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Absolute Horror
04:17
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This is a call to action
I think we all can agree
We're living an absolute horror
It's time to take to the streets
The wise minded know what must be done
Saddest times demand extreme measures
Let's wash the slate clean
The dictator keeps an eye on his sheep
This time in the form of human
Control the minds of failing mankind
Push them all farther
So we keep going fucking lower
Exempt from all rational thought
Keep bowing to the fascist power
Your putrid soul has already been bought
All greased up and one with the heard
Inject your cleaning products
And soon you'll be without words
The dictator keeps an eye on his sheep
This time in the form of human
Control the minds of failing mankind
Push them all farther to the edge of breaking
They're ripe for the taking
Your putrid soul has already been bought
All greased up and one with the heard
Inject all of your products
And soon you'll be without words
Your putrid soul has already been bought
All greased up and one with the heard
Inject all of your products
And soon you'll be without words
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Star Crusher
03:28
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Euromastyx
02:53
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These days I don’t see many faces around
Wake up every morning and roll on the streets
It’s the grimmest fucking reality I’ve ever seen
The homeless are the unaffected
Walking among this disease
I’m just trying to do my piece as you shelter in your space
As the bodies start to stockpile
And the pestilence claims its place
A leader sits on a throne with zero empathy
And wonders how his daily briefings will rate
I’m getting closer to the edge of sanity
Human morality and dignity I feel have lost their ways
A constant threat to viral exposure
A new habitual way of existence
Crept into the life we all once lived
No vaccine no guarantees only the fucking silent screams
We can’t even see our loved ones dead
The situation is going straight to my head
I gotta stay cool accept the facts
That we’re all in this together
It’s the way of our mother nature
It’s time for the cleansing of human scent
Our breed has been lucky thus far
Here is the dirt
Here is our descent
Here is the dirt
Here is our descent
Our breed has been lucky thus far
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Foul Branch of Reason
03:29
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I'm born from the abysmal spite
A spite that breeds a pain that leads
To a fowl branch of reason
Come taste the stagnant pain that embodies me
I'll show you a portrait of your despicable self
A glimpse into the actual genocide of man
The truth be told nobody cares
It seems the more we try to treat humanity with dignity
We blindfold ourselves head face first
Into the sphere of a withering life
Constantly decaying
Since you slithered out of the womb
Always trying to achieve something
Until the day you reach your tomb
Down the hole we go and nobody cares
Dawn and light fades as we descend
Images of a past encroach within your path
Solitude is now
Down the hole we go and nobody cares
Dawn and light fades as we descend
Images of a past encroach within your path
Solitude is now
Down the hole we go and nobody cares
Dawn and light fades as we descend
Images of a past encroach within your path
Solitude is now the future we try to defend
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Flesh Worn Thin
06:46
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As the world wakes to a better place
We close this delusional chapter
We’ll set the new tone set the new pace
We’re subject to change
Destined to ways
We must prevail
I’m casting out all inner demons
Flush them the fuck away
I’m cutting the cancer from the black heathens
Chop the out
Have no doubt
Tear it all away
I stand with a resilient fist
In the ashes of time I rise
Like a phoenix burning in a burning nest
I count down the seconds to your demise
That tides have changed the times are strange
Let the healing of life reside
Don’t turn away
Endure the pain
There’s nothing left to divide
They do deeds without rational thought
A life of fear their end is near
They fail at life and wallow in strife
Tear em down
Cut em out
They turn into what they fear
Lend me your fleshy hands again
I won’t chop them off
The deceitful ones trust has worn thin
The liars won’t admit to loss
Don’t turn away
Endure the pain
There’s nothing left to divide
I stand with a resilient fist
In the ashes of time I rise
Like a phoenix burning in a burning nest
I count down the seconds to your demise
That tides have changed the times are strange
Let the healing of life reside
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Cobra Czar Minneapolis, Minnesota
some bon jovi shit
Vocals: Mike Fisketti
Guitar: Tim Sieler
Drums: Timothy Java
Guitar: Mike Van Heel
Bass: Chris Lyons
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