1. |
Wrath
01:25
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Beholden to no one
Beholden to nothing
Sink my teeth in
Wrath. Fury. Solace
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2. |
All Things Ruined By Man
03:08
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I’m sorry
Stricken with a lack of love
Overflowing with disappointment
Grief, anger and vision
Land once ripe with torment
awash in the blood of the old guard
While you fill your mouth with venom
We’ll pry open the gates of hell
we’ll push through concrete
Dig up the dead and push again
Grief, anger and vision
In a breath we’ll push through concrete x2
Dig up the dead and push again x2
You can only beg for daylight
A juggernaut of retribution
Overflowing with disappointment
Grief, anger and vision
A juggernaut of retribution
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3. |
Midwestern Nice
02:44
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It’s always blood that makes us whole
A sincere inner violence
Thirsty for a genuine sense of rest
But content with this constant ache.
A plan to suffer,
So Sincere
So Suffocating
I’m awake for everything
I’m awake for everything
A plan to suffer
A sincere inner violence
Fault and grief
A plan to suffer, So Sincere
A plan to suffer, So Suffocating
Can you see the hell in my eyes?
Great sorrow and shame
A sincere inner violence
A plan to suffer,
So Sincere, So Suffocating
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4. |
Bury Me With This
02:13
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Coward.
If you seek atonement
Let me be the first to strike it down
Let that false flag be your coffin
Venomous
Let your self-righteousness consume
Venomous
Let your self-righteousness consume
You thrive at the forefront of hypocrisy
Neatly bound and ripe with lust.
Vindication
The blood of this loose union.
With the absence of redemption
Our only hope is vengeance.
With the absence of redemption
Our only hope is vengeance.
Vindication.
Let that false flag be your coffin
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5. |
Guilt Parade
02:57
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Rise and Fall
Let me bathe in filth
My unclean hands soaked in the blood of the lamb.
Newly ripe with disgust
Neatly bound and prepared for us
There’s no escape from myself
Ripped from the earth in a fever dream
on our own again
Sickness spreads throughout us
Sickness spreads throughout us
Allow us to sit in our sick
This path is often dangerous but
I’ll run forever to find solace.
All that we have is our wit
Sickness spreads throughout us
Sickness spreads throughout us
Rise and Fall
Let me bathe in filth
Sickness spreads throughout us
Awash in hell.
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Devin - voice.
Mhyk - guitar.
Rico - drums.
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