1. |
Dead Void
03:57
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Woke up in a hole full of bones and flesh
Pick myself up to thresh
Looking above at an unfamiliar ceiling
Trying to find my way out
Everything has a cold feeling
Don’t know if I should shout
Step on bones to make them crack
Staring into a void of black
Can’t imagine what sick fuck
Just my luck
I continue to search
Get to an exit
Smells like a church
Looked back, desperate
I think I see a silhouette
Yup, another body falls
Slides all the way down
Against the walls
Who the fuck is this clown?
Must’ve killed thousands
So why do I feel fine?
Did I not go down the same line?
Did he intend to keep me alive?
I guess we’ll find out if he arrives
I hear him drawing near
Can’t do nothing but hope
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2. |
Depraved Heart Murder
07:16
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Following you through the night
Watching your every move
Killing you, I just might
Thinking how I can torture you
Life is meaningless
I want to put an end to it all
Turn out every life
An experience of pure pain
There is no place of safety
I want to mutilate you
I need to rip you
I’m going to shred you
Live no more
I want to drink your blood
Crush your skull
And see your brain burst
I have to obliterate you
Make you unrecognizable
I want to fill a pool with flesh
So I’ll use you
Friends and family too
I have nothing else to give
Death is all there is
Hacking you up
Make you watch your friend die
Here’s a painful slow death
Chop your limbs all in half
Strapped up on a burning pole
Can’t cook you too long
Want to make it last
Slowly skin you alive
Limb by limb
Day by day
Everyday I feel my mind drift
Anger’s all that fills me up inside
Don’t know how much longer I can last
All that is in my mind is death
I want to slowly cut you apart
I want to see an end to this miserable life
All of it
All of us must die
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3. |
Inevitable Decent
05:07
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4. |
Criminally Homicidal
06:33
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I have been filled
With nothing
But the
Will to kill
I want to slit
Your fucking throat
It’s enough
My time has come
The purge of existence
End everything around
Grab my gun and go
Kill everything in sight
Tonight everyone gets sacrificed
I don’t need you
So I’ll kill you
The pigs try to get in my way
But I have no problem ending them too
Bigger problem than me
It’s time for a proper cleansing
I can’t have this
I’ve had enough
I’ll even eat you people
Blood sprays everywhere
A trail unable to be missed
Hear the screams of children
As they watch their parents die
Leave them alive without their limbs
Just to slowly starve
In a bath of glory
Feel ready to take on the military
I’ll rip you
And shred you
Eat your fingers attached like fries
Twist a knife in your thigh
Watch you cower in pain
I can’t wait to fucking kill
Torture
Make you scream
Suffer
Until you die
Sacrifice
Your life
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5. |
Sacrifice
03:27
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6. |
Buried Between Realms
08:01
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My eyes open
Unaware of my surroundings
Choked a moment
I feel like I’m drowning
I cannot comprehend
What’s happening around me
Everything seems to blend
2 realms of actuality
Buried alive
How could I survive?
Trapped in between two realms
Makes me feel overwhelmed
Darkness further grows
From where nobody knows
I’m trapped in Limbo
Above flies a crow
The air smells dead
I’m seeing red
Existence is sick
It just makes me just tic
My mouth is dry
And so are my eyes
I’m buried alive
How did I survive?
As my body drifts
I start to shift
I must find a way home
But I could be stuck in Limbo
And still I wonder
How I ended up
In this position
Captive to death
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7. |
The Metro
07:50
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Is it the wind or the screams of the dead.
The squeaking of the pipes
Makes it have an unbearable dread.
We are living in a constant hell
I have become a shell
Each station I leave to wander
I might become a goner
All my family ripped apart
No humans left with a heart
Outlines of people along the walls
Some still move even crawl
Drips of the water cause a constant anxiety
No one left with their sanity
The Metro is a maze
My mind is in a haze
Killing is a norm
The demons come as a swarm
They leave us trapped
Family's left without hope
You only survive if you adapt
If not you turn to the rope
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8. |
Symbote
05:15
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