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FROM THE ROT IS A GIFT
04:39
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We're free to die, as our debts survive.
The fee to die is less than life.
With calloused hands, we catch the knife, then flip the knife and take a slice.
Kill the head, and the body dies....
The body dies, and in the ground...
From the rot, is blossoming...
From the rot, is a gift...
We're free to die, as our debts survive.
We'll pay it down, from cum to christ.
With calloused hands, we catch the knife, then flip the knife and take a slice.
Kill the head, and the body dies....
The body dies, and in the ground...
From the rot, is blossoming...
From the rot, is a gift...
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PIGS END
03:42
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We no longer die.
We're no longer quiet.
We no longer rest.
We no longer tire.
We no longer ask.
We no longer leave.
We no longer die.
We no longer die......not even under your knee....we're going to rid our disease.
There's always more to burn....
There's always more to burn....
There's always more to burn....
The wars you choose were yours to lose....
There's always more to burn....
There's always more to burn...
We no longer die.
We're no longer quiet.
We no longer die.....here's your riot.
We're going to rid our disease.
There's always more to burn....
There's always more to burn....
There’s always more to burn….
The wars you lose were yours to choose....
There's always more to burn....
There's always more to burn....
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UNHUNG
04:05
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Born with worth, or dead at birth....we're not starving, we're being starved.
The dead on trial.....the pig unhung...we're not starving, we're being starved.
It's hard not to drown with their feet on your head, and you're not allowed to breathe their air.
It's hard not to die with their knees on your neck.
It's hard not to die when they want you dead.
Cheat to win, with your winning skin....we're not starving, we're being starved.
The dead on trial.....the pig unhung...we're not starving, we're being starved.
It's hard not to drown with their feet on your head, and you're not allowed to breathe their air.
It's hard not to die with their knees on your neck.
It's hard not to die when they want you dead.
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LOYAL, LIKE DOGS
03:50
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Throw a kid in a cage.
Doesn't matter what their age, cuz you're just doing your job.....
You are loyal, like a dog.
Disagree with the times?
Don't grow...die.
Don't get over yourself....and don't give in from where you stand, and die loyally, and obedient....following commands, and eating out of hands.
Die loyally, and obedient, learning new commands, and eating out of hands.
Die loyally, and obedient, following commands, and eating out of hands.
Die loyally, and obedient.
Die loyally.....
Die loyally.....
Eat the shit that you're fed, pay no mind to what's in your back.
Claw your way to the top....suck it up and don't talk back.
Be a yes-man, because you're in charge when you get home...because you're livin' the dream, as you live in a dream, but never rose.
Die loyally, and obedient, following commands, and eating out of hands.
Die loyally, and obedient, learning new commands, and eating out of hands.
Die loyally, and obedient, following commands, and eating out of hands.
Die loyally, and obedient.
Die loyally.....
Die loyally.....
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DEAD CHECK
03:24
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I stay alive to watch you die, and take a shot between the eyes.
How's six feet for you?
How's six feet of cold ground?
I stay alive to watch you die.
One by one dumped at his side.
How's six feet for you?
How's six feet of cold ground sound?
Crawl back down.
I stay alive to watch you die.
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GUMS
04:32
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You're so proud, and speak so freely now.
But shit ain't free, when you're shitting teeth.
Mind full of hate?
Mouth full of teeth...love won't win.
Hey, it ain't us who come to you, so now it's you who's looking for teeth.
Hey, it ain't us who come to you, so now it's you who's shitting their teeth.
I only hear a tongue licking at the gums where there was a mouth...
What were you saying?
I only hear a tongue licking at the gums where there was a mouth.
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I LIVE, YOU DIE
02:54
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I am a man, and I'll raise my hand.
And I'll decide who's out of line.
I am a man, and I steal my land.
And I'll decide who lives, and who dies.
I am a man, I take all I can.
And I'll decide what isn't mine.
I am a man, and I'll start a klan.
And I'll decide that I live, and you die.
I am a man, and I have a plan....and I'll decide that I decide, cuz I am a man....
I am a man....
I am a man.....
I am the man...who's fucking you all, while making the calls as I drag you along.
I am a man, and I'm at it again, and I'll decide what I decide.
I am a man, and I 'understand', and I'll decide you're birthing rights.
I am a man, and I'm in demand...and I decide that I'm the guy.
I am a man, but I ain't your friend, and I'll decide who I'll divide.
I am a man, and I don't give a damn, and I'll decide if my faith is aligned.
I am a man, the problem at hand, but don't fuck with my pride, because I'm empty inside...and I'm fucking you all, while making the calls as I drag you along.
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Got your pubic hair in his mouth there.
You feel like god's son when you're getting some.
Isn't life fair when he's down there?
Roll your eyes back as you climax, and enjoy your altar boy.
Got your pubic hair in his mouth there.
It feels like god's tongue licking your junk
Isn't life fair when he's down there?
Roll your eyes back as you climax, and enjoy your altar boy.
God will understand why you're horny for kids.... they're great to violate.....god understands.....
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HYDRATE
02:36
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Birthed and brought down, and beaten like an erection.
You're all I used to fear when I needed protection.
Birthed and brought down, I'm your new contraception.
Try the fucking water and taste my reaction.....
A box of wine a night should erase me, and then some, but have another drink while you pray for a grandson.
How's the fucking water with a shot of reaction?
Try the water now, does it need my attention?
Fuck.
I see you're choking on your water, but it's only a fraction of all that I had swallowed, drowning while you were laughing.
Passed out with your bible, and a 7&7.
Turn the other cheek if it gets you to heaven.
Birthed and brought down, and beaten like an erection.
Birthed and brought down, I'm your new contraception.
Birthed and brought down, carry out our tradition, cuz nothing screams love like beatings, and drownings, and poisoning.....so hydrate.
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