1. |
Wound Closure
04:57
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He blindly runs, with justice in mind
so adolescent, he forgets the mines
Brothers in arms, get pinned down with force
but he just hopes, they’ll watch him inspire
Watch him get blasted, along with his dream
to bring us justice and institute peace
A mortal wound, too shocking to see
fragments and tissue
Broken, bleeding and in pain
Applying pressure to his belly
to keep his gut from spilling out
Red stained and dilated
Attempting to close the wound
flesh, hemorrhage and dirt
He is trying to close the wound
Hopeless act of self wound closure
Who do you think you are
a bulletproof hero
as you can see your situation
is laid waste to zero
Others advance, they leave him behind
a shot of morphine to get through the grind
A burning question that begs for an answer
heaven or hell, for this type of mess
This small decision, is not his to make
Victims of war, it’s your turn to take
Remember when his justice was swift
he did not spare you, but went for the weak
Applying pressure to his belly
to keep his gut from spilling out
Red stained and dilated
Sit down and rot
Moronic figure
The pain n’ shame
of playing the game
Flesh blood and guts
look there’s a liver
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2. |
The Morbid Statistic
05:00
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Death rate
The morbid statistic
Adopted by human kind
Death rate
Mortality measure
Born after the very first death
Ancient as life
Primal in nature
Is just a number
A single loss does not matter
As those
As those that followed…
It draws a curve
It rises and falls
But what will always constant be
Is people’s mortality
The feared one way journey
The numbers will always increase
Less than null number
Ain’t gonna happen
Periods of bloom
They seem like doom
This body count is a number
A single loss does not matter
As those
As those that followed…
It draws a curve
It rises and falls
But what will always constant be
Is peoples mortality
Collective fear
All act as if they don’t hear…
Of Death rate
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3. |
Eater
05:01
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How can that be
our modern day consumer
the intellect the handicap
our drive is only capital
in which we baptize these ideas
a blessing of purpose
giving birth to fears
the capital, the eater
Capital punishment
was shot or hanged, beheaded
a sentence for villains
practitioners of murder
the meaning has changed
a hefty life onto your shoulders
DESERVING UNDESERVING
Billions now serve
a web of beastly machines
that spawn a multitude of isms
consumed by spiders
a trap and a deceiver
has made us so willing to fall
This eater
our one and only God
dare say I
a modern type of flood
as if hounds that bark
we're sadly missing an ark
Capital was once conceived created
a tool that supposedly served
how horrid we were deceived and fooled
by the flute of pan
DESERVING UNDESERVING
This eater
our one and only God
dare say I
a modern type of flood
as if hounds that bark
we're sadly missing an ark
Employed
Deployed
The love of mothers
Finishing all
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4. |
Futile Cause
04:07
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This is the hour
of the fanatic
devouts of causes
of a system
some dead n serious
some ignoramus
some on the money
All strung together
by futile causes
Wasting these moments
in the world of
Material and greed
It is a given always more or less the same
why struggle more when in the end you drown your pain
Exhaustion hits and now you know it’s been in vain
This is a structure block designed to breed
Fatal Flaws
Futile Cause
Bring in the righteous
The wicked fools
The high and mighty
All the thick heads
Conceal your greed
Behind your morals
Behind your cause
But who are we
To judge the wicked
When we’ve allowed this
Wrong to become
Reluctant to learn
It is a given always more or less the same
why struggle more when in the end you drown your pain
Exhaustion hits and now you know it’s been in vain
This is a structure block designed to breed
Fatal Flaws
Futile Cause
It's ways we lack to comprehend
Greed is disguised as morals
Taught to the children before we
Long before we show them corals
Taught to the children before we
Long before we show them corals
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5. |
Breed of Anger
04:25
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We're living in a time
where anger feels so natural for most
this however is wrong...
A box of an implant consciousness
Carbon copies, all so similar and dull...
A cause of anger to us all
we feel so lost
a moving void of human volume
an insatiable existence
All bowing down to the new world
of false prophets and messiahs
All specialized in a field
some experts at numbers, derivative from us
We are lost
We are lost in anger
Derivative of the mind
an interpretation
Most of them though wrong
an abbreviation
Our ignorance in the end
the angering factor that keeps feeding the pain
All is so random and diverse
it cannot be condensed
Disorder and violent behavior
A wandering breed of anger
An never-ending spinning vicious cycle
A cause of anger to us all
we feel so lost
a moving void of human volume
an insatiable existence
unable to saturate
All bowing down to the new world
of false prophets and messiahs
All specialized in a field
some experts at hope, derivative from us
We are lost
We are lost in anger
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6. |
Redreigner
04:42
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Our times are horrid
in such unique ways
stats assuming progress
of humanity
Our times nonetheless
drowned with insanity
futile deaths allover,
a dying clover
Life, a variable
crammed Into formulas
making our life deniable
formulas fatal to the flesh
breathing the air, the stench
Even the young feel pained
humans...
God! What a mess of flesh!
an ending that feels so pressed
Reaper, replaced
his worth now seems poor
how much more
can pain, can pain endure
Redreigner is his name
the reaper's
universal twin a vortex of disgust
making death feel pain
ghoulish gruesome servant
Redreigner is his name
the reaper's
universal twin a vortex of disgust
making death feel pain
reconstituted reaper
Blood is no longer enough
The color red will reign
Anticipate a change in spectrum
perceived reality
we won't be able to see blood
he'll bring death to spirits
Redreigner is his name
the reaper's
universal twin a vortex of disgust
making death feel pain
ghoulish gruesome servant
Redreigner is his name
the reaper's
universal twin a vortex of disgust
making death feel pain
reconstituted reaper
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7. |
The Myst
05:38
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A vapor
that flows right through the skin
and goes into the sky
Breath, in the fruit of suffering
Expect, to fade away
This is the end what if tomorrow will never show
Take note
Look out, be mindful cause the fog
Once formed this will never go away
Plowing through the Myst that formed
It stings the eye
Up-close it seems that suffering of human souls
formed this fog
It grows and feeds on sorrow
as we collectively turn in
to what for some may be a forest
of hurt and struggle
This is the end what if tomorrow will never show
Take note
Look out, be mindful cause the fog
Once formed this will never go away
Plowing through the Myst that formed
It stings the eye
Up-close it seems that suffering of human souls
formed this fog
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