1. |
Collapsed Lung
03:22
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Inhale
The teargas
It is making me collapse within myself
And I'm not gonna take your lies anymore
And it's making me sick and it's making me sick and it's making me sick
You must be mistaken the one who is dying gotta be somebody else
This pulvarizing cloud of poison is making me so nauseous
I think I'm about to throw up
Filled with hate and I'm still blindfolded
and I'm still blind to your lies
Filled with hate and I'm still blindfolded
and I'm still sufficating
Smiles
Hiding my tears
I
Can't keep closing my eyes
Can't keep sufficating in these lies
And the air that i inhale is filled with musterd gas
I can't keep living this life blindfolded
Filled with hate and I'm still blindfolded
Filled with hate and I'm still sufficating
Can't you understand
Can't you understand
I will make you sufficate in musterd gas
Ribs broken made to suffecate in their blood
I'm so nauseous I think I'm about to
Ribs broken made to suffecate in their blood
I'm so nauseous I think I'm about to throw up
Inhale
The teargas
It is making me collapse within myself
And I'm not gonna take your lies anymore
And it's making me sick and it's making me sick and it's making me sick
You must be mistaken the one who is dying gotta be somebody else
This pulvarizing cloud of poison is making me so nauseous
I think I'm about to throw up
Filled with hate and I'm still blindfolded
and I'm still sufficating
Filled with hate and I'm still blindfolded
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2. |
Loose
04:22
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As I walk trough this garden
I notice my bleeding hands
I try to stop the bleeding
But all my actions are in vain
I hear a whisper behind my neck
I felt the urge to turn
To se this false angel
As the fear paralyzed me
Hold your mind together
Pull yourself closer
Hold your mind together
Pull yourself closer
I see an endless war
But that war is never on the TV
As the garden starts to turn
I feel it's hands around my neck
I scream the name of a prayer
But it was all silent
Just as I saw the gate
It gets colder I shiver
Hold your mind together
Pull yourself closer
Hold your mind together
Pull yourself closer
Pray
Drown in your blood
Give me your hand
Drown in your blood
Give me your hand
Drown in your blood
Give me your hand
Drown in your blood
Give me your hand
I will dismember your face
I will make you pray for death
I will dismember your face
I will make you pray for death
I will dismember your face
I will make you pray for death
I will dismember your face
I will make you pray for death
Bring me my old coat
And don't forget the blood
If we don't keep going
We might as whell be dead
Rather be dead than live this
Rather be dead than live this hell
All the trees cry al the twigs fall
All people grab us to drown us
Hold your mind together
Pull yourself closer
Hold your mind together
Pull yourself closer
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3. |
Down
06:03
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Fule the nightmare
With your blood
Feel the fragments
Of a prayer
The gods you worship
Are all decieving
And the prayers you heard
Will only drag you down
Drag you down
Drag you down
Drag you down
Drag you down
Feel the itch
Feel the pain
Feel the tick
The parasite
It's so disgusting
But also mesmerising
And the price to kill
Is close to nothing
Drag you down
Drag you down
Drag you down
Drag you down
Drag you
Down
I will bring you down
I will take revenge
I will make you pay
For what you have done
I will bring you down
I will take revenge
I will make you pay
For what you have done
To
This
Fucking
No forgiveness
No redemption
No forgiveness
No redemption
No forgiveness
No redemption
No forgiveness
No redemption
Hear the silent prayers
Drowning their hope
They think of inocence
But the curch has blood on its hands
If you won't take our hand
We will leave you behind
If you won't take our hand
You will pray forever
Drag you down
Drag you down
Drag you down
Drag you down
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4. |
Chains
04:54
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I see no future in this cell that I was born inside of
Feet schackled to the ground hands kept busy by the production line
We are forced to belive that we are free free to sell ourselves to survive
And the so called developed countries are thriving on our misery
And groving up in this frustration I start to make some plans
Plans of hope plans of freedom plans that will overthrow
We will come together as comrades and we are gonna burn their flags
The flags that kept us devided the flags that made us hate
Don't mourn organise
Don't mourn organise
Don't mourn organise
Don't mourn organise
Suddenly I'm full of hope I think I heard a shot
A shot that will resonate troughout the proletariat
I'ts a sign to break down walls i'ts a sign to organise
We need to kill their idols so that we can stop the worship
Now play the drums and ring the bells make em' run make em' scream
It's the time to take the power back don't pull any punches
We got to act really fast or else it's gonna burn out
I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot
So many shots fired
So many rights to defend
So many shots fired
Doesn't mean we can't do it again
So many shots fired
So many rights to defend
So many shots fired
Doesn't mean we can't do it again
So many shots fired
So many rights to defend
So many shots fired
Doesn't mean we can't do it again
So many shots fired
So many rights to defend
So many shots fired
Doesn't mean we can't do it again
I will hold your burning flag in my hands
I will hold your burning flag in my hands
I will hold your burning flag in my hands
I will hold your burning flag in my hands
Don't mourn organise
Don't mourn organise
Don't mourn organise
Don't mourn organise
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