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Resign To Complacency
03:35
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We devour the lies
Honey sweetened deceit
With bellies full on false hope
We resign to complacency
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Ground To Ash
06:53
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Our bones ground to ash
Our corpse erects their towers
Building their self tribute
A new world for the few
Poaching their broken hands
Release the grip
Fall in line
Trickle down sadism
Distrust is the spice of state
Ground to ash
We are their promises of dignity
They've become gods while we slept
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Trailed By Wolves
14:12
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Fools have no place in a philosopher's trade
Bleeding his kill in the bed that he has made
A glassy eyed script fed to the starving pack
While they pick the bones he slips away
Man is wolf to man time and time again
Digesting ourselves into extinction
Insist on bruised flesh of old wounds you've sewn shut
Laying claim to the soil that turns to stone
Here she is buried but no one dares sing her song
Nothing grows here beyond the seed of his ghost
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Storm of Demiurge
09:54
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The breath of modern gods
Gusting and Invasive
Shaking the foundation of the gates erected for this kind of siege
The city reduced to nothing but the stone from which it was forged
The pressing wind It speaks
It whispers over old law and rewritten its own
Our will impugned Imprisoned and replaced
We’re told that we know or falter to brimstone
We can’t know
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1/13/12
02:42
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This was the first day I truly understood the meaning of loss
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6. |
The Last King
09:53
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Cut out his silver tongue
Deflowered virgin ears
Take an axe to his throne
Reduced to splinters
Inhale the dust of a burning world
Inhale true damnation
We are the doomed
We are the free
Singing hallelujah the king is dead
Embrace filth and refuse
Bear the fruits of seeds we've sewn
Thy will be done
Progress or failure
Its our own
He's come for our silence and two bended knees
Bowing heads and broken hands blind to the tree
All hail the light
Cut out his silver tongue
Deflowered virgin ears
Take an axe to his throne
Reduced to splinters
Inhale the dust of a burning world
Inhale true damnation
We are the doomed
We are the free
Singing hallelujah the king is dead
Broken on the altar
His blood too thin
Cast to the one true mother
Inhale the dust of a burning world
Inhale true damnation
We are the doomed
We are the free
Singing hallelujah the king is dead
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Dead Hand Georgia
Sludge / doom / post-metal from Middle, GA.
We've done splits w/ Machinist!, Shroud Eater, and Repellers. Releases by Nefarious Industries, Divine Mother Recordings, Third I Rex, and Southern Druid.
Dead Hand recommends:
Do it. Don't ask why, just thank us later.
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Phillyshredsyourfaceoff!!! We did a split with these guys. Their half makes us look bad.
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