1. |
Ritual
04:04
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Inhale.
Exhale.
Ignite.
Restore.
A ritual.
The reveal of all thine pain.
The discovery of a flame.
It ignites until I fall to my knees.
I bleed black through this release.
I am reborn.
Within this element, no longer shall I grieve.
I keep turning the empty chapters.
Longing for new beginnings.
Longing for new beginnings.
Hopeful of serenity,
I scream until there is no air for me.
Inhale.
Unchain my soul.
Exhale.
I march through the winds of silence.
Ignite.
My lungs restored.
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2. |
Trick x Treat
02:53
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Flames inside Jack's head,
Put them out, Put them out,
You're dead.
Lights until midnight.
Ignite, Ignite.
Or you will be crucified.
Always check your candy, cyanide and razor blades.
You'll be left, buried.
A backyard will be your grave.
Jack o lantern heads, gluttony is your demise.
But don't forget to help me with the eyes.
I keep tradition.
Respect the rules.
If not, I'll come for you.
Candy blade, burlap sack.
Pumpkin head.
The demon Sam.
The kids won't forget what you've done to them.
Wolves come out tonight.
They'll feast upon your flesh.
They'll eat you alive.
I keep tradition.
Respect the rules.
If not, I'll come for you.
Candy blade, burlap sack.
Pumpkin head.
The demon Sam.
Poison, drowning, claw or knife,
So many ways to take a life.
It's not the end.
It's only just begun.
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3. |
False Patriots
03:11
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No honor in hatred.
No strength in ignorance.
You will not claim victory.
For we stand in solidarity
For equality.
This is fair warning.
Your banners will fall.
Your arms will dissolve.
False Patriots,
Your hail no longer reigns supreme.
In defiance of hatred, I shall raise my fist and shove the torch, down your fucking throat.
Soon you will begin to understand, that the blood is the same within all man.
This is our victory, this is your defeat.
Your symbols shall burn.
We are your defeater.
Now put the gun to your head, and follow your leader.
False Patriots,
Your banners will fall.
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Pale skin, black eyes.
Looks like we're going out tonight.
The city's set ablaze like jackolanterns eyes
Now smashed upon the ground, what a perfect day to die.
Eggshells on the wall, dead bodies fill the street
This is a ghoul's night out.
Now get up off your knees.
Pale skin, black eyes.
Looks like we're going out tonight. (HA-HA)
These masks they hide us from a world of lies,
When they see our faces
We let the devil rise.
The ghosts eternal haunt, the goblins run the streets.
We see the fear in your eyes and we'll never accept defeat.
Pale skin, black eyes.
Looks like we're going out tonight.
These masks they hide us from a world of lies,
When they see our faces
We let the devil rise.
vxDEDxv:
I have risen.
Summoned by my minions,
Hooves to the pavement on a sinister mission.
Death to the living and eternal fire to the dead.
Each time you speak of me, blood spills from whats been said.
Burning every building, claiming your tortured souls.
You belong to me now.
Power to the willing, sacrifice, meet your goals
And I will never accept defeat.
Pale skin, black eyes.
Looks like we're going out tonight. (HA-HA)
These masks they hide us from a world of lies,
When they see our faces
We let the devil rise.
Tonight is devils night.
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Your life in torment
Their lives in ruin
The pain has now
Come to fruition.
They don't care who is harmed
It's all in good fun
For the high it is done
Bath salt zombies x 4
From the high they transition
Controlled by what's within their system
A true act of horror they become
For everyone is now a victim
Shotgun ready
Locked and loaded
The blow you will surely feel
You shall not perish the human race
SE Frank:
Listen up
Because I won’t ever play dead
In this fucked up world that would rather pretend
To live content in a brainwashed trend with the ignorant and infected
Maybe I’ll be better with the deceased
If you don’t feed me something truly concrete
Because I know that I’m weak and I can’t eliminate the disease that consume these putrid streets
Bath salt zombies x 4
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6. |
Living Dead
02:11
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Living Dead x 4
No one is safe. The rich or the poor.
They're everywhere, and now they're knocking on your door.
They're breaking it down.
Take the kids and hide.
You can't stop them we've already tried.
Living Dead x 2
Smoke in the air.
Bombs and violence.
Shots from guns and glass surround us.
From the living dead and the simple minded.
One nation divided by their own ignorance.
You see it every day.
From the news to the streets.
Toxin diffused and everyone breathes.
I refuse to inhale the fumes.
The 'X' is the only way to stay immune.
You can't survive, not even with meds.
Now your skulls full of lead.
Fuck the living dead.
Living Dead x 4
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Plague
We are the plague
Death
We are death
Pain
We cause the pain
End
We are the end
From the plague we come to an end
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8. |
Noose
02:32
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I wish I died inside your fuckin womb.
Cord wrapped around
Until I'm black and blue.
My mind's a mess
It's full of stress.
Life is a test
And I've gotten no fucking rest.
Questioning existence.
Visions of death.
"Its all in my head".
Air escapes.
It's like a noose wrapped around my neck,
Pull it tighter and tighter.
No will left to beg for your forgiveness.
It's me alone and I'm fucked in this.
It's like a noose wrapped around my neck, pull it tighter and tighter.
It's like a noose wrapped around my neck, pull it tighter and tighter.
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Hardcore kids who love Halloween and horror movies.
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