1. |
Premeditation
03:00
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2. |
Thrill Killer
06:30
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Observing so closely your every move
I'll hunt you down like an animal to prey upon you
The victim to blame, no one will remember your name
My twisted religion of wickedness hallowed in shame
What I have created is bathed in the blood of vanity.
So beautiful it hurts. So beautiful...
My imagination thrives on morbidity.
Like an animal
Or a hybrid killer
Leaving no trace of my presence
Exacting vengeance
You call it blasphemy,
But it's just a daydream
Unless you drive me
To manifest the obscene.
You can run far away
But it won't matter anyway
Face your fear, Face me
Oh I hear your heartbeat,
Perfect rhythm
Oh God,
Blemishless and fair with your perfect golden hair,
The blood is everywhere
I don't mind.
Your flesh is so elastic,
Perfect for my shrine
I am Omega,
I am coming after you.
How does it feel to die?
With my knive plunged into your spine?
I cross my heart
I hope to die
But only after you have paid the price.
I cut the skin,
I lick the wound
You're only purpose is to rot inside your tomb.
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3. |
Margin Of Error
05:35
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The pressure is gone
You finally found a way out
Masking senses without a doubt
One bullet
Ends this charade
And now you're feeling like a god enraged
You're a poor excuse for a masochist
Flaming death, nothing left
Bringer of terror
No margin of error.
No more pain,
No more sensless death
Living in shame
Eliminate your consciousness
Virgin dreams and brainwash tapes with which you dispose
sacrificing your own life to destroy those you oppose.
Tie him up and send him off to send light from his chest
Promise him eternal life but mention nothing of death
Trying to die noble men
A ____ indebt to the undead
Symbolic rites for the chosen one
Sacrifice the eldest son
No ignition
You are alive
A disgrace for terror
Within the margin of error
Fear sets in the time has come
Press the button, pull the plug
Then the time for ascension comes
The light goes off your song unsung
No ignition
You are alive
A disgrace for terror
Within the margin of error
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Pepper's Ghost
05:13
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6. |
Celebrate Your Failure
06:02
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The ultimate failure,
I wish it upon you.
No longer a hero,
burning bridges with precision.
What do you deserve?
NOTHING.
You have to earn your keep
For this river runs so deep,
You’ve failed once, You’ll fail again
Now go back to sleep.
You hide behind your masks,
You are the type that you have cast,
You bastardized a race,
You can’t show your fucking face.
Given an inch,
Take an eternity.
What do you deserve?
NOTHING.
Celebrate your failure with a funeral.
Your dignity preserved.
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7. |
The Awakening
06:07
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8. |
Carve
04:17
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I carve your name into my skin
For closure, freedom from within
I spent so many years now, wondering
How this all came to be
Just a game of cat and mouse we play
I’ll cast you aside this day.
As you lie there alone and you cry for me
Would you die for me?
All you had was one shot and you blew it.
Moving so fast and you knew it.
You are so easily blinded, and the sun is not so bright,
Don’t come to me for answers
For the question isn’t right.
Is it fear of change or loneliness
That drives you to this point?
Or have you grown so complacent?
I am yours to disappoint.
Just a game of cat and mouse we play
I’ll cast you aside this day.
As you lie there alone and you cry for me
Would you die for me?
All you had was one shot and you blew it.
Moving so fast and you knew it.
You are so easily blinded, and the sun is not so bright,
Don’t come to me for answers
For the question isn’t right.
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9. |
The Enabler
21:24
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It begins
Addicted.
The high is unspeakable.
Ripped from reality the moment it hits your blood.
Finally had it with every single fucking one,
The closests friends that you have left
Are the ones that feed your god.
Weeks run together,
Seldom are you not lost.
Control,
Everything that you ever need.
Control,
Your very desires.
Your soul,
Crumbling into broken greed.
Another relapse enables your downfall.
There is something in your eyes.
Serve up another round of lies.
The substance calls for your soul,
Forget the past
Stop making memories,
The cycle will forever last.
Razorblades, draped in white,
Dust forever by my side.
A slave I have become.
You’ll never see the rising sun.
Will this hell ever give up?
Everything’s covered in blood.
I am now a shadow of my former self.
Resembling an empty shell.
There is something in your eyes.
Serve up another round of lies.
Razorblades, draped in white,
The dust forever by my side.
Festering aortic dissection,
Post-traumatic stimulation,
Pulmonary desecration,
Pustules spewing putrefaction.
Hepatitis nosebleed.
Inject
Reject
infecst
Ingest
Obsessed
Possessed.
Another dose of misdirection,
In the ocean of blood infections.
Longing for death I will feed on the pain.
Living it all, I am now insane.
Penetrating, Feed the mind
Endless waiting for the high,
Penetrating, Feed the mind.
Brain cells pop eroding memories,
I won’t die.
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10. |
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The pressure is gone
You finally found a way out
Masking senses without a doubt
One bullet
Ends this charade
And now you're feeling like a god enraged
You're a poor excuse for a masochist
Flaming death, nothing left
Bringer of terror
No margin of error.
No more pain,
No more sensless death
Living in shame
Eliminate your consciousness
Virgin dreams and brainwash tapes with which you dispose
sacrificing your own life to destroy those you oppose.
Tie him up and send him off to send light from his chest
Promise him eternal life but mention nothing of death
Trying to die noble men
A ____ indebt to the undead
Symbolic rites for the chosen one
Sacrifice the eldest son
No ignition
You are alive
A disgrace for terror
Within the margin of error
Fear sets in the time has come
Press the button, pull the plug
Then the time for ascension comes
The light goes off your song unsung
No ignition
You are alive
A disgrace for terror
Within the margin of error
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11. |
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