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Beneath A Steel Sky
02:25
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Obfuscated, trapped behind a wall of sleep,
Servitor, decayed, part machinery and flesh,
Shadow life, dedicated, dead, decayed.
Bitterness reserved, pooled up rage, levée breaks,
Self-destruct, mind and soul burned out, nothing left.
Are you content? Would you ever help yourself?
Die, live to die, life on a shelf,
live your life beneath a steel sky.
Just another numbered, faceless corpse,
do you even know it yourself?
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Infested with roaches, existing to consume.
Status symbols, false idols, building up material wealth.
Crawl across dead peers, bleeding from the knees.
Construct another monolith to worship over nothing.
You gorged on bile for so long,
your heart’s turned black,
Reaching out a desperate hand to stare into the eyes of a god.
Driven to greed, chew a feeding hand,
Another face, another step, to the pinnacle of a hedonist.
Destroy, erase, stamp out, sabotage and leave behind,
Respect and honour long departed, pissing on your doorstep.
You gorged on bile for so long,
your heart’s turned black,
Reaching out a desperate hand to stare into the eyes of a god.
A world filled with nothing, nothing left to save.
No way back now.
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Waste Of Hate
01:12
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This bitterness façade, black smoke fills the sky.
In the wake of a floating derelict,
Inside, clawing at the walls.
Trapped with insecurities,
Forgotten, left to rot.
Suffer to exist, waste of hate,
Exist to suffer, waste of hate.
You’re suffering to exist, waste of my time.
You exist to suffer, waste of my time.
A pointless misadventure,
To try and make sense of it all.
Suffering to exist, waste of hate,
You exist to suffer, waste of my hate.
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Faustian Crisis Loan
00:50
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Desperate to be king of the hill,
but your head’s too big for the crown,
and it’s slipped.
Ego, poseur, talentless joker.
Begging for empty praise,
your fifteen seconds, your foundation’s already weak,
it sinks.
A scavenger for cheapened glory, another worthless mime.
Faustian crisis loan.
Ego, poseur, talentless joke.
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In Love With Extinction
01:34
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Self-crucifixion, illegible dreams,
a one line drawing through unknown waypoints.
Restrained, retained, self-medicated blues,
Restrained, retained, comfortable, numb, buried conscience.
Awkward amputations, severed heaven,
Buried hopes, a graveyard of excuses.
Restrained, retained, self-medicated blues,
Restrained, retained, comfortable, numb, buried conscience.
Chasing to oblivion, sedimentary fear.
Fickle indecision, comfortably in love with extinction.
Here we go again, submerge.
There it goes again, and on and on.
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Assassination Template
01:02
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Returned acquaintance, wrapped in vines and covered in thorns.
Terminal posture, blistering,
executed at arms reach.
Shoulder in scales, turned to a point, these calloused finger tips immune.
That final nail to the spine, ribcage left wide open,
that final nail to the spine, passive restraints, avoidance.
Waist deep in this landfill, burn this shell dry,
another hole to the chest, another god that died.
Terminal posture, blistering,
executed at arms reach.
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13 Fingers
03:43
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Originally by ACID BATH
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