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Everyday Poison
04:12
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Slowly crawling madness
Defiled soil of my garden
With it's corrupted seeds
Sterilized me
Disease further spreading
Has now infected the human brain
White noise of uncertain
Painful World cursed again
And Deeper into the forest
Trippin' my shit through charred leftovers
In toxic plains far away
I've lost myself
But an empty shell
Won't be alone devoured
Left in a nameless grave
Or utilized
From the morning dying People are numbered like cattle
Virus spreads everyday
Poison is sprinkled while forests burn
Once again
Is the silence stolen?
Maybe kidnapped or butchered?
Or drowned in toxic waters
Manufactured by a gentleman
What an abstraction
Living on this planet with a peace of mind
With a window to the world
Saying everything is fine
From the morning dying People are numbered like cattle
Virus spreads everyday
Poison is sprinkled while forests burn
Once again
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Dogma Vulgaris
04:07
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Just wanted to learn things in silence
Use it to forge my future, my desires
Years were passing, seemed like everlasting dance on the stage in his
Brutal theatre of falseness
Then, he crushed me
Sayin' that I'm not even human being
Sharp pieces rip through the meat
I'm shocked how warm is blood
With all these bone shattering words
I'm sitting paralyzed
But there'll be no single scream
Whilst reading through my tears
Disgraceful words by dying kings
It's tough to watch this show
Will the dogma die forgotten
Or we'll be dying punished by it's torment?
Will we make it through the worst days
Without brutally killing one another?
I have so many questions
And I'm rotting with disgust
But now I'm seeing things with new found sight
A World of polarity, white and black
Homeland divided, turned on itself
Forever?
Vulgar hourglass is running out
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Betelgeuse
04:38
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It was a long dream, but I remember it all
It was all about you, my beloved dying star
Six hundred and forty thousand light years from me
You died, rest forever, nebula
Let me see you once again
Let me touch your light
Betelgeuse
Please, save our lives
Let us start the funeral for the goddess of starlight
It's last procession shining in a blast of supernova
Our lives are lying down below the measure of her might
Give us a sign, let the revolution begin
But I have chosen to believe
As a fool at the end of time
That Your light upon us will shine
And cure all hatred from this mud
Let us start the funeral for the goddess of starlight
It's last procession shining in a blast of supernova
Our lives are lying down below the measure of her might
Give us a sign, let the revolution begin
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Servitude PL Malbork, Poland
Zespół po ciepło przyjętej przez słuchaczy oraz krytyków debiutanckiej EP „Everyday Poison” nie zwalnia i właśnie wydaje nowe wydawnictwo. Szybkie Riffy, dużo podwójnej stopy, agresywne wokale, klekoczący bass oraz liczne energetyczne solówki to tylko część tego co Servitude ma do zaoferowania na „The Origin”. ... more
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