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Sweet Dreams of Violence
02:22
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Painless
Premeditated
Cultural affliction
Bullet through the head
Blue stain
Smeared on the pavement
Wish I could regret it
Wake and forget it
Plunging
Water is depression
Lines of succession now are broken
Sentenced
Lifelong regression
Cold metal tension
Awaiting injection
Sweet dreams of violence
Never wake me up
Lost the will to fight it
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2. |
Bloodsong
01:34
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World is turning
World is burning
To the rhythm of a bloodsong
Sacred learning
Unconcerned
Another victim of the bloodsong
When's the last time that it felt wrong?
I don't even feel it
I don't feel wrong
Palms burning
Flesh churning
To the rhythm of a bloodsong
Psalms of hurting
Masses buried
Only victims of the bloodsong
When's the last time that it felt wrong?
I don't even feel it
I don't feel wrong
Double-blind and crucify me as a martyr for the bloodsong
Keep lying
Keep crying
Another victim of the bloodsong
When’s the last time that it felt wrong?
Only thing I feel
It always feels wrong
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Semi-Casual Slavery
02:02
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Jeans on Friday
All I ever work for
Guess that’s fucking life for me
Lust for death
Semi-casual slavery
Life of regret
Semi-casual slavery
Jeans on Friday
All we got to live for
Pathetic fucking life for us
We breed
Semi-casual slavery
We exist to feed
Semi-casual slavery
Think I’ve lost the thread
Might as well be dead
Better them than me
Bureaucratic creeps
Hammer takes the slave
Master’s debt to pay
Violence will sustain
Retirement delayed
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4. |
Joyride
01:37
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Feel so good it makes me bored
Bought a life I can’t afford
I hate the summer
I hate the noise
I want the ride without the joy
Wearing black will make the sun burn too bright
Burning drugs will make my brain hurt just right
Being happy is just a fad
Miss my mom and miss my dad
I hate the girls
I hate the boys
I want the freedom without choice
Wearing black will make the sun burn too bright
Burning drugs will make my brain hurt just right
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Lyrics written by Christian Death:
I see the end, and I see the end well it was open so I crawled inside
And someone up ahead was crying, well someone up ahead was dying
Lost in the darkness, lost in today
Well you can only lose it to your mind, you got to lose it to your mind
Waves and waves of tranquility is hard on your innocence
Discarding all that was before, let's crawl inside
La virginal souls devour without shame, we lick our lips clean, so clean
No one outside knows, no one outside knows what it means
To me, to be, set free
Well you can only lose it to your mind, you got to lose it to your mind
Waves and waves of tranquility is hard on your innocence
Discarding all that was before, let's crawl inside
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6. |
Brain Dead
02:05
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Looking ugly now
Guess the smokes caught up
Feeling ugly now
Big mistakes add up
First light and it’s bright white
Turn it all to red
First life and it’s quite nice
Guess my brain is dead
My head
Brain dead
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7. |
Flak Jacket Family
02:34
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Best be in it for the long run
Every soldier’s gotta shoot the gun
Better smoke ‘em if you got some
Pull the trigger baby have fun
Have fun
I feel nothing
Kill enemy
Do what They tell me
Flak jacket family
Best be in it for the long run
Every patriot is a chosen one
God’s plan under a burning sun
Freedom’s work is never truly done
Never done
I feel everything
Terror and security
Do what He tells me
Flak jacket family
Best be in it for the long run
Pray to god but just the only one
Go to school and try to have fun
Go to work until the game is won
Buy the bonds and we maintain the funds
Watch the movies and we sell the guns
Kill thy neighbor and go on the run
Sell the story for the highest sum
In America respect the Boss
Every worker fodder for the cause
Know your place so that you won’t get lost
Family
Hierarchy
Under God
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8. |
The Cowboy
02:00
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The world is a burning metal flower
The petals rust and fall like towers
A wasteland sold by smiling cowards
Empty minds grown ripe with power
The Cowboy brings them all to justice
A smoking gun to bear the bloodshed
I’ll never see the Eiffel Tower
My fantasies now taste more sour
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9. |
Medicine
02:32
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Take a bit
Take a little hit
Crush a bit
Feeling it
Are you feeling it?
Cursed with it
I got shit I need to do tomorrow
The earth is dead
The void is black and hollow
Take a bit
Take a little hit
Crush a bit
Feeling it
Are you feeling it?
Cursed with it
Everything’s fine
Everything’s alright
I feel fine
Are you feeling right?
I feel fine
I’m fine
You’re fine
I’m fine
We’re fine
I’m fine
I feel fine
Take a bit
Take a little hit
Crush a bit
Feeling it
Are you feeling it?
Cursed with it
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