1. |
Blood Sacrifice
03:16
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The eclipse is nigh
And the God's hand awakens here.
Eve of the feast
Of all that you love so dear,
The Beherit calls
And cry's its bloodshed tears.
All around,
Apostles begin to appear.
All ambition is lost,
And the glory that you seek,
You must spill the blood
To achieve all your dreams.
Sacrifice your cherished
And watch them all die,
Baptized eternal fire,
And hear the demons cry.
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2. |
Children
04:21
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Sometimes I sit here and think about my life,
Things that I did wrong and should've done right.
Being a young child and living so perverse,
Never thinking consequences would be ten times worse.
[Chorus]
I was an underage boy trying to be a man,
I made nothing of problems, never understand.
"This is my life and who I wanna be."
Selfish words, blind to reality.
Only 12 years old and already having sex,
Fucking three girls that were in my class.
Just like my video games, movies and T.V.,
Those were the things that were important to me.
[Chorus]
The girl I was fucking tells me she is pregnant,
The pressure is too much so I start to run away.
Leave the mother to raise the child on her own,
She resorts to selling her body as a prostitute.
[Chorus]
Months later, they found the child's mother slain.
CPS forcing me to take the child in.
Now I'm older, raising my child, and I can see,
For he is growing up to fail just like me!
He's an underage boy
Trying to be a man,
He makes nothing of problems,
Never understand.
"This is His life
And who He wants to be."
Selfish words,
Blind Reality.
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3. |
Monsanto Death Machine
03:37
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Chemical Insecticide,
Artificial Famine.
Genetically Modified
Seeds destroy our Planet.
Propensity for runoff
Infiltrates groundwater.
Kill entire food chains,
Corporate profit, Murder.
Monsanto
Death Machine,
The Government Sponsors
Are Unforeseen.
Federal Law
Means nothing to me,
For Genocide
Is what they seek.
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4. |
Trance-Formation
04:50
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My first memories as a child,
It was torture and pain.
I was sexually defiled,
Voice inside my brain.
My mind escapes this horror,
Photographic memory.
I have Identity Disorder,
Multi-Personality.
Exposure to violence
Affects my nervous system and my brain.
Opened receptors
In my mind, my spine starts signaling
My eyes are the windows
To my soul, I learn through my eyes.
Adopting a mindset,
Symbolism embraced into the mind.
Compartments
In My Brain
Hold Secrets,
Programmed Memory...
Clandestine
Sleeper Cell,
Killer Agent
Locked Inside My Brain...
Now its time for me...
Now it's time for me to kill,
Programmed words awaken skill.
Now my target has been killed,
Programmed words awoken skill.
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5. |
Police State
04:15
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Police State,
Waged war on streets,
Resembling
Military.
Set check points
Strategically,
To lock away
The unknowing.
Million Dollar
Industry,
Prisons Owned
Privately.
The Judge and Lawyers
And the D.A.
Lock us up
For more money.F
[Chorus]
The Prison Complex,
They oversee.
In the name of Profit,
In the name of Greed.
Outstanding
Conviction rates,
Non-Violent crime,
Yet locked away.
Create wealth
Through poverty,
Enforced with Brutality.
Forced recidivism
Can't walk away.
Keep us trapped
Systematically.
Criminal Justice,
Insanity.
Police State
Imprisoning.
[Chorus]
See Police
Grow Violently;
Foot Soldiers
Do their bidding.
To them we,
We are guilty,
Guilty of,
Of being Free.
They view us
As Enemy
Watch them kill
Thomas, Kelly.
Watch them kill
Young Oscar Grant.
Watch them kill,
Kill you or me...
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6. |
Aquisition Mortality
04:45
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Why do I, Feel the way, That I do,
Deep inside...
It feels like, Like my soul's, Leaving me,
Now's my time...
When I shot a man,
I watched him die,
Seen the pain and the struggle,
The fear in his eyes.
The sight scars my mind,
For each time I walked by,
For each time I got high
Under clear California skies...
Watch Him Die...
Watch Him Die...
Why do I, Feel the way, That I do,
Deep inside...
It feels like, Like my soul's, Leaving me,
Now's my time...
I lay here on the ground,
My times now to die,
My blood stains the concrete,
As I look to the sky.
As white fills my eyes,
I shed tears and cry,
For all the times I got high
Under clear California skies...
Watch Me Die...
Watch Me...
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7. |
Death Rides A Pale Horse
02:20
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Nation led by unknown hands,
Puppet known as President.
Agenda met through legislation,
Blind endorsement from the nation
Stands,
Private Influenced
Government.
General Public
Subject to the
Laws in place to meet a goal:
Submission and Gun Control.
Events occur, A Tragedy,
The citizens cannot foresee
The signs,
Your rights and freedoms
Being left behind.
Master plan unfolds
Slowly through time...
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8. |
Materialism Mania
04:25
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The masses converge,
Material desire,
Sub-primal urge,
Brought on by denial.
Values replaced
By greed and possessions,
Now you must face
Your souls obsolescence.
Can't you read
Between the lines,
And see behind
The subtle signs?
Tell me...
Does your contentment lie,
In the things you buy?
Is new technology
Your necessity?
Your need?...
Acquire debt
To buy mindlessly,
Lost sight of yourself,
Lost in vanity.
Can't see...
Slave to objects
You need to possess,
One way to regain
Your consciousness
Break free...
Material objects
The things that you see,
The physical realm
Is the only reality.
Subconscious lost
With material greed,
But its all by design
By the powers that be.
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9. |
Puppets On A String
03:06
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It begins with integration
Of new technology,
Interaction now replaced
By pixels on a screen.
Satisfaction gained by means of
Numbered acclamation,
Integrated private life
Through Private Corporations.
[Chorus]
It has begun,
Thoughts come undone.
Approval sought,
Loss of free thought.
Through networks, life's connected,
False sense of community.
All private lies projected
For the Corporate Entities.
Connection abused for profit
And misinformation,
Unaware surveillance
Of the entire Nation.
[Chorus]
Live day by day,
Indirectly.
Computer Screen,
Puppets on a String...
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10. |
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Clandestine Enemy
To control,
Submit,
Decree.
Esoteric Assembly
Who possess,
Unfold,
Achieve.
Behind the curtain holds
The Power,
The Strength,
The Greed.
Coalition it unfolds,
Vice grip,
Monarch,
Disease.
Bloodlines of an ancient era
Usher in a dawn of a New Age.
The twilight of consciousness
Culminates to the rise of slaves.
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Witchaven Los Angeles, California
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Started in 2006
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