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Casualty
02:31
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another night longing for peace, my eyes burning holes in the black.
the sting of day comes too soon. you carried on, deafened by the silence i started again.
and still, nothing’s shaped me like you have, for better or for worse.
your rage still echoes through me, i’ll hold this until my body dies.
blood on your hands, blood in my eyes, blood on the sheets where you used to lie.
i can’t erase something like that.
but you’ve found a way to move on.
i can’t erase something like that from my heart.
haunted by the pain of loneliness beside you.
to love and loss and longing.
you took everything, you took my life before i could.
the suffering does matter anymore, to me.
i am a casualty.
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Waste
02:10
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gatekeeper, naysayer, inciter of deceit.
warden, hypocrite, accept your defeat.
a position so righteous it can’t be wrong.
watch your words, or pay the price.
lose your tribe, succumb to shame.
ill repute awaits if you slip.
oh, teacher of prejudice, sharpen your silver tongue.
bare your teeth, sink them deep.
oh, teacher of prejudice.
addicts of status, your bias weighs heavy.
addicts of status, sanctity sundered.
oh, intolerant one.
i’d guide you to grace if you were worth it.
venom seeps from your soul.
venom seeps from your soul, flowers wither where you walk.
i would guide you to your grace, but you’re a fucking waste.
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Extinction
01:53
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we failed our mother, we betrayed her love.
bleeding her dry.
relentless destruction, suffering unseen.
feasting on her kin's flesh, slaughtered out of sight.
the helpless are screaming, for no one to hear.
torture of the innocent.
goods made from her marrow, productions at her cost.
bleeding her dry.
a masterpiece of judgement days, the merciful end to the human plague.
retribution must be swift, of cataclysmic scale.
a culling, our calling, extinction.
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Power Trip
02:25
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there’s a place down by the river where your body might look nice swinging from a fucking branch, eyeless and full of flies.
life that serves the rich and protects their wealth deserves a bitter end. no funeral, no fame.
lines crossed are in yellow tape. terrorists are in our streets with bodies at their feet.
you’re not closer to god, just too close to the sun. you’re on a power trip, nowhere to run.
you’re not above the law, you’re just blinded by clout.
you murdered the victims of a broken system. it’s not a job if you’re buried with your badge.
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The Order
02:10
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there is a darkness that absorbs all light, there is an evil that lives in the night.
they created god in their image, shaped the world to fit their needs. they maintain the systems of endless greed.
gaslit through sin, rigged the game to always win. what we lose makes us human, illusions make designed delusions.
fiction warrants race eradication, de-education of entire nations. genocide, and mass manipulation, inflicting trauma on generations.
join your victims.
will you answer the sermon and live life on your knees? will you obey the order and become consumed by fear?
the alter waits listless, the dark light beckons me. death’s name engraved in flesh, drown in misery.
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