1. |
PULVERIZE
00:55
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We will not tolerate this injustice any more
When backed into a corner, a creature will attack
Increased ferocity, pure rage surging
Don't you dare fuck with us, you fucking piece of shit
You'll wake to see your whole world burning
We'll burn it all down
We will not tolerate this murder, this crime, this sanction
Try it this time, you'll see revolution
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2. |
Revolution!
05:12
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World revolution!
The tyrant class is feasting on our flesh, ripping it from our bones
They serve our children into the grinder, discarded skulls adorning wretched thrones
They serve the offal back to us, knowing we need to eat
But we have a hunger for what we're craving is a new, different kind of meat
World revolution!
You are a blight upon humanity
Reveling in the depravity
For too long you saw no end in sight
Not once did you ever believe you'd see our might
The time has come to assert our strength and defend our dignity
You cannot threaten to take what's taken, your world is built on poverty
Like squeezing blood out of a stone
They suck the life out of our earth
Hoping we watch in apathy
This monetized atrocity must end!
One life, one chance
One way to end this dance
With death, with pain
In the grave, we're the same
You are a blight upon humanity
Reveling in the depravity
World revolution!
I won't kneel for execution
World revolution!
One chance to save ourselves
We are not free until we see justice
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3. |
Fetishized Extermination
03:23
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They'll hunt us forever, until our surrender
Bullets shredding through opposition
Dictators paid to occupy nations
Innovating wartime cruelty
To indulge in the sadistic urge
There's so much money they can spare
To further prolong this war
With people on the streets starving
Derelict societal waste
So futile...
They engage protests with full force, no quarter
No press to document this crime
You can't stop the tide from washing away
The stain of your evil from poisoned shores
And when the waters recede, what will there be left behind?
What fate awaits mankind?
They'll hunt us forever, until our surrender
You can't stop the tide from washing away
The stain of your evil from poisoned shores
And when the waters recede, what will there be left behind?
What fate awaits mankind?
Death, death and misery... forever
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4. |
Rapture
14:11
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Purging the Earth of its creatures
Carpets of flame
Sadists enacting extinction
Mercy is weakness
Thriving within the bloodshed
Profits to gain
Deliver to the extremists
It's time, rapture awaits
Extinction
Malice is used as a weapon
Crusade of hate
Resources there for the taking
Mercy is weakness
Power belongs to the masters
Hands of the few
They are awaited in heaven
It's time, rapture awaits
We are not pawns in this game of conquest
We will not let you corrupt our bodies and minds
When there's nothing to gain from empathetic mindsets
A system will favour our own destruction
What better ally exists to evangelists of scorn,
but unfeeling machine burdened not by the desire for life?
We are not pawns
We are not pawns in this game of conquest
We will not let you corrupt our bodies and minds
Fly with me, transcend the flesh
Obliterate the enemy
Rapture awaits, rapture awaits us all
A world obsessed with violence is doomed to bring its own end
Machines we build learn from our desire to see each other die
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5. |
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War is here!
Are we a plague upon this world?
Do we deserve this suffering?
This inferno is our design
Are any of us without sin?
Fuck you and all that you stand for
Your lust for pain and misery
Will target all the others first
You might even be spared
I suspect that this is your goal
To rid the world of those you despise
Outsourcing armageddon to
Those you will sacrifice
Are we a plague that corrupts all things, without purpose?
No! We can build a better world
It's the only way we'll survive
We've seen this all before
Humans deserve their fate
We are a plague, we need to die,
We are the ones that pollute this world!
Together as angels, this fire will unify
Nuclear empyrean, swirling in a blazing sky
Are we a plague that corrupts all things, without purpose?
Are we a plague that corrupts all things, without purpose?
Or do we indulge these urges to ignore the plight of the helpless?
Our chance is now to save our species, why do we hesitate?
This inferno is our design
Are any of us without sin?
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6. |
Heaven's Fire
10:07
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It's been determined that we are all expendable
What use are we to the pursuit of the profit share?
Our needs, our desires, they are all unattainable
Finance entrusted to machines that can never care
We are not needed
in this world anymore
This pain, all this genocide, "it's not ideological"
Just the result of "unbiased data sampling"
What use is humanity to this "optimal model"?
There is no reason for us to continue living
We are not needed
in this world anymore
The fire doesn't discriminate
We will die with hatred in our hearts
Just as we lived
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7. |
Nuclear Empyrean
05:25
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A̷̢̠̔̈́͛͊͛͐̈́͛͌̚e̴̡͙̭̻̣͓̳̟̻͌̉͛͑̚r̷̛̦̞̄̑̔́̈e̷̡͔̰̘̻͙̼̙̹̫̖͂͑̉̿͂̌͆̾͛̕͝͝͠ͅh̸̘͕͘g̷͚͙̟̫͌͘h̸̡͚̭̝̳̬̤̩̱̎͋̓̔͒̆͋́͌͋̓̚͝ḩ̴̪͎̣̺͚̮͖͚̼͕̋͊́̃̀̉͑̚͠͝g̵̥̖̔͌̉̉̀͐̋̾̋̏́̏̂̉͘e̶͓̭̯̦̩͕̳̎͘͜h̵̢͙̭̼͙͇̒̿̓͂̽͋͛͑̈́̿̉̈́̍̕͘g̷̨̛͉̙̮̳͓̝̯̪̼̠̞̠͍͑͗̋̔̄̽͛̕̕̕h̷̨̥̱̗̻̬̯̣̭̮̙̽̓̇h̸̡̨̟͓͕̬̞̻̟̫̙̆h̴̻̯̤̭̫̺͉̪͌̏̄͌̋̿̕̕ͅḩ̶̛̮͍̭̳̞͂̅̅́̏̈́̊̓́̑̅͊͝h̴̨̧̖̟̖̰̲̜͕̣̟̮͔̭̓̽̉̔̾̾́̓̽̽͐̕͘͝ͅh̴̹͊h̵̛̯͚̱̳̄͗̂̔̾̄͊̿͗̒̑̓̌g̷̛̩̤͕͓̟̹̼̙̊̒̑͆̈ḣ̵̜̩̖͚̠́̈́̉̇h̵͓͈̤̯̠͕͖̥͛͐̏̏̾̄̔́͊͂̊͂̎͠ḧ̵̭͕̱͚̗͎̮̝́̿̀͑ͅ
̴̨̨̛̼̣̩̩̹̭̱̘̏͋̍͊̌͜͜͠ş̶̡̭̫͔̫̜͉̦̫͍̯̏̊̈̀̓̓̌̇̉̉̑͐͠͝͠ͅę̸̝̯̣̩̥͍̓̒́̿̌̑̏̐͂̿͊̚͝͝a̸͖̬̗̤̦͎͓̱̗̦͌̏̃̾̏̍̄͗̈̋͘͘ȟ̶̪͔̻͚̟̱̬͉͕͍̪̱̙͈̠͆̀̾͋͗͝ȓ̷̢̲̺͉̦̳̻̮͈̼̇̋́̕͘͝ḩ̵̨͈̍͆̄̌̈̈́̒̂̃̀̍̉̓͝g̶̨͎͖̪̯͇̦͙͊̈́̆̈̉̈͋͂̀̚͜͝͠a̸̢̩̳̩̮̦̖̹̻̱̎̈́̅́̓͛͗̎̃̆͊̓͑͑͝ͅj̴̡̟̮̟̭͔̃̄̋̈́͝ē̴͓͈̙̂́̌̿̓͘͘͝͝k̷̨̯͔̮̫̯̔̈́͛̿̿̓́́͗̍͌̍̚͜͝͝j̸̱̄̈́̀̊̉̈́e̵͔̦̿͛a̷̳̲͎̼̦̥͒̇͊̉́͌̌́̇̇̓͐h̸̲͛͆̇̉͐͘ṛ̴̡̖̪̗̼̺͙̫̱̙͍̽̇͊̂͐̔́̕ḱ̷͍͍̟̝̠̇͌͋̅̃̃̿̐̇̈́̓j̶̳͍̝͔̠̞̀̿̾ͅh̶̨̫͔͓̣̟͈̖͇̥̥̗̓̋̉̑i̶̡̡̻̟̰̤͚̟͈̦͑i̵̡͎̰̝̩̮̣̖͔͋͒̔́̒͑͗̚͠ḯ̴͖̥̠̹̠̺̘̘̪̦͙̩̓̐̂̾̓̏̐̕͝͝͝f̸̡̜̙̺̮̅̒̇̈̿ͅj̴͈̻̼͙̤͙͙̙̩̼̬͎͈͂̓̂̈́͒̓͐̉͆͊̃̓̕̕͜ͅa̵̢̡̢̡̜̙̹̹̗͔̎͌̆͘ͅj̷̧̢̧͔͓̩̤̟̪̩̤̝͂͂̅̐̒̃̌̽̃̿͒͌͝ḋ̴̡̰̖͊̓́́̌͒̃̄͘̕͠ŗ̷̡̛͓̗̱̻̝̯̘̩̪͍̹̱͓̍̃̓̽́g̶̨̺̹̥̠̮̬͇̤͚̍́̔̄͆̎̆̐͌̆͛͘g̷̟͈̱̾ͅͅg̶̡͕̰͙̝͓͎͉̬̈͋́̾̉͋̅̌̌̏́̓d̸͚̲͙̞̟̜͚̦̰̖͎̀̑̓̊͆͐̉̊͝͝g̸̝̲͚̋͌͐̀̓̕ͅg̶̥̣̋
̷̲̫̠̦͊̈́͑̀́̏͘̕ž̸̨̫͍̹͈͕̪͋̐̀͋͜͜͝ẹ̵̒s̶̛̺͎̝͐̈́̀̄͛́͗̔̎̚ẽ̵̡̞̱̞̟̠͙̦͕̘͕̮̥̆̄̈͂̐̄̑̍̆̋̚͘̚z̸̡̛̩͎͚͈̆̄́̑͗̓̃͒̕͜͝͝ȩ̷͕̰͓̅̒͑͜é̵̢͚̖̲̘̙͈̹̹̗̼̀̏͊̓̆̀̚̕̚ͅȃ̴̧̩̟͔̹͖͈̱̒̂́̄̓̊͑̂̀̃̐͗͘r̶̨͕̟͙͙̝̖̝͍͉̳̙̹̲͌̃̈́̇͊ͅa̵̢̱̯̘͔͖͍͕̼͔͕̞̜̙͇̒͒̄̈́r̶̘̺̪̟̀͐̃̀̃̑̔̾̀͑̅͝͝͝r̸̨͉͔̱̺̘̻̫̗̫̮̮̤͔̬̓̐́̾̉͆̓̌̈̋́͋̌́͘ä̴̛̩͍́̌͐͌̇̂͠h̷̛̖́̎̉̃̔̽̿̊͘g̷̢̠̠̳͕͚̝̗̬̠̖̣̝̮͘ͅå̵̘̦̱̰͇̱̮͂̇̏́̽͊̋̉̏̊̂͝l̷̛̥̔́̏͑͗͌͋̚ḁ̴͔̳̗͆̀̏̋̆͋h̶̡̨̢̨̨͔̱̙͙͈̳̩̻̣̮͌ḡ̶̡̡̨̛̟̤̙͓̥̮̭̀̈́͗͌͋̀̊͌̈̋̊h̶̜̻͍̾̔̋̔͛͐̍͐̄a̶̮̅͒̋̄̇̈̈̃̓̐͜͝h̵̡̡̠͓̺̝̮̥͓̥̯̣̬̉̊ͅg̸̢͇̼͚͈͓̲̩̬̥̠̠̤̟͗̀̊͐l̴̹͇͚̪̙͇̖̩̊̓̓̔̄̓͘͠ḽ̸̛̲̺͔̺̈́̽̊̑͠l̶̡̻̝̫͈͇̦͕̳͋̓
̴̨̧̡̛̺͚̤̃̌͊̀̿̉͆͊͗I̴̟̻̤̗̠̣͔͋̈́̏̓͗̽̎͊͒̊̓͜T̸̤͓̭͈̙͔͈͔̫̠̜̦̪̺̘̒̇̄̃͊̈́͂̈́'̷̧̨̫̞̲͔͍͓̯̘͚̳̎͂́̑͠S̵̼͉͍̖̝͔̼̆̄͜ͅ ̵̧̢̯̗͂̑N̸̨͎̭̖̪̫̗̞͌̽̑͋̒̌͗̇̎̎͝Ő̷̢̙̬͙̩͙͎͙̠̃͛̉̋̌͌͒͒̎T̷̨̛̻͙͇̳̤̫͚̞̤͇̃͆̂͗̎̓͝ ̶̨̯̘̝̲̩̜̬̯̩͉̜̓͂͛̄͗̋̽̚M̴̨̢̛̹̹̬͔̣͖̜̙̜̩͋̅̊͗̓̆͐͑͊͐̕͠Ý̵͙̅̎̐̽͛̓̒́̆͐͘͘͠͠ ̷̠̤̥̲̍̌̃̇̓̆̓͐̚̚̕T̸̺͔͓̰̀͗I̶͖̘̱̖̪͔͇̮̱͈̬̗̍̊̚͘M̵͎̺̅̿͌͊́E̵̛̖̳̦̽̇̍͐͆̿̌̚͝
̵͌͆͋͗̔̐ͅs̸̨̨͖̺̘̬̳͑̎̓͂͝ͅȧ̷̢̖͎͊̄̉̌̐̌͒͂̌͐̚̚̕͝ͅâ̸͙̟̽̃̒͊v̸̧̪̭͎̱̯̻̥͗͒e̵̠͆͋e̴̦͍̗̫̅̿̐̈͂̌̽̀̿̒̔̚̚y̵͈̟͔͓͚̳̰͙̏e̷̝̤̪̟̩͘͠à̴͈͔̦͔̥͆͗̔̐̇̑̓̈́͆̚͝o̷͎̽̅̊̌̓̀̊͗͑͑̕͘͝r̶̝̟̱̠̪͔̫̫͕̣̭͕͕͕͋̅̿̈̀̀̆́͗̀̒̌ö̵̟̠̱́̊̓̒͂̆̐̃̈́̿̌͌͌͘͝r̷̨͔͎̠̺̅́̿̍̈́̍̒̑͐͜͝͝a̶͓̘͑̇̿̈̉͂͂̓̉̓̌̉͆͝ư̶̛̱̲̏͌̆̈́̓̂̒̌̓̈́̓̅͝e̸̙̐́̇̈͂̇̇͘a̵̧̢̬̹̩͙̥̲̞̻̋̀̑̄̐̌̉r̴̨͕̫̤̘͎̯̞͈̻͌͂̊̔̋͝ģ̶̨̡͔͍̞̭͉͉͈̯̲̂̈͂̑͐̿̐͑̐̇̕̕h̶̢̧̥͈̖̹̫̙̜̝͉̟͓́̑́̽͝͝͠͝ĥ̴̳͕̿͗͒̃̉̐̾͝ŕ̸̨͖̦̤̹̣̮͂͂́̽́͜͝͝r̷̡͉̻̩͔̻͓̤̮̝͕̥̺̞͐́r̶̼̠͎͖̊̊̒̈̆̚̚ŗ̷͎̭͉͚̖͇̞͖̃̔̓̈́̊̉̈́́͊͗̅͂̕͘͜͝ͅr̵̢̡̛͚̝̥͎̠̟̙̹̜͉͉͔̃͒̀̏͒͒́̅͂͊̀̍̏͜͝
̴̛͔͓̳̼̓̂̾̀̿̃̓͌̓̽͗̐̕͜ȩ̴͕̔̄̈́͒̍͆̀̎̽̏͝a̴͙̼̫̲̱͓͒̌͐̓̒y̴̭͒̽͒̔̄͊r̸̢͖͇̝̭̤͕͍̻̥͋̈́̓̇͌͝a̵̡͚̼̙̞̝̓͐̔͆͂̌̚͘͘u̷̙̤̰̳̺̼̭̰̐̎̊̊͂̈́̽͊̇̅̄̅͛͘r̷̨̫͎̹͍͓̰̝͉̼͊̑i̷͚͍͓͓̩̐͋̉̾͌à̸̞̮͖̘̠̫̅́͆̀̄̓̇̓̋̏́̈́̈́̚g̷̤̦̗̥̪̫͍̺̯͙̠̙͎͂̊͋̈́̈͑̉͜͠͝ͅj̷͔͎̼͕̞͕͉̬̯̰̤̥̃̍̃̂̕͠͝ą̵̡̤̼̰̥̼̪̃̈́́̓̓̌͛̅̌̽̊͘͝͝ͅŗ̴̛͖̝͇̳̫̮̥͖͉̻̗̦̜̓̅̊͗͆̽̄̓̔̈͒͗̃a̵̡̼̥͓̜͔͔̤͓̗̽ṙ̵̛̤̟͈͎͕̩̞̫̻̥̜̈́̆̔̃͐̇̓͂̅͜͝͝ͅh̴̗̝̣̰͎̣̺̟͕̹̣̤͋̀̀̂̊͝r̶̡̡̛̞̣̙̭͙̖̤̞͎̺̜̥̰͐̏͑͑̈́͒̆͋̈́̇̉̕͠ǵ̴͇̭͉͆̊̇̄̈́͘͜͠h̶̡̪̦̱̝̤̓̀̌͛̂͝j̷̬̯̞͕̝̍̐̉̉̑̅̈́̅́́̚̚j̷̨͈̮̙̱̠̘͈̤̗̭̍̂͛̂́̎̓͆̕ͅr̷̖̤̃ġ̵̡̨̛̗̝͈͓̱̠̲̬̣̈́͑̌̄͋͂̀͑̿͘j̸̡̨̡̠̪̙͉͖̖̿́̿͛̆͛͠͠ḧ̸̞̝͉͚̻͓̰̙͉̪̦́̒͆̎͝j̸̙͓̩̣͍̫̙̱̬̳̒h̸̡̩̪͇̲̥̘̟̙͈͆̒̃́h̷͇̦̳͂̒̓̿̃̇̈́̔̀͆̀̈́̋͘
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8. |
The Infernal Dawn
10:00
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Our reckless nature led us here
A species all-consumed by fear
We could not trust ourselves to rule
More satisfied being a tool
For despots, billionaires and swine
Who will not answer for their crimes
Not now, within this barren waste
A rotten tomb where we're encased
The sun still shines but it brings no warmth
When the fire dies...
And if we had another chance
Would we still watch, within a trance
As we destroy ourselves again?
Wanting a change, but don't know when
When to give up our luxury
Everything, a commodity
We all scream inside as we
Succumb to ideology
The rain melts our skin, the regret burns our souls
The sun still shines but it brings no warmth
When the fire dies so will we
Commiserations for the dead, who rest here among us
No way to justify their pain, though rest assured there will be attempts
At our own funeral we mourn, within this storm of dust
Our epilogue to history, will be one full of fear and darkness
The misery echoed through the ages
Their cries resonating forever
So finally we'll be free of anguish
And so it is, our last surrender
End times, we are doomed to suffering
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