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Inbred master race
White hoods, white hate
Cowards in your safe space
Show your face
Show your face
Cowardly master race
White hoods, weak pride
Cowards in your safe fucking space
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It’s us against them
Lit by the sixth sun
Warm, we self immolate
Freed beasts, we’ve shed our skins
We bite the hands
We eat the hearts
Lit by the sixth sun
Warm, we self immolate
Freed beasts, we’ve shed our skins
We bite the hands
We eat the hearts
Our blood moved the world
It’s us against them
Our sun will rise
Your sun has set
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NOTHING
00:43
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Kids these day, too PC, too sensitive
Too fucking weak
Queers, wetbacks, freaks, & thugs offended by everything
Now we’re here, speaking out
That’s how it’s always been
You’ll be like me, you’ll see one day
You bitter old men forgot one fucking thing
We’re nothing like you
We’re nothing like you
We’re nothing like you
We’ll never be like you
Say that joke one more time to my fucking face
Call me that name one more time, we’ll put you in your place
These queers, wetbacks, freaks, & thugs are here to stay
So sit the fuck back
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DRAWN LINES
00:59
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FOOL
01:12
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The loudest voice with nothing to say
A bloated ego in your fat fucking head
No sincerity, everyone is just a means to an end
Social lamprey, you take our work and claim it as your own
Your words don’t mean shit
Obsessed, obsessed, obsessive
We don’t need you
Social climbing imposter
You’ll come and go, we’ve seen the likes of you
This ain’t a costume you can slip in and out of, we don’t need you
Shut your fucking mouth
Shut your fucking mouth
You’re such a fucking joke
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BIG MAN
00:41
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Can’t afford to live, can’t afford to die
Day by day, you’re pushed around by a big man with a gun in his hand
When will you take a stand?
Can’t afford to live, can’t afford to die
Day by day, we’re pushed around
Can’t afford to live, can’t afford to die
Day by day, we’re pushed around by a big man with a gun in his hand
When will you take a stand?
I won’t take it, I want more
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Stones, knives, guns
Stones, knives, guns
Stones, knives, guns
Can you keep up?
Fighting for more power, money, weapons
Fighting for more land, control, possessions
Can’t compete
Can’t compete
We can’t compete
Can’t compete
In this never ending arms race
Stones, knives, guns
Stones, knives, guns
Stones, knives, guns
Can’t keep up
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Hate how we sound
You rage to rip my tongue
I’ll grasp on tighter, I’ll break your teeth
You try to tell me how I should speak
Bit by bit we take it back
Bit by bit you lose your grasp
No surrender, no peace
I dare you to try and take it from me
No surrender, no peace
Try and take it
Try and take it
Try and take it
Try and take it from me
No surrender, no peace
No surrender, no peace
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LEGACY
00:42
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One and the same
One and the same
Same bullshit, same lies
Smug old men laugh behind our backs
You take and you take, every hour, every dollar, to keep your wealthy fat
The pressure
The weight
The blame
It builds and it builds til we fucking snap
Same bullshit, same lies
Same bullshit, same lies
Lead us like a flock?
When you should be led to slaughter
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The sign of the cross lays upon the hilt of the sword
Their word was the
Their word was the knife
They crave gold like hungry swine
Assasinos in the name of god
Prophets of hate
His holy word scrawled in blood
By divine right
You’ve conquered this land
From his mouth to the book
Damnation by his hand
Blessed fucking be the wretched and the weak
Praised fucking be his righteous conquest to rape this land
Hallowed be thine name
Blood suckers in the name of christ
Kingdom of salvation?
They sent the shadow of fucking death
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BOTTOM FEEDER
01:16
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Called a truce after you’ve lost your ground
Your whole self-worth built on keeping me down
Sick of all these scars from the years you’ve cut me at the knees
Bottom-feeding soul-sucking fucking misery
Make amends, after you’ve lost your ground
All that self-worth, built on putting me down
All these scars from the years you cut me at the knees
Never-ending, soul-sucking god damn misery
I try,
I strive,
I thrive
No one’s here to take your shit, now you’re all alone
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Piensas que somos tus jugétes
Piensas que a nadie le importa
Crees que puedes alejarte cuando me matas
Crees que olvidamos tus puta madre pecados
Peinsas que somos débiles
Sin cara,
Sin nombre,
Sin voz,
Sin sin vida
Tu se crees muy chingones
Bueno me reiré y tu lloras por tu pinche vida
Me reiré cuando te disparo
Mi venganza
Mi venganza
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LEECH III
01:10
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You’re the enemy
You’re the enemy
You’re the enemy
You pulled the rug from under our feet
I won’t forget who put us on the street
Robbed of stability, stripped of security
Fleeced by your greed, profiteering off the misery
You’re the enemy
You’re the enemy
You’re the enemy
You pulled the rug from under our feet
I won’t forget who put us on the street
Robbed of stability, stripped of security
Fleeced by your greed, profiteering off the misery
I won’t forget
I won’t forget who put us on the street
I won’t forget being pulled from my feet
I won’t forget being robbed of stability
I won’t forget you’re the enemy
I won’t forget you’re the enemy
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THIS IS THE BLACKOUT
02:45
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All that power
All that greed
Everything at your fingertips
Too blind to see
Soulless pale monsters
Strip mined our futures
Our only birthright to suffocate, starve and die
In their quests to be gods
They forgot gods don’t bleed and die
This is your blackout, the fifth sunset
Your death is our paradise
Rip the scales from your hands
Snap your swords in two
Snatch the crowns from your heads
Drag you off the pale horse
Your death is our paradise
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