1. |
Goatman
08:46
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The sky turned red
Star killer
Dark in the night
Red and bloody
Has no body
It pulls me
Into the trees
Is it real
Falling into the sky, it cries
It sounds like a thousand flies, and now it has my eyes
I stand still
With all my will
Black sand
A cold flat land
Where are my hands
Soul melting like honey
Cheap thrill, big money
A reflection of you, but its not true
You find your gun on the wet ground
You look and fire at the hound
Once more you hear that sound
Don't turn around
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2. |
Black Fruit
03:42
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You wake up, cold and confused
Your body broken, worn and abused
This new world
Swallows you whole
With colours and light
That would darken the night
The space is a wall
Standing so tall
Between it all
And now you fall
Your hands
Turn to dusts
You are now but
Flowers and red roots
A pile of grey suits
Rotting in the sunlight
Burning in the night
Trees with black fruit
Grow from your roots
Once wore piece suits
Now taste tall boots
The earth wasn't yours to kill
Now you'll rot for your cheap thrills
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3. |
Ausrotten
02:42
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He can skin a rabbit with his bare hands can't he
He'd do the same to you for money
With his big strong hands
Vigilance, courage, pride, don't hide
Doesn’t matter what you do
Doesn't matter what you've done
He's got his belt and his whistle
So you're gonna bleed for his fun
it's always the same
When it begins again
Pink boy with his pepper toy
And his rubber gun
Little man with his sweaty hands
Cheap pork, wouldn't give it to a stray dog
You don't need a badge, you don't need a whistle
You just need to talk to your own service pistol
Pig in the red suit, no lawsuit
You take what you need then you take a little more
Pension coming up might as well start a race war
Power is power, a cop is a pig
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4. |
The Door
03:00
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5. |
Nail Gun
06:15
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6. |
Deglove
02:23
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7. |
Eradicate Unconscious
05:11
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And he walks up the stairs
Towards the door at the end of the hall
And He keeps walking, closer and closer to that big red door
His eyes are closed, and he's walking backwards
Discoloration
Desecration
Absolution
Retribution
And he's got a gun in his hand
With his head full of sand
Not just any gun in his hand
A gun that unmakes a man
Nail gun
Chew your mind like gum
The call of the dirt
Climbs up your skirt
The embrace of death
Is what you have left
The bruise never heals
The body doesn't feel
The door was never open
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9. |
Mariya Oktyabrskaya
02:03
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I don't like you
And you don't like me
And I don't like that look on your face
Your disposition and passion for race
But the difference between you and me
Is that I am truly free
You'll die
It's you or I
Eye for an eye
Before I'm dead
I'll cut off your head
I'll spit in those blue eyes
You'll fade bathing in flies
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10. |
Lachrymator 3
02:15
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Hey
Get that gun out of my face
Indifferent of my race
Does it matter who you mace
Some day you'll get a taste
Put in your place
regardless of your race
Boots in your face
Black leather breakfast
Beat to death with your own fist
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Its darker this time of year than it used to be
Why won't the sun rise
Why can't you see the flies
Come save me
You won't find me
Somewhere with red fleas
In a forest of black leaves
Where there's nothing beneath me
Not a sound around you
Not even your own breath
The air is thick and cold
Colder than death
Stars fell down
Like glass from the air
The night goes black
As they fall into our hair
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