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Altar Ego
01:46
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[po kristu u kristu sa kristom
moliš se boljem ostaješ na istom
na kraju dobiješ ništa] *
Zion barricaded, closed.
abhorrence which makes no sense.
slaughtered lambs in silence.
with extreme violence,
the shepherd is the butcher of the future.
the altar.
* [through him, in him, with him
pray for the better, left with the same
in the end, you get nothing]
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(God) Forsaken
02:50
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degeneration of the nations, and the whole population,
neck-deep in shit and prejudice.
fucked phylum.
the asylum.
I want to keep my sanity.
your words are the power tool, controlling reality.
I'm not your guinea pig to be tested constantly.
powered by the standard things.
obscenity, and lunacy.
if you look at all those chains they aren't really fucking there.
when the bottom's so up high,
firm on the pedestal of knives.
throne of the bleeding hearts.
drains the nectar of the lives.
forsaken, the essence is so godforsaken
victims of an own inferno, casting down.
this is how you become godforsaken
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The Art to Self Destruct
03:56
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bugs in my stomach and in my mouth,
the scalpel blits in the trembling hand,
I gonna dig them out.
swine inside me squealing, it is feedin' of the pain.
cause it's real and I feel the need,
my heart on the nails bleeds.
fuck it, I might just admit I like it.
oppress me - possess me,
the devil's screaming' from within:
kill them all now...
confuzzled.
ONWARD THE SLOP!
tortured and unraveling cluster in the gut.
burns the ingle, and I know it's me.
(which one of you?)
building myself instead of killing myself.
chop the heads and dig the skulls,
bury you into the centar
I'm gonna turn my eyeballs back
look inside myself - it's so fucking black
my I's are still so beautiful and odd
I AM YOUR GOD x2
across the rind
across the skin
cut the mind in reveling
against the sane
against the odds
we are the death
we are the lords.
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Yebus Crust
02:06
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split the red sea of blood
in for the hazard
for these years
every farrow, every pig
heed the word
thru weed; the herb
stampede of the herd
yebus crust
gorge my shit drink my piss
in disgust
venereal impregnate bliss
- out of water
but loads on wine
intoxicate the masses
in alcohol decilne
all the starving and the thirsty
bite my arms, suck my veins,
eat my flesh
nazarene with the green
yebus crust
gorge my shit drink my piss
in disgust
the love child of a merry virgin
yebus crust x2
porko dio!
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get down the trenches of the ghost town
the echos of the past silenced by the death of the now
throne me to this blank empire
crown me with aluminum and dress in ragged attire
step out you bastards, step out, step up to me
wise up you ignorant fucking hypocrites
begotten are the children of the loyal breed
rise up, scum-born, rise up
BREATHE WITH the STREETS
cracks in the concrete are the wrinkles on its face
of this city, of this streets, bittersweet taste.
this is out temple burdened bleedin' with the punctures
our playgrounds and graveyards - collapse the false structures
it is wounded and it's dying, can you smell the reek
there's no love-you criticize and wonder why it's bleak
BREATHING WITH THE STREETS!
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war themes.
irrelevant subject, a metaphor for constant strain.
expect to surrender.
I'll never raise the white flag.
chopping my way out through the darkness,
I will not fade.
in the name of noise enroot the hate brigade.
the juggernaut of the underdogs
defamatory tongues are clacking the songs of the degrade.
tenfold, behold - the hate brigade
on the bottom for a while, aiming for the stars
if I can not reach them, I will shoot them down
IN THE CONCRETE
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