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Arson
11:20
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Blank - Rebuild the tower of distrust
Contaminating unlight
Beheaded broken dollface
Blood - Our hands are stained forever
The process of demise
This vortex everlasting
Grit my teeth and put up with your shit
With your shit
I wish you're dropping dead now
Loathe ya and your kind
Standing on a thin line
Got loaded and got lead
Crawl - Resignation and despair
A broken cog
into the horror of this daily grind
Wreckage - Like scrapping junk
The will to disobey
Grit my teeth and put up with your shit
With your shit
Cough syrup whiskey murder
Arson of your corpse
White trash lifestyle
Join the jobless bums party
World is burning
Burn
Grit my teeth and put up with your shit
With your shit
Disobey and Burn
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Foul
16:44
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You never tasted sickness until it tears you apart
You know it's coming your way
to take everything you love away
Those eyes won't shine anymore
That smile won't shine anymore
That beauty won't shine anymore
How I enjoy this moment now that you're facing reality
The cries, the despair, the suffering, the loss
Destruction of a person within minutes
What's left now of your perfect existence?
Undeserved amounts of luck and good riddance
The killer in me is what you see in the mirror
Blinding shades of red everywhere
Gaze overloaded with visions of death
Like an orgasm before departing
Kicking all dignity out of daddy's little dearest
There are clots of vomit over your blue face
And it starts all over again
I feel peace, until I wake up tomorrow
What will remain of all these smiles
Longing for the days of old
Let these unwanted children come
I've got places where violence blossoms
and blood rains down all the time
I dream of times to come
I pray for the day when ya'll join me
Meet me where the foul things are
Frames of life dissected and exposed to dry
Motel room depravity, whores scratching at the door
Joys of youth shattered
These dim rooms painted grey
I dream of times to come
I pray for the day when ya'll join me
Meet me where the foul things are
You won't shine anymore
No one will shine anymore
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Mainlined
11:33
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Blood work
Live through the hard lines
It collides
Dried, sore
Waving a goodbye
Cancer of society
Living on a shoestring
Living on a shoestring, buddy
Waiting to be mainlined
Waiting to be mainlined
Mainlined
Cold - Faceless - Undeserved - Nonexistent
When the bullet leaves your mouth
and enters mine
we're dead on the spot
Waiting to be mainlined
Waiting to be mainlined
Mainlined
Blood hunt
Die through the foul lies
We collide
Fused core
Wrecking the lifestyle
Encompassing tragedy
Living on a shoestring
Living on a shoestring, buddy
Waiting to be mainlined
Waiting to be mainlined
Mainlined
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Formalist Italy
The FORMALIST unit was founded in 2014 when long-time associated individuals from the Italian heavyweights FORGOTTEN TOMB [vocals], MALASANGRE [bass & drums] and VISCERA/// [guitars] joined forces with the aim to open new gates to total sonic horrors.
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