Here are some of the often unintelligible lyrics to our songs
Apocalypse Chime
Crumbled buildings; broken glass
Smack em down with atomic blast
The dice are done when they've been cast
Who's to blame when you're in last?
Saprophytic fantasy
Rigged election victory
Post-horrific ecstasy
ethics cause perplexity
no need for complexity
Praying for rain
doing your dance
but when it comes
your choking on ash
the fallout is coming
no way to escape
so eat what is served
and enter the waste
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Caprice
I wouldn't have danced
except for the bullets
now resting in my chest.
I always give my best,
But this time I chanced
left me only regrets.
That which you spurn,
In which I invested,
You're loath to disburse.
Upon me this curse
For which I would burn;
From which I have rested.
Why tarry you while drunk?
Recall that empty dream?
The only other time you care
Is when your lover isnt' there.
My hopes for you are sunk,
Illusion is this gleam.
To speak with you, I fill with dread.
The you I knew has long been dead.
Maybe I have, too.
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Cult of the Nation
They dip their blades in the blood of the lamb
Merciless slaughter is their homeland
Peace is a word unknown to the man
They live their life with a weapon in hand
The nation: ordained, divine and enshrined
Subhuman, unworthy, stupid, despised
No mercy, reprieve, or release for the fiend
Ideas can die if their avatars bleed
KILL! The tyrant, imperial scum
KILL! The heathen, the infidel one
KILL! Oppressors in a faraway strife
KILL! All those, who threaten our way of life
Two to the chest and one to the head
We'll take 'em alive, but prefer that they're dead
For dead men require no process or trial
And JDAMs work better than bullets from rifle
The People proclaimed, inscribed, and defined
The rights and the privilege of all mankind
Yet convenience will dictate the discard of law
The cult of the nation is the death of us all
KILL! The tyrant, imperial scum
KILL! The heathen, the infidel one
KILL! Oppressors in a faraway strife
KILL! All those, who threaten our way of life
The death of us all
The death of us all
The death of us all
The death of us all
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Defcon One
The minds of the devil
With hate they are shod
The eyes of all evil
The fist of God
Forget the trigger
Forget the gun
Finger on the button
This is defcon one
Soviet missiles
Prepared to attack
American submarines
Have targets on track
Forget the trigger
Forget the gun
Finger on the button
This is defcon one
M.I.R.V.
and I.C.B.M.
The angels of light
and the bringers of death
Forget the trigger
Forget the gun
Finger on the button
This is defcon one
Doctrine of MAD-ness
You're all fucking insane
Six billion attrition
No-one wins this game
Forget the trigger
Forget the gun
Finger on the button
This is defcon one
Who fired first
We never will know
In this nuclear winter
Stay warm in the glow
Forget the trigger
Forget the gun
Finger on the button
This is defcon one
This is defcon one
This is defcon one
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Destroy Fraternities
Why should I pay to be your friend?
Why should I pay to be your bitch?
Why should I pay you...
To drink myself to death?
Why should I join your heirarchy
When I want social anarchy/equality
Why should I join you...
To be a douchebag tool?
Destroy fraternities!!! X3
(Fuck the Chads...)
You've got no time for things of worth
You just get drunk and brag of girth
And hang around...
With loser chads like you!
Unlike you, I think for me
I rock independently
Don't need your shit...
Cuz I don't suck at life!!!
Destroy fraternities!!! X3
(Fuck the Chads...)
I am free and I don't want your bullshit
I am free and I don't want your corruption
I am free and I don't need your bullshit
I am free ...I'm fuckin' free
Destroy fraternities!!! X3
(Fuck the Chads...)
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Exsanguination
Veritable hematoma
This futile struggle
Conquest coagulates
Stagnation of growth
Losing ground, alas
This illusion cannot last
Servitude infernal
No rest for the wicked
Tribulation time
Waves shall swamp the mast
Clouds gather like stones
To crush the world below
Stalagmite slicing
Slitting arteries
Diffusion of life
Spilled into the street
Exsanguination
Exsanguination
Exsanguination
Exsanguinate
Exhausted we exhume
Carry only carrion
Carry on askew
Shifting vision blurs
Processional proceedings
A sick and twisted farce
Absolution absolute
Cooing for contusions
Exsanguination
Exsanguination
Exsanguination
Exsanguinate
Lethargic leanings
Lacerated lethally
Lair of Lazarus
Lucidity is lost
Exsanguinate, exterminate
Exacerbate and intubate
Depency theory go
Submission to the appellate
Exsanguination
Exsanguination
Exsanguination
Exsanguinate
Bleed me dry
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Holy Land
We condemn the murders
of the one
but not the other
We condone the murders
of the one
but not the other
We support the murders
of the one
but not the other
We commit the murders
of the one
but not the other
Who are we to decide
Who will live and who will die?
Who are we to deny
The right to survive?
We condemn the massacre...
Who are we to decide
Who will live and who will die?
Who are we to deny
The right to survive?
We condemn the genocide...
Who are we to decide
Who will live and who will die?
Who are we to deny
The right to survive?
This blood is on my hands
I am to answer for these
sins I have allowed to
be committed in my name
They kill the other...for the holy land
They kill another...for the holy land
They kill one another...for the holy land
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I Am Liberty*
We live in a country where crime is the law
Where God and Big Brother are watching us all
The edicts of rulers are enforced with steel
Unless you've got money to grease up the wheels
I....am liberty
I....am liberty
Time bomb alarm clock says it's time to get up
the weather gets bad when the reign gets corrupt
If you think you can flee from your gilded dome
A couple stray bullets might just follow you home
I....am liberty
I....am liberty
Say the word freedom, it makes you afraid
Afraid for the millions you might not get paid
Dollars you swindled from blue collar masses
Free market bullshit from capital fascists
I....am liberty
I....am liberty
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Konsumkultur
Angebot
Nachfrage
Bis in dem Tod
Unser' Auflage
Schon geboren
In dieser Welt
Wir sind verloren
Weil die Seele nichts mehr gelt
Konsumkultur
Konsumkultur
Konsumkultur
Ich bin eine Kreditkarte
Konsumkultur
Konsumkultur
Konsumkultur
Ich bin nur meine Kreditkarte
Ich bin schon tot
Ich gelte nichts
Wirtschaft: nicht Not
Ich bin nur Vieh
Wir wissen schon
Was soll passieren
Es gibt kein Lohn
Wenn wir nicht kassieren
(chorus)
Mein Wert ist nichts (x3)
Ich heiße nur Einnahme
Mein Wert ist nichts (x3)
Ohne meine Kreditkarte
(chorus)
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Leveller
Lies of the wicked cause the world to descend
The ignorant are unaware of the end
My word is law so you'd best not offend
I level cities with the stroke of a pen
Carpet bombing wastes all my enemies
I haven't fear that I will reap what I seed
I rule the world with the power of greed
I speak in dollars and the masses will heed
It's easy living when your heart's made of stone
Punish all; ripping flesh from the bone
Without remorse I will crush all my foes
I'll break their backs with cash, in lieu of blows
I am a god if cash is the king
The earth is merely just a jewel on my ring
I will ascend, my praises you'll sing
Or you will suffer in the hell that I bring
I level cities with the stroke of a pen
I slaughter nations that I no longer need
I don't care about the blood on my hands
I will never give in to your demands
I will bring your paltry life to a close
I'll inflict on you a scorpion sting
I'll kill your children and I'll conquer your lands
I'll smash your soul until you love my command
I level cities with the stroke of a pen (x2)
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Torpid
Oh my God, the walls are bleeding
Oh my God, the sky is falling
...Where is solace
...where is sanctum
...where is everything I ever knew
Reality...a cruel joke
A netherworld of pain and hate
I cannot breathe
I cannot see
I can't make sense of this whole slew
Guiding beacon extinguished in the fog that obscures my mind is going to hell must be nice this time of year
Twitching glitch defines the meat interface to this plane of existence, our dilemma to be faced upright and tall to be cut down
To be cut down
Harvested
Commodity
Oh my God, where are my angels
my seraphim and cherubim
...where is my fate
...where is my life
...where is my consciousness of now
Scoring...notches in the limbs
The tree of life bleeds a spell
...short of aegis
...short of guidance
...short of the last rung to rescue
Hell must be nice this time of year
Where the hell am I
I am here is hell is here is hell is here is hell is here
Meat interface
Torpid
Comatose
Meat interface
Torpid
Comatose
Dead
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