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Warfare
14:41
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Concrete buildings crumbling down
Lead tinged skies, this rotting crown
I'm burying enemies by now
Same old shit, I disallow
Going back to no one's arms
Once my war is over
Going back to no one's arms
Once my war is over
Pain on repeat - Repeating the pain
Pain on repeat - Repeating the pain
Blaming retreat - Retreating the blame
Blaming retreat - Retreating the blame
Liquid guilt mixed with morphine
Keeps my smile up for the time being
A whirlwind of death brings forth this defeat
A veteran burial into concrete
Going back to no one's arms
Once my war is over
Going back to no one's arms
Once my war is over
Trigger happy when misery breeds
A parasite biting at the hand that feeds
Extinction perspectives with methods at hand
Freedom at last - A bliss you can't withstand
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Monuments
13:36
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Arms outstretched towards a waning sun
The memory of what we once called society
A burial between concrete and broken glass
The subway stands silent, devoid of the swarm, now speechless
The ghost of consumerism floats
Revisiting the gallows of a long lost dignity
I remember the flames touching the sky
The wasteland of our values
A vast grave with a million views
Like broken dolls we lie scattered
Our dreams absorbed through the cracks of a sidewalk
Through the ashes of meaningless monuments
We’ll dance in circles
Woke slips into deep sleep, coma
Reason collides with ego-neurosis
Servants of a crooked scheme, deployed
Massive disillusion turned agitation
From the sewers to the elysian fields, backwards
Catharsis through broken links of the oppressed
Degeneration burns, lies explode
Through the falling monuments we arise
The sun has collapsed
Embrace the aeon of the weaklings
Slaves to the hive-mind
Stand up and suffer
Ghosts of our youth
Won't help the blind to see
Ghosts of our fathers
Won't save us from what's out there
Flood streams from the wayside, drown
Needle enslavement, cattle parade
Bringing down tyrants, uproar
Inner temples crumbling, dismissed
From the gutter to the golden gates, transpired
Uneven counts of murder, scorching defeat
Something to forget, deprivation weighs
Through the falling monuments we arise
Come with me
Behold the tides that darken the sun
Slaves to the grey skies
We inherit a world at the seams
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Selfish
15:46
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Gone - Breaking down, relapse
Unspoken - Illusions burned
To be a no one through dismal streets
Sleep deprivation, dreaming of good times
Awaken
To be alive is a selfish act
To be alive is a selfish act
Wrong - Wore my scars on the outside
Gold - Failure brings no wisdom
Mutating assets through futile times
Not knowing how to fix these cracks
Still broken
To be alive is a selfish act
To be alive is a selfish act
To be alive is just a selfish act
Mutating assets through futile times
To be alive is a just selfish act
Mutating assets through futile times
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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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