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FORGOTTEN FATHERS
02:23
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Here's to leaving this place
in disgust
There's no good decisions to be made
Everything is fucked
All hope is gone
Why bother
There's just no one left I can trust
What the fuck, this can't be real
The place I once called home
now lies in ruin
Nothing will ever
Be the same again
So just call it what it is
It’s a fucking war machine
I will fall and you will see
That neither strength nor armour count
When the time has come to leave
Why can’t I leave with them
Why would I stay
There’s no home for me
When I can’t be with my kin
Fuck your borders,
I don’t care
Only memories left of my kids
While I’m dying in another men‘s fight
Nothing will ever
Be the same again
So just call it what it is
It’s a fucking war machine
I will fall and you will see
That neither strength nor armour count
When the time has come to leave
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2. |
ZOONOTIC FEAST
02:13
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One day they came
And what they brought was death
Fuming machines, fire and unless
we were able to flee
Deep into the woods
We‘d fall victim to their spree
Oh they feast, feast,
Feast on the trees
Feast on the world
That we all need to live
But finally there’s too many of us
For the little space that’s left
That‘s the beginning of our pest
We crave, we crawl, we croak
Our hopes went up in smoke
The smoke that they sent us
When they burned down the trees
The trees that stood there longer
than their killers lived
Our revenge is upon you
For we know your greed
Will kick you out of balance
The poorer ones can’t eat
So they feed on us
Us that we carry a present
To thank mankind for our
Feast, feast,
Feast on the trees
Feast on the world
That we all need to live
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3. |
SLOWEST DECAY
01:51
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Rising costs of living
because, you know, there's a war corporations still making a
shit ton of profit
while raising the prices
for everything we need
they're bleeding us dry
we're bleeding out
and there's that phlegmatic class
we should be able to trust
Left for ourselves
slowest decay
all the dystopian fantasies
we watched when we were young they're our lives now.
But slower
More painful
We know what's coming
Our kids are damned
We're probably too.
Left for ourselves
slowest decay
one final chance
eradicate what brought us here
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4. |
I REAP
02:31
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Now, after what seemed like ages to you
and felt like a mere moment for me
While my brethren forged the foundation
turned red into rot
I've been busy too, you know
Everything had to be ready,
had to be prepared
Once your time has come,
once everything is close to an end
I’ll do what I was made for
I REAP
I reap what they’ve sown
I take all that you own
Yes
I REAP
Your loved ones are gone and you're also in line
Tormented souls
went through anguish and pain
and my favourite taste
that is fear
What once was their home
had been hell for a while
so they're begging me
to take them now
I REAP
I reap what they’ve sown
I take all that you own
Yes
I REAP
Your loved ones are gone and you're also in line
For the chariout calls for its
carriage now
bow down and take the collar that is yours
All of this work it is finally done
and what is left is a dead barren land
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