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Fueled by Meth
Compelled to death
So fuckin high
ready to die
3 weeks straight of smoking glass
tying rebar huffing gas
finished pouring concrete in
now the fuckin war begins
single man panzer crew
mounted mg 42
driving down to city hall
cops aint gonna save your balls
speed demon high
ready to die
fuck ideology
omnicide machine
so fuckin high
ready to die
can you say the same
wars not a game
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2. |
Salted Wounds
01:57
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Wild cro-magnon
yoked and shackled
salt the wound
grind the teeth
pull the claws
clean the beast
salted wounds
do not soil
salted wounds
dry and crack
tamed cro-magnon
lame and weak
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3. |
Rats in Prison
01:51
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joyride's
over
jail
rats in
a prison
cell
rations
just in
case
inmates start coughing
and choking and dying
blood in their eyes
they're screaming and crying
warden starts coughing
and choking and dying
where the key dont let me die
walking dude
comes to you
your salvation
satan
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FUCK YOU I WONT PAY
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FTW/KYF
00:04
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FUCK THE WORLD
KILL YOUR FRIENDS
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WHO'S GOT THE CRACK
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Gäelïthäïzäöür
00:26
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Gathazaur
Iron hoof
Stomp
your enemies
to death
swift across the plains
with your hakapik in hand
bringer of apocalypse
all crumbles to sand
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8. |
Problem Addict
00:14
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problem addict
problematic
problem addict
problematic
sadomasochistic
schadenfreude
i encourage you to laugh
while we all fuckin die
problem addict
problematic
problem addict
problematic
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9. |
Tar Pit
00:53
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agonizing crawl
mired in sludge
crushed
clogged
seeping
sink
choke
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hunger to crush
bloodlust in the eyes
bludgeoned foe
bulging eyes
piecing blow
dragged across ice
caved in skull
gushing blood
black to red
crushing black again
bludgeoning
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im gonna fight em all
seven squad cars cant hold me back
im gonna rip em off
i'll break these handcuffs and attack
i've been talking to myself all the time
i'm tweaking out
your system burning in my mind
im gonna put it out
these letters tattooed on my skin
they say ACAB
i'm sick of hearing about it
all you bastards are spawned in hell
everyone knows about it
from the yuppies to punks of fattal
if i catch you tryna lock up my friends
im cut you up
lets just want that taser does
im on angel dust
this hakapik in my hand
tells me to crush your skull
the voices inside my head
screaming kill them all
these letters tattooed on my skin
they say ACAB
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Hakapik Montreal, Québec
Hakapik is a brutal instrument used to crush a skull and drag away the carcass.
It can be created with two simple pieces; a heavy wooden club, and a large nail.
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