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Power Violence
04:41
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I’m an addict for sex and violence
Nightly user junkie for flesh
Morbid nihilist close call abuser
Hellbent fanatic for terror and death
Speeding demon the wrong god to fuck with
Antichrist paid the price to exist
Cursed hellraiser your unholy savior
Eternal salvation relies on my patience
I need power and violence
I need to self-destruct
I need power and violence
I need a world corrupt
Power and violence
Power and violence
Power and violence
Self-destruct
Six feet under where I lay my head
I’ve got a lover under heaven’s bed
Feel her turn and yearn on an earthen spread
With a howl all night that could raise the dead
Hear her scream as she acts out on punishment
Feel her tremble as her whole temple’s spent
Loving flesh void of rest conjured with desire
Burn in hell’s core on her funeral pyre
Power and violence
Power and violence
Power and violence
Self-destruct
Power and violence
Power and violence
Power and violence
Self-destruct
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2. |
Gasoline
03:44
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Take a look outside on global suicide
Censorship and power trips
Mindless spineless hypocrites
Drink your gasoline
God is in your televisions
Truth in your politicians
Why make your own decisions
Unbiased by your own religions
Drink your gasoline
You hate what you can’t sell
(try to sell me)
You blindfold the masses
With lies and napalm gases
Policing minds with silence
And our streets with violence
Drink your gasoline
I’m the drug you can’t sell
Strange disease you can’t kill
No slave to any god or government
Unweighted by divine punishment
Drink your gasoline
You hate what you can’t sell
(try to sell me)
You hate what you can’t sell
(try to sell me)
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3. |
Bombs Away
03:40
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They play deaf while we riot in the streets
A swift kick while we pledge our beliefs
Sit down
Shut up
And give us all you've got
Wasn't shit
You can try to drag me down
With your lies, prisons, and cops
You can not take my bombs away
Try to take my bombs away
Bitch
Brain dead from their news cast lobotomies
Fed shit by the righteous police
Sit down
Shut up
And give us all you've got
Wasn't enough
You can try to drag me down
With your lies, prisons, and cops
You can not take my bombs away
Try to take my bombs away
I would burn at the stake
For my words, thoughts, and beliefs
You can not take my bombs away
Try to take my bombs away
Bitch
Boom!
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4. |
Verge of Death
04:49
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Distant shores torture me
With mental pain and misery
A lovely death machine
A temptress of suffering
She breaks my will to exist
Without her hate
By way of ruby lips
Razor blades and finger tips
Steel and pain come back again
For another round of play
To harm the thread that binds
Me all together
I cannot last cannot live
Alive forever
I need to die can she kill
The thrill in me
I need your teeth against my bones
I cannot burn in hell alone
I fear that suicide would disappoint
I need to hurt more than you know
Distant shores of suffering
And endless pain cried out to me
I am a user
A victim of technology
I like to watch and feel
And flip the page
Break the flesh
And find a way to kill the pain
Sin and pray
Disobey your DNA
Buying time as an outlet
To this corruption
Love must rot into dust
It must decay
Before my blood turns to rust
I want to suffer
I need your teeth against my bones
I cannot burn in hell alone
I fear that suicide would disappoint
I need to hurt more than you know
Hurts more than you know
I need your teeth against my bones
I cannot burn in hell alone
I fear that suicide would disappoint
I need to hurt more than you know
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5. |
Witching Hour
05:21
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I'm
Trapped and defeated
Marked for death in my Garden of Eden
Death crawls
In these warm walls
A nuptial cradle for rejected burial
Gripping to life like a cancer
I'm a sacrifice on this unholy night
The Antisavior the unsung betrayer
Beloved son of sin and corruption
Execution on the witching hour
Void now of your broken womb
The hour is now upon us
With fires we'll consume
Your race of filth and dust
My hands grip your neck
I reap in wrathful hate
Your world of mindless slaves
Are servants now to the hands of fate
Hear this
I'm the chosen one
I'm the christ child of plutonian shores
I'm the godman the faithless god damned
The one born of a virgin whore
Cast down
Cast from the heavens
South of God I'll rest my bones
Wrenching in torment a fiery tumult
Vengeful hatred has blackened my soul
Execution on the witching hour
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