1. |
Cheese Knife
03:04
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Betrayed and wronged in everything
I'll flee this bitter world where vice is king
And seek some spot unpeopled and apart
Where I'll be free to have an honest heart
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2. |
Fuck Your Dynamic Range
06:19
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Thrill of the hunt
The hunt for my goals
Smoke rising from the blunt
And the girls moan
You can call me a cunt
And I answer with a grunt
I am what I am:
Piece of system, a fucking scam
Life can sometimes be quite a bitch
And I don't earn shit from our gigs
Life can sometimes be quite a bitch
But I guess it's okay, if you're rich
The taste of rum
It keeps my feelings numb
The banging of the drums
Music for all the scum
Metalhead's daily life
Always getting into strifes
I am what I am:
Piece of clockwork, a fucking scam
Life can sometimes be quite a bitch
It's fear of ending up in a ditch
Life can sometimes be quite a bitch
When you feel like jumping off a bridge
Life can sometimes be quite a bitch
It's stories about fucked up kids
Life can sometimes be quite a bitch
And at some point, we're all sick of it
The sound of my growls
And my lyrics foul
Not the finest form of art
But it's a light in the dark
I say FUCK,
I am what I am:
Not part of the scam,
Part of a band and we go ham!
Life can sometimes be quite a bitch
If you feel like you don't fit in
Life can sometimes be quite a bitch
But we're all here just to sin
Life can sometimes be quite a bitch
It's full of people who make you grin
Life can sometimes be quite a bitch
So in the end take a shot of GIN
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3. |
No Longer Human
08:19
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Delusional, that's what they call me
A liar lying to myself
They don't get it's my reality
My life, my death, my sin, my soul
My satisfaction, my inner calm
I was lost in this bullshit world, I did not belong here
I was lost, but then you found me, my lifeless sleep came to end
I was lost, I still think I am, for they can't accept you
I will forsake this bullshit world, I only belong with you
Abnormal, that's what I'm to them
I don't know why they chose me
Is hope such a crime now?
My hope is, my love is, my light, my guide
My resurrection, my salvation
With you, I exit this world
Their world, their conflicts, their greed, their war
Their infestation, their corruption
I was lost, but then you found me and I knew what to do
I would end all this suffering, my lifeless life'll come to end
Let us meet in our next lives, I really hope we do
This is it, the salvation I was always waiting for
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4. |
The Visitor
06:55
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Left into surreality
Building a new reality
My own realm made of illusions
Away from people's collusions
Like pests, they crawl inside my chest
I'll never be part of their nest
It's a defiled, disgusting maze
Spreading like contaminant haze
This mortal shell is not real, I hate it, so, what is the deal?
Do I offer my life to Death's scythe?
Seal my fate
Take me away! I sign this with my blood, let my body go with the flood
Close my eyes, leave behind what I despise, ending my demise
I have never felt so damn weak
Hallucinating like a freak
Seen the end with my own dim eyes
I walk towards the fading light
Quiet and ease is what I need
Return the favor back to me
I fall into eternal sleep
I've come to the end, rest in peace
This mortal shell is not real, I hate it, so, let's make a deal
I've sold my soul, my body's for the ghouls
Eat my flesh
Take me away! I sign this with my blood, let my body go with the flood
Close my eyes, leave behind what I despise, ending my demise
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5. |
Revolution of Our Times
07:19
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Fear and oppression - ruling strategies,
they work
too fucking well
Tear down the obstacles, formalities,
slay them,
destroy this hell
They try to assure you that you need them
you don't
no fucking way
May people respond to their threats with phlegm
new world
break of the day
It is essential for them to stay that way,
never evolving or changing, never fading away
their morbid prophecies are self-fulfilling,
and are taught to every child unwilling
What if we would question their absolute truth?
Teach thinking with one's own brain cells to our youth,
make them realize things can't stay this way
create a new beginning, make the old fade away
Think
Open your eyes
see for yourself
unleash your hate
and understand
think
open your eyes
see for yourself
and understand
They try to assure you they protect you
they don't
no fucking way
They try to make you adopt their world view
Grey clouds < break of the day
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6. |
Deprivation of Property
06:42
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This world and I
Don't go together
I wonder whether
It is my fault
The others seem to
Blame everything on me
But I can't see
How it's my fault
I'm so fed up with all this pain
An end to my suffering would be so fucking welcome
Taking my own life is what I would do,
but I don't feel like the world deserves to get rid of me
This world and I
Are out of sync
I'm starting to think
that it's their fault
All this shit
I've had to endure
I'm rather sure
that it's their fault
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7. |
Girl in the Shell
06:31
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Your life is a sum of fucked up choices
Your skin is full of cuts and bruises
You've always been less than you want to show
Shame and self-hatred; what you learned to know
Raised without a bit of empathy or caring
Growing for the path of suicide, falling
Our lives are stained, youth raised with hate
How can you say this is the easy way out
When my demons are far greater than yours?
Dwelling in darkness, lost without a light
During the night, I'm afraid of wraiths
I'm sick of the burdens you put on my shoulders
Your endless whining falls on me like boulders
If meaninglessness defines your ego,
Just go and suffocate yourself with a pillow
It's all shit that comes out of their mouths
Is it a wonder one lives in doubt?
Depression and pain, relief in rusty blades
Sadness, not a name for something that drives me
Sadness, not a name for something that drives me insane
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Birds of Necama Savonlinna, Finland
We are a folkcore band from Savonlinna, Finland.
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