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Piranha-Saurus
03:28
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The Warlock and the Alchemist share words of dominance as they wine and dine on flesh and blood.
Upon the alter of sacrifice lays honesty and innocence, shrouded by an expanding screen of smoke.
The ruler holds the blade while keeping a eye on the priest and an ear to his interpretations.
It could all be a charade, a demonstration of some ancient rite but no...
It is a well polished machine as old as Humanity.
Maintained by mutations of those who were once considered Godly and followed by those who know no better.
This archaic mind set remains as technology advances.
Making a monster of worldly proportions that hunts down the last free thought.
Mankind has become the distorted subconscious of a suicidal nature.
Only the few make a bid for a better place for all.
The majority are lost, disillusioned or powered by selfish desires.
All are caught in a cycle where you can only be so many steps ahead before you have gone full circle.
The time has always been now.
The breaking points have always been surpassed.
The rabid dogs of war sit by their masters waiting for profitable command.
Every cliché in the book is spoon fed to the goggle eyed masses and we wait...
We wait for change, for messiahs and super beings to put our very existence straight.
There will be no surprises.
Too long has the old dog gnawed on the old dog.
His box of tricks has grown beyond the wildest medieval dream and we long to bathe in prophecy.
Those ancient scriptures written in blood.
Drawing conclusions like a gun to the head.
In the beginning there was the word, and the word was...
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I am a son of David
You’re living on my promised land
You’d better get out quick
Or we will force your hand
We’ve got the guns, the bullets
Backing up our faithful plea
Inhumane methods
Picked up from our enemies
We build these walls and fences
But really want to spread our roots
Got some friends abroad
Making sure we're in cahoots
They give us toys for war
To keep your asses off this land
Send in special agents
To insure that all goes to plan
So if you fire a rocket
We’ll wipe your faces off the map
We were the persecuted
And will redistribute Death on tap
So just you sit in silence
And let us take more of your land
We have a contract on a scroll
Take a read and understand
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Eastern Promise
04:00
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I see you living out your fantasies
Lining your morals with an old disease
You want a nation with uneven mores
Laying down your principles
as if to settle a score
It’s always been and so should always be
Maintain tradition with the hierarchy
Saying we’ll find peace through some mythic lore
And with all your words of tolerance
we end up in another war
Fight! Fight! Fight!
You think you have God’s given right
To hold us down
To make your voice the only sound
Get out my way
It’s time to even out the play
You took the peace from us
It’s time to take a piece of you
You have a problem with our fair sex
You should try to simply love and protect
Instead of building prisons, you call home
Where you give women stick
and conclude with a fistfull of stone
They are your sisters and mothers to be
If you want love, they have to be free
Living a life with equal rights
And if you want it any other way
then step up to me and
Fight! Fight! Fight!
You say you have god's given right
To hold her down
To make your voice the only sound
Get out my way
I'm going to have my fucking say
You take a piece of her
You're going to get a piece of me
A fight for rights
Must go beyond religious plights
That hold some down
While others wear their shity crowns
And get their way
No matter what they do or say
A gender set dictatorship
Can only pave the road to war
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Trading Lies For Glory
04:44
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Instigator
01:20
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It all started with a lie dressed in truth. The birth of fear with the knowledge of mortality: That lever of deception. The mind pivots between fantasy and reality to make the fine twines of opinion. With opinion we wage war. We justify our murders and any other actions that we would otherwise condemn. Always ready to overpower but rarely to overcome.
We are the scared breed. The self anointed beast hiding behind invention. Our clever minds, so intent on survival. Have cast a glooming shadow upon our future. Always too late to open our eyes as we rest our hopes. In Cassandra's arms.
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Universal Law (WIP)
03:40
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I recall your innocence came with high lawyer fees
I recall the judge and jury on their hands and knees
To keep the truth from getting out and keep their incomes high
You can’t be guilty on a team of misdirected lies
(That make your get away)
The set up goes with who you know and your pocket size
So mediate and legislate, your own justice, with those ties.
(To make your get away)
I lost my reason
You lost your purpose
When we signed away our names
To this rotten pocket circus
It’s one rule for them
The loaded die for law
Buying truth and selling lies
Is the universal flaw
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Bad Side Of The Dragon
03:40
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You think you know what I am
You think you know what i think
But if you want to hear more
You'd better line up the drinks
I've got no time for your shit
Or you pretending to care
Like you know all that was
Even you though you weren't there
It's all I know what you mean
Just get the fuck out my face
You want to learn about blood
I'll give you more than a taste
Just a bite
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Trickster
01:26
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Distant nights fill my memory.
The dust of stars in a pitch of black.
A longing stare in to oblivion.
These decades have passed and all that has changed is you and I.
As our dark sister makes her presence felt, any proof of our existence becomes challenging to find.
Bones for the fire.
You live through me until that day, when her cold hand wipes the sweat from my brow and she whispers.
It is time to rest.
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Inside The Illusion
05:16
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They build these systems for our hearts and our minds
The great divide between the seer and the blind
They weave a lie around spirits and souls
Accumulating wealth and maintaining control
They want your flesh and your power of will
Playing like an animal with a need to kill
They take our lives while pretending to care
About a situation that spreads hate everywhere
You take what you want
And deny all the rest
While your grubby little fingers
Hold your cards to your chest
And status
Makes this
Stick like shit
It's all money, gods
And sexual deviants
Priests and monks
Saying be more lenient
While
They're
Raping kids
I don't need your soul
With mind control
Chosen paths
Ultimate goals
A la Jesus
And all that Jazz
Come on honey get back on your knees
It makes me feel like a man when you look so eager to please
Drink deep for my blood is your wine
Prepare the second coming 'cause you know it feels simply devine
You body, my temple, this seed
Are the sacred presentations of a god in the kingdom of need
So blessed by these feelings we share
Now I will be your saviour as I spread my love everywhere
Everywhere!
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Dark Ofay Din Hong Kong
Dark Ofay Din is the brain child of Geo Burns and a sound section of GeoSolus Dark Arts.
Following a
philosophy of No Boundaries, all styles of music are touched upon and held together with an industrial sound. The aim is to create brooding atmospheres, aggressive tones and creep inside the subconscious of the listener to generate cognitive action.
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