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Maximum Security
04:14
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Maximum Security Holds Minimal Force
freedom take birth the onslaught begins the masquerades demolished murdered on the floor the gates slam shut the lights flicker dim remorse scribbles nonsense the stories unfold he heard the screams and sees the cries excitement fill his thoughts for a split second forgetting exactly who he is tasting their blood bitter warm alive and struggling to survive living for a glimpse of death all he wanted was a kiss roots the root of it all she gazed into his glossed and glamorize his rough and real perversion he touches numb longing to destroy fiending for a chance to kill alive gentle silence builds into a piercing distraction
hard core soft core tight-lipped lies open your mouth you've marked your territory you've taken your bite let me go let it show glamour love glamour love I tried to take it all back now you've taken my life
a plastic world made of heavy walls and steel a chance to break the habit within the handcuffs of the system violent paranoia takes breath a world only for the violent only for the paranoid beaten with the truth to jaded to listen manipulation isn't an option simply way of life sincere conversion is impossible no one changes pay your dues and make more debts live the life and come back again through inconsistent decisions and off key ranges find the truth within yourself isolate the institution, a bias has been developed you won't break the mold the same lies that fed you homicide are the same lines that you walk my freedom grows in truth truth in dying to your world
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More
03:56
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More
conscious efforts in denial strive to make it all okay reaching into thin air finding smiles for the day choking suppression expectations held back speak freely through your eyes living to grow stagnant shadows make you stay trying to find sunshine in everyday light the world spins around about as fast your ideas dizzy eyes bloodshot tears happy runaway the broken finger that accused my grasp of reality misses my face
I want more I need more I need to hear addictions fist knocking at my door screams of burning hurt shrieking for love all I get is doorbells timid knocks and sunshine strums all you ever wanted or just what you could have did lovely words really touch your heart or are you living through the stab wrapped hands around your neck teardrops around your name image is all and your tears coal to scorching flames seen passion fell love denial accepts even the most homicidal rage take what you got it's all you'll ever have a dead body is still a body for what more could you ask place your hand on the wound does the blood still pump never mind it wouldn't matter faithful ones are the only capable of bring forth life love
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Fake
02:46
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Fake
up against the wall and living on the streets society walks by and at a glimpse they want to scream when all he needs and all that's wanted is a piercing hello to befriend an unfriendly sand his hearts wooden mold if someone took a look to a second chance to see a starving soul a heart that's had enough go
dying faker choke on your tears of remorse dying faker as if the world meant that much and so much more
got it all together nothing can knock her down we've never seen her smile it's only natural for her to frown different bed to every night different partner to every wake figure she likes it slow, consider regrets of her mistakes locked inside a box painfully she swallows down the key no one gets inside to see her very being life is a dream rhetorical remorse rhetorical remorse, rhetorical remorse
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Night Fall
05:40
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Night Fall
creeping from the sunlight stripped from liberation still preserved in our uniqueness still breathing our creation unlike any other closed mentalities fights and struggles to awaken dead realities calloused hands bruised back broken chains the people are in need no longer will we heed no longer will we cry the rebels come together fists flying in the air screaming revolutionize
born in the day adopted to the night we are the children abandoned born to fight corrupted our standards and enslaved our souls sold us out to your religion for our salvation we pay your tolls held in bondages for long enough abiding in situations any others would clearly see as rough tears of joy marked with pain mocking disposition put yourself in my shoes stand in my position hear my desperation growing stronger day by day taking my stand no longer standing your way no longer will we smile at the crack of shown ferocity your torture and pain have built up walls of animosity
ignorance humbled our feeble minds to your righteous arrogance resulting in hypocrisy yo words appeared irrelevant cause you said you cared and beat us for your pleasure it was assumed assumption that we failed to live up to your measure but now we're fed up with your boastful antics in which we feel forced to serve a higher being you call frantic you can hide it for a while but soon our hearts cry to end this injustice and to end these lies which you call reminiscence yet we clearly see as an idolatry you left it all behind to fulfill your simple ecstasies
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Regrets of the Damned
04:58
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Regrets of the Damned
these are regrets of the damned
everything around me falls and I pretend to stand the world surrounds me crying these are regrets of the damned
consequential realities seep through the clouds and shine a new day Irreproachable facts prove masked conformities, individuals float astray the wind blows the rain falls dishearten vicious stinging drops fathomley shake I'm painted red the guilt sets maroon dried fascism is carried away in flakes
black Ice paths draw out my journey visually dis-fathomed plots of the weak and the weary the sky's painted orange mirror reflects of my mind, purple speed, stagnant red present state this time giving out pulling in ice blue eyes call my slumber the tide of lust grows strong my heart is drowning still love remains from pulling me under
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Violent Rebellion
04:24
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Violent Rebellion
It comes to this again I'm all surrounded by a crowd searching for someone else's falling demise hold still to your inhibitions clench your fist and bite your lip cause it's going down tonight violent rebellion the disappointment mockery and self frustrations strike joy in the hearts of all my enemies crack a smile, lie a tear leak a sigh wipe the blood from your eyes sit and take what the next second brings we live to fight we die to win and see another day
your Identity loathes to set a standard of acceptance in the heart of what breathes its reality hold still to your breath and your life we've been sent to set strait these lies and destroy your modern ecstasy now its time take your knife raise your fist abandon your life stand around the circle or dance in the middle the onlooker will be torn down work it out with fear and trembling
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