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Squealers
03:34
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Be quick; they are waking up. Sad forebodings of what's to come. Dismemberment of the corpse, the ravages of war. They have flown, those specks of dust. Swallow it, you dog. There is a lot to suck. Bewitched by devout profession. Love and death by incantation. A pilgrimage turned procession, they carried her off for inquisition. They have flown, those specks of dust. Swallow it, you dog. There is a lot to suck. There was no help. Can't anyone untie us?
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Goddamn Catastrophes
03:04
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Where does this hatred come from? Why is punching up never enough?
Another day, another goddamn catastrophe. Is there something more to a curse? Looking upon a crowd with nothing more than disdain. A room full of my worst enemies. Another day, another goddamn catastrophe. Ugly, smiling faces I'd love to see obliterated. Is there something more to a curse?
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Fangs
02:44
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Stitched together by maggots, feasting on pus and crusted blood. Innocence is wasted here. Hope is a fairy tale. Indebted to darkness, cruelty as currency. Applaud the death of all that this worthless species holds dear, and laugh in their faces as they submit to extinction like good little vermin.
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Apostate
02:29
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Your wings have sprouted but they're basically useless. Your feet are planted firm. Scared of heights, I guess. The shackles that bind and hold you down are worn with pride and invisible crowns. Why not fly into the sky? How does it feel to be one of the righteous? It doesn't matter, really. Just curious. The shackles that bind and hold you down are worn with pride and invisible crowns. Why not fly?
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House of the Mundane
01:46
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The concrete veins of this septic city, packed with grime, overflowing shit. Like a heart attack that should have happened lifetimes ago, long overdue for a good disaster. Somehow deserving of something worse, necrotic scars that fester forever. Like a heart attack that should have happened lifetimes ago, long overdue for a good disaster.
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They Sing Melodic Terror
06:09
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These hustlers, men of faith on their knees in seminal bapstism, worshipping the same god but can't get their stories straight. They sing melodic terror in the key of salvation, discordant, out of time with all the wrong words. Screaming into the void: Hallelujah! Amen! These hustlers, men of faith rape logic with fairy tales. Con artists with bullshit magic in the name of common good. They sing melodic terror in the key of salvation, discordant, out of time with all the wrong words. Screaming into the void: Hallelujah! Amen!
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Absurdity Funeral
04:51
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Annunciation of a crucified Christ, a dying impenitent. What a sacrifice! A gift for the master and his house is on fire. A fire at night, the madness of fear. What a sacrifice! They say yes and give their hand to the first comer.
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The Ministry of Offense
02:33
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My disgust knows no bounds for charlatans and false prophets selling something called salvation from a god who sets the price. Walking, talking sacks of shit in expensive suits and ties whose hatred could rain fire from the heavens. Who else seems to have their own throne? My disgust knows no bounds. Selling something called salvation from a god who sets the price. Walking, talking sacks of shit in expensive suits and ties.
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Bones in the Walls
03:31
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Always crawling out of a deeper grave, fingers through soil and stone. Always coming up empty handed, just as it's always been. Poisoning ourselves for sport, killing ourselves for fun, wasting our time for wealth or at least the illusion of it all. The souls devout lose their wisdom and new thoughts scare them to death. Despite the downpour, they see sunny skies. Neverending turmoil, just as it's meant to be. Poisoning ourselves for sport, killing ourselves for fun, wasting our time for wealth or at least the illusion of it all.
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Necrotic
02:34
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Losing pieces of yourself. When you're not looking, they fall right off. Held together by dried pus and a bit of luck. Simply rotting. Each breath more decomposed than the last. Not transforming or evolving. Simply rotting. Each breath more decomposed than the last.
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Peril's Return
02:03
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Put me out of my misery. I would, but I lack the strength. This dread is crippling. It taunts us from afar. With outstretched claws, it calls to us with smiling jaws. Put me out of my misery. Make it quick; I don't have all day.
This dread is crippling. It taunts us from afar. With outstretched claws, it calls to us with smiling jaws.
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Holy Mother of Decay
03:25
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Look out! We're falling apart over here, and that's just the start. Salvage what you can while there's sanity to be had, like secrets in crevices tucked away in darkness. Forget I said a word. I need to get out of here. Take me away. Take me anywhere but here. In a decaying room in a decrepit house in a disgusting land in a disfigured world. Forgotten by time and memory. It's probably for the best.
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