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Vacant Host
03:20
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The smell of rot
Corruption knows no bounds
For all they know
The place is cursed
Disgraced by what, you’ll never un-see
Decaying bones, you’ll never be clean
You’ll become one with misery
Call it a blessing, I’d call it a curse
This hollow husk, this barren land
You’ll find nothing in this world
Our time is up, and it’s up to no good
You can call it what you want
Torn are the eyes, known never to weep
Vacant the smile ,that longs for it’s teeth
Cancerous leech, consuming all that is left of your hope
“Bring me it’s head, I will feast on the sorrow it wrought”
The wretched hole, this shallow moor
You are not of this world
Rotting away, shameless apathy
Or call it what you will
“More, I want more”
Debased, laid bare, we're nothing but bones
Without mouths, so poorly their fed
Displaced, replaced, with nothing but bones
Blind by desire, they’ll never know light
All bred to fail, all forgotten at birth
Vacant mindless sheep
Your nothing. Talking meat
A passionless. Vapid fuck.
I cannot stand knowing that this is what we’ll become
Reduced to uncurious drones
Wake up.
Purge it, the parasite wearing your skin.
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Suffer Silent
04:04
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Why would you want this?
So fucking hollow you all
For all it’s worth, its never enough
Why would you want this?
So fucking absent you are
For all it’s worth, so deplorable
Never ending cycle of shit
I have nothing left to say
Why would you want this?
So fucking tragically wrong
Born into shit, piss incarnate
Stillborn
Underclass
There no use holding onto hope
Smother it, butcher it, leave nothing but ground teeth
All I know, it feeds on despair and it grows
All I know it feeds on despair and it knows
Blind are the eyes, that can’t see this for what it is
Blinder are the ones, who follow without a fucking thought
Lacking will or skill
Poverty of ambition
Void of human sentiment
You’re all armchair martyrs
It must be a heavy cross to bear
Suffer, silent you will
Voiceless, you speak in tongues
Suffer, silent you will
Endless, you dance with death
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False Gods
03:46
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I’ve lost all sense of holding out for life. Bury it
We’ve all succumb to this hollow blackened world. Sever it
We lost our way, swallowed by the herd .Parasite. Void of light
Split mind from being, no independent thought
One eye, all seeing, no self sufficient sight
Force fed us lies, force fed us guilt
We flock to false gods, like flies to shit
And there I stood at the crux of it
Split from the wrists, prisoners of meat
One eye, all seeing, blinded by its greed
Coughing up life, welcoming death
They flock to false cunts like rats to rot
And there I stand in the jaws of it
Why measure myself, why measure you against the rest
I won’t succumb to the machine
I am nothing but a man like you
It speaks your tongue, it wears your face
The usurper knows not it’s place
Tear it the fuck out, like cancer it breeds
Am I cursed to carry on?
It sinks it’s teeth in
And Devours all
Isolate the world
Tear it out
It sinks it’s teeth in
And Devours all
End all life
Bury it underneath
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They Live | We Sleep Wales, UK
A project used to vent some aggression and energy, that would otherwise be turned inwards.
FFO: Converge, Nails, Cult Leader, Trap Them, All Pigs Must Die
They Live | We Sleep recommends:
A fellow hardcore/noise collective from South Wales. We've frequented most, if not all of the releases featured. Sounds like: The Chariot scoring an episode of Game Of Thrones.
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