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Cataclysm
06:18
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Everything they said was true.You'll fail no matter what you do. It feels better if you scream. Let the rage flow through your bloodstream
You're too weak. You're in pain. Cruel battles fought in vain.
Generations of bad blood. Your name has been dragged through the mud. Burdens of a broken soul. Living your life with no control.
You're too weak. You're in pain. Cruel battles fought in vain. You've never felt so small. Suffering through it all.
Broken heart, broken mind, with no end in sight. Everyone goes through this, in good time. You should have chosen death when it still had glory but there's no going back, end of story.
Your best years are behind you. Those dreams and goals won't come true. You aren't loved by anyone. Ashamed of what you've become. Scarred by your own cataclysm
You're too weak. You're in pain. Cruel battles fought in vain. You've never felt so small. Suffering through it all.
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Flesh Wound
08:34
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She crawls across the ground, she's beaten and filled with dread.
She asks herself "what does love really mean when it just wants to see you dead?"
Comply, abide, consumed by his wrath and so-called flesh wounds.
Woken, broken, and blamed for his anger and those blood stains.
Her bones are broke, her will is crushed, she lives in pain.
Her mind drifts to better times but she knows she'll never be happy again.
Comply, abide, consumed by his wrath and so-called flesh wounds.
Woken, broken, and blamed for his anger and those blood stains.
She stares at her man, a gun in her hand.
He wakes and then pleads.
His last words are "darling please don't hurt me"
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The Void
05:41
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There are ghosts in these walls. They feel nothing at all. They've seen empires fall. Nothing scares them at all. Oblivion.
Lose yourself in the void. Embrace the end of days. There will be no more pain. They won't hurt you again
This despair will prevail. Life has gone off the rails. Don't leave out the details. Never too late to fail. Oblivion
Lose yourself in the void. Embrace the end of days. There will be no more pain. They won't hurt you again
Lose yourself in the void. Embrace the end of days. There will be no more pain. They won't hurt you again
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Only Violence
07:58
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Alive and still breathing while the world's asleep.
His heart is still beating, grinning through chipped teeth.
He will go out fighting.
Death before defeat
For years he searched for this feeling.
Cracked ribs and skull fractures, trauma unrepaired.
He sleeps throughout the day, at night he's prepared.
They won't know what hit them, no one will be spared.
For years he searched for this feeling.
Only violence gives him meaning.
He counts all his scars, each one a victory. Bludgeoned by crowbars. Rage masks his misery.
Only violence gives him meaning.
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I.H.O.D.
05:20
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I am trapped without knowing what will happen to me. I'm at the mercy of this faceless, brutal regime. Waiting to hear about my fate at their corrupt hands. I only hope that I can meet their twisted demands.
Their favorite lie to tell is my pain has meaning. They have destroyed my life and forced me to thank them.
Sometimes it feels like I am being marched to my death. I guess that's just the price of paying life's endless debt. I remember when I was a child with big dreams. As a man, I see the world is built on hate and schemes.
Their favorite lie to tell is my pain has meaning. They have destroyed my life and forced me to thank them.
Depraved, deprived, no hope, no fight. They eat my pride. Feed them or die
I'm caught in the clutch of this Invisible Hand Of Doom.
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Fauna
06:01
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Cold heart, a cruel world that eats its young. Build strength. Use brute force to crush your foes.
Hunt it, wound it, heal it. Sacred. Name it, love it, kill it. Fauna.
Dead faith. Accept there is no god here. Deep State. Prepare for the coming war.
Hunt it, wound it, heal it. Sacred. Name it, love it, kill it. Fauna.
You live in your past glories, dreaming of untold riches. Compelled to destroy beauty. Destined to die alone.
Nature demands a sacrifice. She's been watching you your whole life. Nature demands a sacrifice. She's been watching you your whole life.
Hunt it, wound it, heal it. Sacred. Name it, love it, kill it. Fauna.
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Troy The Band London, UK
Troy The Band is a London-based four piece boasting a distinctive sonic identity that seamlessly weaves together elements of Stoner-doom, post rock, heavy psych, and shoegaze.
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