No
Bone
Left
Unturned
Mausoleum of Madness
Black Hearse
Spreading death like the plague
Enter my
Mausoleum of Madness
Dwarf corpses
Run around so frantic
The man
From another planet
You’ll need more than just some buckshot to end this
Morningside Mortician
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6. |
Progeny of Leeches
03:23
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Sheer delusion of the masses.
Thinly veiled deception
Never ending reign of torment
We must reclaim what is
Ours before they try to
Take away our sanity
They make a problem just so they can sell the solution
We are an excess culture wasting away
I’d like to think that we will make it out alive
The truth is we have no purpose
And all this time I’ve been abused
By a corporate system
My body quivers and I’m sweating when it’s cold
I’m having trouble breathing
And when I sleep, I see visions of the dead
I feel the greed in me seething
You think that you can take what’s mine?
I’d like to see you fucking try
You think that you can take what’s mine?
You’ll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands
With all the strength I have inside,
I will never submit
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7. |
Unacknowledged
04:07
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Behind, closed doors
Our fates are sealed with the power of a word
A bureaucratic system of abuse
Breaking its own laws when it’s coming for you
False flags, drone attacks
Atomic bombs and giving chemicals to rats
What you don’t know, what we can’t see
Is a pattern of control so you will never be free
NEW
WORLD
OR-
DER
Unacknowledged
Secret black ops projects
Paid for by unwilling masses
Confidential
Assassinating presidents
We are all just pawns for them to throw away
Class war, kill the poor
Hiding technology to keep us enslaved
Population, discipline
Propaganda as a means to an end
They try to hide, but in plain sight
With weapons and machines that get into your mind
What they don’t know, What they don’t see
Is the power that we have when we unite to make peace
NEW
WORLD
OR-
DER
Unacknowledged
Secret black ops projects
Paid for by unwilling masses
Confidential
Assassinating presidents
We are all just pawns for them to throw away
Misuse the living
Dispose of the dead
Misuse the living
Dispose of the dead
Selling guns to foreign nations
Testing on our mental patients
No remorse for exploitation
Misuse the living
Dispose of the dead
Misuse the living
Dispose of the dead
Dispose of the dead
DICK CHENEY MADE MONEY OFF THE IRAQ WAR
AND THE CIA FUNNELED CRACK INTO BLACK COMMUNITIES
BUT YOU STILL THINK, THAT YOU ARE SAFE
THIS AIN’T A GAME, IT’S YOUR FUCKING LIFE
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8. |
Full Circle
02:41
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Crucial Rip is a Brutal Death Metal band from Richmond Virginia.
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