1. |
Mirrored Hate
00:47
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1. Mirrored Hate
I don't want to bite your head off
You need that to think
I need you to think
But the hate in your heartnmakes me wanna bash in your brains
Boneheads need breaking
Salt the soil of your homeland so nothing like you grows again
Don't wanna bite your head off
You need that to think
I need you to think
But the thoughts in your head make me wanna rip out your heart
Boneheads need breaking
Salt the soil of your homeland so nothing like you grows again
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2. |
Death As A Treat
01:42
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2. Death as a Treat
The alarm is ringing
But I always stay asleep
Because sleep is the cousin of death
A less painful waiting room
I've seen enough
Can we have - a little death as a treat?
I've fucking had it here
I've thrown up horns
I've thrown up bile
and the vile contents of a vile being
The corner we've backed ourselves into
Is filling with shit
The alarm is ringing
But I always stay asleep
Because sleep is the cousin of death
A less painful waiting room
I've seen enough
Can we have - a little death as a treat?
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3. |
In Over Our Heads
02:10
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3. In Over Our Heads
Streets, clear of the living
Bodies piled high
Clouds disappear
Rains subside
But the flood still drowns
I - have a crush
On the wave coming to crush us all
No one's innocent here
From birth we all make sure
We all buy in
Seeing the world burning
I say it with smoke on my breath
"Me fucking, too"
We're in over our heads
We're in over our heads
Streets, clear of the living
Bodies piled high
Clouds disappear
Rains subside
But the flood still drowns
I - have a crush
On the wave coming to crush us all
No one's innocent here
We're in over our heads
We're in over our heads
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4. Tired Phrases (Saying It All Along)
I've been saying it all along
When I should've been screaming
Screaming in fucking faces
I've had it
With this inaction
We treated our home like a grave
Not the garden it can be
Flush salvation down the shitter
To sanitation stations
I've been saying it all along,
When I should've been screaming
Screaming in your fucking faces
What's left to see?
What's left to show?
What's left to hear?
What's left to say?
I've been saying it all along
When I should've been screaming
Screaming in fucking faces
I've had it
With this inaction
We treated our home like a grave
Not the garden it can be
Flush salvation down the shitter
To sanitation stations
I've been saying it all along,
When I should've been screaming
Screaming in your fucking faces
What's left to see?
What's left to show?
What's left to hear?
What's left to say?
I've been saying it all along
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5. |
Fuck What Made You
01:58
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5. Fuck What Made You
Fuck those pigs
This wasn't war
But fuckers it will be
It's not your job
To intimidate, or persecute
It's to do one thing,
Protect our citizens
Not to execute
If you need blood to spill you have plenty of your own
Fuck what made you
Fuck what made you
Fuck you for staying the same
The whole world is watching
A video of our darkest secrets
Fuck Those Pigs
this wasn't war
But fuckers it will be
It's not your job to intimidate or persecute
It's to do one thing
Protect our citizens
Not to execute
If you need blood to spill you have plenty of your own
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6. |
Monsters Worth Killing
02:18
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6. Monsters Worth Killing
Grind up the weak to keep us strong
Created a monster worth killing
Parasitic hordes, overwhelming nature
Old ways - forgotten
Burned in fires, like witch trials
I'm here to remind you of...
I'm here to remind you
of the cruelty of our kind
all of this is unnecessary
Salt for wounds - not for food
As long as there's air here
I will use it to fill my lungs
To call us out
Grind up the weak to keep us strong
Created a monster worth killing
Parasitic hordes, overwhelming nature
Old ways - forgotten
Burned in fires, like witch trials
I'm here to remind you
Of the cruelty of our kind
all of this is unnecessary
Salt for wounds - not for food
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7. |
Faith In The Bankrupt
02:03
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7. Faith in the Bankrupt
How could you love such a cruel god?
How could you worship such a cruel god?
You worship at a broken altar
Each disservice a black mass
In my negative youth I still had hope
Now it's so heartbreaking to be right
I'd rather be grim than correct
When it comes to this
Tired of crying for this Earth
Like it's an innocent bystander
The party is over
No more joyous sounds
All that's left over - all that's left here
Are empties and roaches
Is emptiness and rats
I can't listen to empty words
I can't push empty pens
A steady diet of nothing
So we smile when we're finally fed shit
Our faith in a piece of paper
Locked in a tomb
Decreasing in worth
We rot with it
We rot with it
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RAZED Providence, Rhode Island
PAT M - GUITAR
PAT S - DRUMS
JEFF B - BASS
BRENDAN M - VOX
email -
razedx401@gmail.com
recorded by Rob Icaza
demo tape out soon on Enemy of the Goat records
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