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Heavy Blunt Objects
04:32
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Blood in my hands, rage in my veins
I never felt so alive
I’ll bring you death, despair and pain
You cannot run, you cannot hide
Razor’s edge of sanity
The voices keep on telling me
A cleansing now has got to be
The only way to be free
By night I scout and watch and prey
Until I get to find my way
Be quick and swift, join the fray
And just like that be on your way
Blood in my hands, rage in my veins
I never felt so alive
I’ll bring you death, despair and pain
You cannot run, you cannot hide
The time has come to realize
Everyone is bound to die
I live to watch you agonize
And fade away before my eyes
The voices for now are done
You are the chosen one
What have I become?
This should not be so fun
IT’S THE THRILL OF THE KILL
The time has come to realize
Everyone is bound to die
I live to watch you agonize
And fade away before my eyes
The voices for now are done
You are the chosen one
What have I become?
This should not be so fun
… Who’s next?
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Circle of Life and Death
03:22
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When you fall to the ground
Or when you rise to glory
Nothing more you do than this
In the circle of life and death
NOW YOU ARE HERE
AND NOW YOU NEVER WERE BECAUSE OUR EXISTENCE IS
IN THE CIRCLE OF LIFE AND DEATH
You love, you lost, you desire
But nothing you'll get in return
So listen my friend,
This is a real scene
In the circle of life and death
TOMORROW YOU MAY NEVER SEE
TODAY YOUR LAST DAY COULD BE
SO KICK ALL YOUR TROUBLES AND DON'T GIVE A SHIT
IN THE CIRCLE OF LIFE AND DEATH
IN THE CIRCLE OF LIFE AND DEATH
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Spiral Decay
04:40
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From the top you fall into a spiral
And sometimes you think you may rise upon
But you can't see that you're falling down
To the end of the plain, to the edge of the hole
Now is impossible to look back
Because all that you see is your way to misery
DECAY IS A SPIRAL AND EACH STEP YOU TAKE
PUT INTO YOUR MIND THE SINGLE CERTAINTY
THAT YOU ARE FALLING AND WILL NEVER RISE
NEVER MORE
From the top to the bottom
From the power to the weakness
From life to death
Into a spiral of pain
Into a spiral of suffering
Into a spiral of decay
DECAY IS A SPIRAL AND EACH STEP YOU TAKE
PUT INTO YOUR MIND THE SINGLE CERTAINTY
THAT YOU ARE FALLING AND WILL NEVER RISE
NEVER MORE
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The Same Pain
03:58
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Are you hungry? Are you sad?
Do you have a forceps crushing your head?
Can't you feel the pain?
The same pain that follows our lives
ON AND ON THE SAME PAIN
From the womb
To the grave
Life is just a repetition of the same pain It hurts now and will hurt tomorrow
ON AND ON THE SAME PAIN
Life is a funny repetition of the insane stain
The saint rain
The sampled brain
The same pain
Just the same pain
ON AND ON THE SAME PAIN
The same vain, the same pain, the same gain, the same pain, the same drain, the same pain, the same vein
ON AND ON
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Past Intense
04:56
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Lurking in the shadows
Watching life go by
Looking down the barrel of a loaded gun
While I ask myself
Why Am I here?
Lonely is the path
Empty destination
Black clouds, heavy rain
Silence, nothingness
Endless desperation
This eternal torment
I cannot escape
HELP ME
HEAL ME
HURT ME
KILL ME
HELP ME
KILL ME
Every waking hour
Crown of thorn cuts deeper
The hill to clarity
Keeps getting ever steeper
There’s no end in sight
To this foggy nightmare
And try as I might
I never seem to get there
Fraught to be unknown
Roots have overgrown
Stifled by the fear
A fear of everyone
Stilted conversation
With faceless apparitions
Paralyzed and ravaged
A deadly premonition
This cannot keep going
I wish for it to stop
Dread has followed longing
My aching heart drops
Looking down the barrel
Brings some peace of mind
Vision getting narrow
It’s time to say goodbye
This eternal torment
I cannot escape
HELP ME
HEAL ME
HURT ME
KILL ME
HELP ME
KILL ME
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I do what I want and I don't mind
My business. Fine.
I do what I want and you know what?
My business is just mine
I don't want to hear you voice again
All you do is complain
HOW MANY TIMES I'LL HAVE TO SAY
HOW MANY TIMES I'LL HAVE TO EXPLAIN
HOW MANY TIMES FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND
You do what you want and I don't mind
Your business. Fine.
You do what you want and you know what?
Your business. Not mine.
You don't want to hear my voice again
All you do is constrain
HOW MANY TIMES I'LL HAVE TO SAY
HOW MANY TIMES I'LL HAVE TO EXPLAIN
HOW MANY TIMES FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND
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Trap
03:23
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I wasn't here It wasn't me
But all your witnesses seem to agree
FLESH IS THERE TO CONFUSE YOUR MIND
YOU GOT TO SEE WITH GOD'S EYES
Late at night Late in life Voices say
Fear the flesh 'cos the flesh is a trap
FLESH IS THERE TO CONFUSE YOUR MIND
YOU GOT TO SEE WITH GOD'S EYES
You can trust you pain To suppress your desire Like the bitter smell
When your hair catches fire It's a trap
Every time you thought of something higher It was there to remind you of what you are
It's a trap
SEE THE FLESH WITH GOD'S EYES
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Cause and Effect
06:44
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Perhaps the time will show us
Just how much we have screwed up
By then I'm sure you will be too late
To think about sorting things out
We didn't want to push ahead
We were so happy where we were
We missed entirely the point
We are evolving backwards
And now what …
THE FACT, THE ACT,
THE CAUSE AND THE EFFECT
NO ACTION, NO REACTION
BACKWARDS EVOLUTION
Perhaps one day you will wake up
And there will be no world outside
Nothing to eat, no wars to fight
No one to blame, no place to buy
It might be me being sarcastic
Even if you don't understand it
It might be us being so stupid
That we just can't see it
And now what …
THE FACT, THE ACT,
THE CAUSE AND THE EFFECT
NO ACTION, NO REACTION
BACKWARDS EVOLUTION
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