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Weaponizer
04:03
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Friendship with a shadow.
Intention to deceive.
Laying back on piles of jewels,
and amounts of selfish greed.
Manipulate the leader,
and stab him in the back.
Use his people as your servants,
the sky is turning black!
The attack is done and over.
Many lives are lost.
He has not, met his quota.
More dead at what cost?
The blankets hold the power,
to kill his enemies.
So when they go to sleep,
they're sleeping in disease.
Now that few have survived.
Stripped of all they had.
Live under the iron yoke,
a people lost and damned.
Forced to speak the foreign tongue,
a culture now to hide.
Graves of buried memories,
rotting from inside.
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Genocide
04:28
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The fire in your eyes will die,
and all you know shall cease to exist.
The end of an era shall arise.
Death to mankind it's genocide!
Raped of what is right, you shall see no light.
We will kill your kind, no mercy for thy.
Your race will be tried, human kind will die.
Rip the head off, it's shoulders.
A thousand years of pain,
will be felt at once.
Enter the gates of hell,
to be tortured for eternity.
Lost the sight of what is real,
lost the ability to feel.
The wrath of nature will overcome,
our way of imperialism.
Raped of what is right, you shall see no light.
We will kill your kind, no mercy for thy.
Your race will be tried, human kind will die.
Rip the head off, it's shoulders.
A thousand years of pain,
will be felt at once.
Enter the gates of hell,
to be tortured for eternity.
Rise from the ashes.
Leave nothing left, end all life!
Nothing left to see.
Fucked beyond, belief.
A thousand years of pain,
will be felt at once.
Enter the gates of hell,
to be tortured for eternity.
Rise from the ashes.
Leave nothing left, end all life!
Nothing left to see.
Fucked beyond, belief.
Fucked beyond, belief.
Fucked beyond, belief.
Fucked beyond, belief.
Fucked beyond, belief!
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Blasphemy
05:25
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Fire, burning in the dark.
Ignited, by god's spark.
Feel the burn, of satan's mark.
I, will not be defeated.
Blasphemy, sits upon his throne.
Rapture, of the holy crown.
His slaves, scream.
Yet they don't, make a fucking sound.
Millions, made to be drones.
Kneeling, to Satan's whoas.
lead them all, into their deaths.
Take their lives, they're better dead.
Blasphemy, sits upon his throne.
Rapture, of the holy crown.
His slaves, scream.
Yet they don't, make a fucking sound.
Millions, of bodies,
litter, the ground.
Lucifer screams,
extinction...
Now!
Rip the skin, off all your foes.
Off the bones, that hold their soul.
Rip their heart, out of their chest.
The wretched preachers shall know their end!
Blasphemy, sits upon his throne.
Rapture, of the holy crown.
His slaves, scream.
Yet they don't, make a fucking sound.
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