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Matricide
03:22
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So goes the earth, an unstopable matricide.
A loving mother slowly poisoned by her vicious offspring.
What we offered to the future generations ?
Our childrens will hide in the holes.
They wonder who is the son of a bitch, who gave them life.
And they will born for nothing; born to sinking.
We are the scum of futile existence, and we don't deserve to breathe.
What does still "human" in "humanity" ?
A nightmarish fate drowned in the utopia of a responsible society.
We eat, we devour to the last drop, so where the fuck is the limit ?
Before resuming your miserable existence, you've gonna paid what you've done !
Don't be surprised, if no one will cry over your grave.
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Delusions
02:39
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Take me to the gallows, i want to feel the knot tighten my neck stronger.
Take me to the shallows, i want to let myself rot a the bottom of a hole.
This world is only a heap of decay, eaten away up to the bone, rotted up to the marrow.
Tired of running behind the bills, tired of letting me walk above, all this suffering, this pain in me, is about to explode.
Take me to the gallows, i want to feel the knot tighten my neck stronger.
Take me to the shallows, i want to let myself rot a the bottom of a hole.
I am not affraid of hell, because my everyday life is fucking nightmare.
My life is a fucking sentence.
Tired of running behind the bills, tired of letting me walk above, all this suffering, this pain in me, is about to explode.
Take me to the gallows, i want to feel the knot tighten my neck stronger.
Take me to the shallows, i want to let myself rot a the bottom of a hole.
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Abandonment
03:18
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The violence were trivialized, a new fracture on the walls.
Our towns were saturated, under a garbage heap.
People are scared to survive, and they consume to forget.
All goes slowly, everyday faded.
This is the grim life :
The abundance of thing we don't need, never satisfied our fucking greed.
The ignorance of our childrens, brainwashed from birth by those we have chosen.
The same idiots who makes war instead of helping the underdogs, stashed in dismal holes.
You are like them behind your screen, you starring at your neighbor and your spit on them.
Look at of what you became,
Watch out of what you became,
Of what your future will be made, if you fall behind, no one will be there.
You have been reduced to saturate the earth, and what you have forever loved.
Faith is fake friend, it let you rot in a bunch of flames.
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