Wake up every day
And I know what I'm expecting
There is no escape
From the shame they've been colletting
Tearing lives apart and
Consuming all your will
Planning mind control
Without any sense of guilt
Keep all your dreams
Out of sight, they won't be real
Doom is what you see
TV shows is where they squeal
The matter's business
Supporting richness
Imposing taxes
Chasing winsomeness
You increase the surplus
We build awareness
Wake from the blindness
Let's kick some asses
Come,come!
Taste our blood, blood!
Taste our work, work
Smell our streets
Full of crowd! Seek!
See No gold, Kill!
You're no bold, Burn!
A chunk in chunks
Sliced by our dirk
Now you look like a pie
You can see the price of lies
Destined to betake
Piece of cake, you're gonna die
When life is flowing away
Think about the games you played
Think about all your misdeeds
Tell me how you chose who to feed
Come,come!
Taste our blood, blood!
Taste our work, work
Smell our streets
Full of crowd! Seek!
See No gold, Kill!
You're no bold, Burn!
A chunk in chunks
Sliced by our dirk
Come,come!
Taste our blood, blood!
Taste our work, work
Smell our streets
Full of crowd! Seek!
See No gold, Kill!
You're no bold, Burn!
A chunk in chunks
Sliced by our dirk
Blackened hardcore with the sheer heady power of stadium crust and the glacial melodies of second-wave black metal. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 10, 2023
