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Martyr
02:43
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Don’t you know you’re a martyr
Keep your heel to the trail
‘Cause though your vessel may perish
The formless spirit prevails
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Mongrel
05:47
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Did it hurt when they dragged you from hell
A quick scoff then remarks of the smell
Rotting flesh as it burned from stiff limbs
Or the ashen air that once composed your skin
Wretched men rule the earth from afar
You’re high amongst their ranks, a wolf who sleeps upon the hearth
And they feed you with the bones of all the peasants worked too hard
Yes it’s the culling of the few to scare the many who would march
I wanna believe you might soon come down
from the castle on the hill you built of stone
Without all these walls you would soon end up
just another bloated carcass on these shores
Has our death
Quenched your thirst?
Are you full?
Now our lands are stripped of life
Will you just take your pack and go?
You’ve surly overstayed your welcome
If you’ve the gall to answer, “No”
We’ve fashioned axes of our own
And we’ll be aiming for the throat
I wanna believe you might soon come down
from the castle on the hill you built of stone
Without all these walls you would soon end up
just another bloated carcass on these shores
A people filled with disdain
So ends a violent reign
Your halls echo with your pain
Impaled and put on display
Your crimson draining for days
An end that’s fit for a king
I’d like believe you might soon come down
from the castle on the hill you built of stone
Without all the walls you would soon end up
just another bloated carcass on these shores
I wanna believe you might soon come down
from the castle on the hill you built of stone
Without all these walls you would soon end up
just another bloated carcass on these shores
I’d like to believe
Hell, I could believe
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Misanthrope
05:32
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Gone is the way I’ll carry you in
Lost in the eye’s I can’t help but sin
Oh, in my mind I’ve failed my own heart
Fickle beliefs, exhaustive remarks
I don’t think there’s any real good reason
To be torn apart
Stuck between the concrete and the pavement
This is my retort
Cast through the sky a view from above
Minuscule lives, too heavy for us
Many believe they’re giants unscathed
We all rot in soil when sent to our graves
I don’t think there’s any real good reason
To be torn apart
Stuck between the concrete and the pavement
This is my retort
Hark, the lucky few who find a calling
Hoarding every drop
Soon you’ll get the sensation of falling
But you’ll never stop
No one’s at home
There’s no one at home
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The tree we grew, before the noose
Had hung over it’s crooked roots
So when we move
Please can we move
So very far away
Another soul, so bright it burned
The ashes kept within the urn
Now spread along the trail he learned
To walk in better days
A shot was fired, fled the fool
You slept within the crimson pool
The good few, taken by the cruel
They never get replaced
The final of a different breed
So overcome with simple grief
You sought and found your endless sleep
The ultimate escape
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Beef Horse 1000
07:18
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Death, awake
You’ve crept into my life
Now name your stakes
Cause I will take your fucking head
If I have to
You’ll die afraid
Alone
With no one loved
To bury all your bones
A vengeful monster
Made from man
It’s your doing
So bow, you fool
Alas, alive
Another broken spirit
Who must drag himself through time
Solace pales
Whilst anger thrives
In a quiet
Tormented mind
A choice
In arrogance denied
That inner voice
I’ll haunt these halls,
The world around
Now eternal
Against my will
There’s no one, no other
Who can put them all to rest
From now on, forever
The affliction I’d sought to end
Is all I am
Is all I am
Is all I am
Is all I am
There’s no one no other
Who can put them all to rest
From now on, forever
Lest a fool dares defy death
Time erodes all men
Who pass through these gates
Met with torment or grace
Forced to face their
Mistakes, recurring
Be still your mind
If you’ve done all you can
Souls may fade from these lands
When your own will demands, it’s mercy
No longer human
No will of my own
I’ve been chained to my throne
Cursed to live on alone, in anguish
Where hides the arrogance
Once in my mind
Where’s the fool who’s too kind
To accept death cannot be vanquished
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