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Patricia
03:40
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I'll show you what a real man is
When you're comatose begging for death
You're like a parasite sucking dick
cigarette on your dying breath
Swan song, kiss of death
a mother's love, pestilence
Swan Song, Dead in a ditch
elegy of a burning witch
Reap what you sow
It's time to pay the debt you owe
You're no mother you're a god damn fake
Patricia Fields, it's time to taste
Demolition
your death will be an exhibition
broadcast across the nation on the television
livid, unscripted
revenge by definition
ammunition affliction
keep your fucking distance
look the barrel in the eye
its your turn to listen
You gave me my life
Thanks for nothing
Demolition
your death will be an exhibition
broadcast across the nation on the fucking television
revenge by definition
pull the hammer back
its time to end this
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2. |
Collapse
04:58
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Run and don't loop back
The abyss is finally open
There's no escape from this
I plan for the end
No salvation, no mercy
The beast it takes you all
one by one
you better hide cause there's nowhere to run
it will mutilate you
watch as the earth burns before you
Run and don't look back
the abyss is finally open
there's no escape from this
I plan for the end
run and hide
all you can do
so burn in hell
cause nobody can save you
Just close your eyes
just pray you don't have to suffer alone
so many thoughts in my head
should I be alive or should I be dead
there's no escape from this
just give your loved ones
one last kiss
I plan for the end
just watch the earth
turn to ruin
He feels your feel
just close your eyes and pray this isn't real
Beg for Mercy
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3. |
Your Brain On Suicide
04:10
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Down in the ground
six feet under
never to be found
you'll never be remembered
I hope you burn in hell
Scrape out the whites of my eyes
I'd rather be blind
then entertain this fucking guise
You're nothing more
than a civilized whore
close your mouth
I'm not gonna take this torture
ooooooh
you're nothing more than a civilized whore
close your mouth
I'm not gonna take this torture
Oh my God
Stop me I'm going to put this bitch in the ground
sick from the rot you spill from your mouth
I'll make sure that your body will never be found
burn in hell
cry all you want your last words
won't be recorded
Gagged and bound
dead on the ground
long overdue life aborted
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4. |
De:Funct
04:33
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Technology seeks dominion
beasts lined up for slaughtering
turn on your television
this is part of your programming
so
fucking dysfunctional
cut
cut the fucking cable
you'd slit your throat
Auxiliary to blood shot eyes
open arms welcoming your demise
Slaves
Technology seeks dominion
beasts lined up for slaughtering
turn on your television
this is part of your programming
Mindless drones
Techno savvy demi-humans
bred to die
alone
Knee deep
In the thickest shit
Descend
into cyber brackish
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Suffer in your own sanity
I am the necromancer
that you cease to believe in
picking the darkest places
of your pathetic lives
I am the necromancer
that you cease to believe in
Causing your own demise
Breaking you down
piece by piece
you're just a waste of space
a filthy disease
fulfilling the dreams of those around you
destroying your thoughts
bring you to your knees
I will be the last voice you will ever hear
you will see me as your god
dissecting and infecting
your deepest darkest thoughts
I am the end of you
I am your executioner
your painful end only caused by yourself
just a hanging noose tied by yourself
Kick the chair
end it all
your body dead hanging
with nowhere to fall
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