1. |
Your End
03:30
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Release the rage, spread the hate
It's the only way to overcome your fears
Out of my mind I am set to kill
Spend every bullet till all those bastards die
Till all those bastards die
I'm back on track i'm back from the dead to get my fucking revenge
I will never fall i will never regret
for shooting you in your face you little piece of shit
I will never fall i will never regret
for shooting you in your face you little piece of shit
Sing your gospels pray for your god
Pray for forgiveness anyway you'll die
Charging my guns, the adrenaline is pumpin'
For your doomsday and a big bloodbath
This Is Your End
This Is Your End
I will never fall I will never regret
For shooting you in your face you little piece of shit
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2. |
Buried Alive
02:59
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Am I a stranger to my own life?
Wondering where did i go wrong?
Worthless, I have always been
Unplugged from this world!
Reaching hands into the sky
No sunshine, only grey clouds
Slowly I forget
It is worthless to fight for
Why do I fell so numb?
Guess I'm not the only one
Buried alive
Sinking in the dirt and mud
Take a look at the past
What you see is just an illusion
What you see are just blurred images
Only a piece of your shattered memory
Remember these words
We are destined to fall
One by one
We'll be buried alive!
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3. |
Infernal Salvation
03:16
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There are no bad ideas, just a lack of guts to execute
Every second wasted, costs like a fucking eternity
My body's paralized, a dark hole slowly eats my encephalon
But the notion is still in me, the images of a pure antagonism
I revolt this affliction
I may drown to despair
Without lungs to inhale salvation
But I can promise you one thing
In Inferno I'm dragging you with me
Forgive me father
Forgive me father
For I am not sorry, for every impaled body
For the carnage and the rivers of blood flooding
Brainwashed freaks, breathing down my neck
My body wounded, I still revolt
Bringing me down to my knees, I still resist
I may bleed, but I'll burn this manipulated creed
Death is crawling under my skin
It takes my heart, it grinds my bones
All this feels pretty foreign to me
Shooting my eyes, the empire falls to gentle ruin
I may drown to despair
Without lungs to inhale salvation
But I can promise you one thing
In Inferno, I'm dragging you with me
Forgive me father.
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4. |
Victim Song
03:11
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This is for those who were tortured and raped!
This is for those who were choked in death!
This is for those who were tortured by you!
This is for the victims who were slaughtered.
Just another night, chopping with the knife
Another victim suffers the pain
There's no words to describe this terror
Only screams and blood on your hands
This sickness is growing inside you
You are ready to hunt your new victims
Cut the victim, part by part
It's the art you enjoy to do!
It's a pitty your victims are dead
to show them your mangled head
How does it feel when you are a victim?
How does it feel when you are slaughtered?
LET THE BLOOD FLOW!
Who's headless now, you freak?
Who's laughing now, you bitch?
This misery you won't escape
You will burn in hell!
I will make a massacre!
The newspapers will write about it!
Then I will show the world
What a cunt you really are!
It's a pitty your victims are dead
to show them your mangled head
How does it feel when you are a victim?
How does it feel when you are slaughtered?
Hardcore - Kali Punk - Death Metal - Slam Brutal
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5. |
We Are the Truth Seekers
04:37
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Keep feeding us with your lies
How everything's nice
How this world is a slice
A slice of heaven
Humanity money can buy
But our lives are not for sale
We remain relentless
We represent the naked truth
We are the truthseekers
Your neverending issue
Bringers of veracity to this blinded world
We'll never kneel to the scum in suits
Now hear the preacher that the job is done
Now, when we're all deceived one by one
Humanity lost faith, money equals god
We'll never kneel to the scum in suits
We are the truthseekers
We put our lifes on gamble
We put our heads on the plate
We're the reason you cant sleep at night
We are the flame that burns your towers
City painted in blood
Streets filed with corpses
Everywhere we stand you can smell death
Everywhere we stand you know it's trouble
Mi smo najcrnje sunce koje gori vase zavere
Mi smo najmracnija suma koja sakuplja svoj plen
Mi smo najcrnje sunce koje gori vase zavere
Mi smo najmracnija suma koja otima sta joj i pripada
Now hear the preacher that the job is done
Now, when we're all deceived one by one
Humanity lost faith, money equals god
We'll never kneel to the scum in suits
We are the truthseekers
We are the truthseekers
Your neverending issue
Bringers of veracity
To this blindfolded world
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6. |
Ascendancy
03:25
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An honest confession, of a warrior within, of a self-destructive mind
Deprived body and dark heart filled with violent art, dystopian mind that I want to depart from
Ladies and gentlemen the stage is set, blade's on the neck, regenerated? Or is my life long gone and faded?
It's all the same for me, I can never rest
Drowning myself in drink, hoping for eternal sleep
Popping pills just to avoid those whispers that kill
Still I dance to the voices inside of my head
Will I ascend?
Every damn night I spend contemplating suicide
Is this the night, worth a fight for reanimation?
No answers in sight, still seeking to find the light
Tired of lying, fake smiling, don't wanna to pretend, it is time to ascend
In a struggle, with an antagonist
Who breathes, looks, thinks, exactly like me
Calling me out, every time i have a doubt
Heaven or hell, it's all the same for me
Every damn night I spend contemplating suicide
Is this the night, worth a fight for reanimation?
No answers in sight, still seeking to find the light
Tired of lying, fake smiling, don't wanna to pretend, it is time to ascend
Will I ascend?
An honest confession, of a warrior within
Heaven or hell, it's all the same for me
I just want to end this atrocity
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7. |
Cruising
01:02
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8. |
Supernova
03:22
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Doza arogancije, elegancije, dekadencije
5 minuta slave, to je dobitna garancija
Nismo iz te sfere, mi smo bogovi provincije
Iz Heretik kuhinje, stize kaznena ekspedicija
Pesma za vrsne poznavaoce, savetodavaoce, i za pajsere influensere
Nije bitno da li smo dobri il' sranje, bitno je da nam se na put stane, i nadju mane
Odredjene njuske rade rital u uzem krugu, vode polemiku dugu
Isto kao ispred zadrugu, pizde, vicu i psuju, ali ne od pica, vec zbog nedostatka pokrica
Sljakaju skeneri za nalazenje dlake u jajetu, rade na nasu stetu
Tapsu nas po ramenu, preuvelicavaju, a dobro se zna, iza leda kuju zaveru
Mi ne postavljamo standarde
Rusimo trendove
Clanovi avangarde
Koja sahranjuje misli gorde
Dozivotni outsideri, koji skidaju skalp eliti
Nemoj se truditi, jer nikad me neces shvatiti
U zagadjene vode, konkubine, rent a car, gudro, prezenteri kvazi mode
Predstavljanje zivota kao odmor, nemoral se siri kao tumor, to je savremeni komfor
Prezenter influenser, zivot punim plucima dise,a ne zna dupe da brise
Nismo od tu sortu niti tema u raportu ali ti jesmo trn u oku moj dragi ekspertu
Ovde je sve crno, zaboravi na zivot leprsavi
Uzivaj u rusvaju, dok ja dizem pakao na Nisavi
Dzaba rezija i sminka, predstavljanje u visini
Smrdi bube, zvale, kraste, za mene ste toksini
Doza arogancije
Dobitna garancija
Bogovi provincije
Kaznena ekspedicija
Pesma za vrsne poznavaoce, savetodavaoce,i za pajsere influensere
Nije bitno da li smo dobri il' sranje, bitno je da nam se na put stane, i nadju mane
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9. |
True Bitch
03:03
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This is a story about a true bitch
So come on shake that ass, that big ass that I wanna wanna, wanna slap
You little bitch you just wanna be rich, you are sick but you are good at sucking dick
So shake that ass, that big ass that i wanna wanna, wanna SLAM
You little bitch you just wanna be rich, you are sick but you love my dick
Screaming words of pain, feeling no shame, no need to blame here comes orgasm
Screaming words of pain, feeling no shame, no need to blame here comes orgasm
Screaming words of pain, feeling no shame, no need to blame here comes orgasm
Blowjob, anal fuck, titty fuck thats her bussiness
I can not sleep my dick is going deep into those sweet holes, it hurts my balls
She's a real pro, a way to go I love her body but it costs bloody
Her satisfaction equals a big reaction
She is my prom queen but more like a porn queen
in the bed she always wants to win
She is my porn queen, so shake that ass cuz that shit drives me crazy
Screaming words of pain, feeling no shame, no need to blame here comes orgasm
Screaming words of pain, feeling no shame, no need to blame here comes orgasm
Screaming words of pain, feeling no shame, no need to blame here comes orgasm
Sta cu da joj radim?
Sta cu da joj radim?
Sta cu da joj radim?
Jebacu je dok ne crkne/m!
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10. |
Beneath Your Skin
05:11
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It all starts with thoughts
With one slip into despair.
Silent assasin
Is stored inside that maze
Of your desperate mind
Destroying whats inside
Dont let it stay
Ruin your life day by day
It will destroy your will
Crawling beneath your fucking skin
Dont let it stay
ruin your life day by day
It will destroy your will
Crawling beneath your fucking skin
One bad day, thats all that it needs
to plant its diabolical seed.
Behind your darkened eyes
leaving nothing but you dead inside
dead inside
crippling you the demon smiles
Dont let it stay
Ruin your life day by day.
It will destroy your will.
Crawling beneath your fucking skin.
Dont let it stay
Ruin your life day by day.
It will destroy your will.
Crawling beneath your fucking skin.
Stop fooling yourself, it wont go away.
That pain will forever be there.
Regrets, doubts and fear.
They will always come from somewhere.
They will always come from somewhere.
BENEATH
YOUR
FUCKING
SKIN
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