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Black Wings
06:52
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Black wings of death, black wings of death,
There are things in life that just pass us by,
And sometimes we wonder is there sense to try?
Through our own instincts we all push on through,
So is there a difference between me and you?
Black wings of Death cast your shadow on the earth,
Destroy, distress, cleanse the afterbirth,
Am I left in dark or blinded by light,
This life gets confusing with the lack of foresight,
Do we lose control or pass the reigns to madness,
Do we ever have soul, do we control our actions?
Black wings of Death cast your shadow on the earth,
Destroy, distress, cleanse the afterbirth,
Blind leads blind until we find,
Something worth crashing down round our feet,
The God complex we all expect,
To save us from our own mistakes,
We maim and kill for cheaper thrills,
Until we're satisfied with genocide.
Black wings of Death cast your shadow on the earth,
Destroy, distress, cleanse the afterbirth,
Human nature is a curse, you must lose faith.
Black wings of death.
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2. |
Night
03:21
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A thousand eyes pierce the veil, they see everything,
I look around and fill my lungs, the cold air starts to sting,
The shortest walk to get inside, the safest place to be,
But I feel the gaze of strangers burn deep inside of me,
I feel like I'm just waiting with my head above the parapet,
I can feel the shot lined up, they just haven't fired it yet,
I can see my thread unravel, the strands are frayed and wasted,
I have never felt a fear so real that I could fucking taste it,
Pitch black a prison in my mind,
Knocked back my heart is out of time,
Deep breath my thoughts are swirling faster,
Thick pulse, terror ever after,
I'm not alone here but the isolation is real,
Unsurmountable pressures deepen and there's nothing that I can avail,
Arms feel weak, legs are heavy how could I escape?
Every sound is drenched in terror, how can I escape?
Pitch black a prison in my mind,
Knocked back my heart is out of time,
Deep breath my thoughts are swirling faster,
Thick pulse, terror ever after,
Pitch black a prison in my mind,
Knocked back my heart is out of time,
Deep breath my thoughts are swirling faster,
Thick pulse, terror ever after,
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3. |
Jokes On Me
04:02
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If there's a god out there then it's fucking deaf,
To the screams and the cries of the poor cunts left,
A shining beacon beckons hope,
And places it in knotted ropes,
The cruelest joke to play
Existence is fucking futile,
The sickest joke to play,
Existence is agony,
Looks like the jokes on me,
They claim it's hard luck when they hand you shit,
Shrugging off the fact it's 'cause your face don't fit,
No regard for your mental health,
The corporate way to say go fuck yourself,
The cruelest joke to play
Existence is fucking futile,
The sickest joke to play,
Existence is agony,
Looks like the jokes on me,
Just another number made for punching cards,
Making smoke-screens for the grandios farce,
Just step back and brace yourself,
All you know will destroy itself,
Every single day takes me closer to the edge,
No respite no fucking rest,
When the darkness hits and you're all alone,
It's impossible to shake off the chains you've grown,
The cruelest joke to play
Existence is fucking futile,
The sickest joke to play,
Existence is agony,
Looks like the jokes on me,
Looks like the jokes on me.
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4. |
N(o)ne
02:57
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Twisting writhing putrefying mess,
Sewn together with malicious intent,
Screaming, bleeding with a toxic scent,
Sacred born irreverence,
We are one,
We are none,
Uncurled and rising, a god made flesh,
Hunting a new host to devour and infest,
Sacred torture, universe unstable,
Manifesting Aesop's fables,
We are one,
We are none.
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5. |
Unrest
04:14
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How can you justify civilians marked as targets,
all because, after all, you got what you wanted,
Whipping up the rhetoric they've played you all for fools,
So now you're out burning cars like Stormont's box of tools,
Overwhelmed by sense of duty, manipulated by your elders,
Sitting on the powder keg, ignition from the smallest embers,
There is no reason why society should suffer,
There is no logic in communities of terror,
There is no reason for violence as culture,
There is no logic in destroying your own future,
You write your signs on every wall from port to city centre,
Yet all they show is abandon hope all of ye who enter,
There has been little effect on our domestic market,
So how can you justify civilians marked as targets?
Overwhelmed by sense of duty, manipulated by your elders,
Sitting on the powder keg, ignition from the smallest embers,
There is no reason why society should suffer,
There is no logic in communities of terror,
There is no reason for violence as culture,
There is no logic in destroying your own future,
One point eight million lives sweating in the balance,
So many souls scared as hell of your recreational violence,
This is not a fitting means to make some sort of point,
All they want these terrorists is for lives to be destroyed,
Overwhelmed by sense of duty, manipulated by your elders,
Sitting on the powder keg, ignition from the smallest embers,
There is no reason why society should suffer,
There is no logic in communities of terror,
There is no reason for violence as culture,
There is no logic in destroying your own future,
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6. |
Relentless
01:59
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You remind me of a tumour,
A swelling without humour,
With thoughts so vague,
I miss you like the plague,
Agonizing mental torture,
Patronizing social whore,
You strike me as a cancer,
A question without answer,
You grew beneath my skin,
Infecting me with your sin,
Agonizing mental torture,
Patronizing social whore.
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7. |
Blow Me Away
02:17
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Make it stop,
Make it stop,
Two weeks down and I'm feeling rough,
Because I've got no life and I don't know 'love',
All I've got left is the memory and the every day passing of insanity,
Blow me away.
Can't see straight, can't see myself,
Always running late, always running through Hell,
So I'll take a couple more and hope the pain will go away,
It's like I'm knocking locked doors because the windows won't break,
Blow me away.
Make it stop,
Make it stop,
Racked with guilt and silent shame,
And with no-one left to take the blame,
I'll salt my wounds and tuck my tail,
And I'll take the only path that I know won't fail,
Blow me away.
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8. |
Get Fucked
02:38
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Get fucked you despicable piece of shit,
Get fucked with your wealth before health regime,
Get fucked you deplorable slow halfwit,
Get fucked for every time you fucking lied to me,
GET FUCKED
Get fucked you reptilian inbred scum,
Get fucked you vat of fermented cum,
Get fucked you reprehensible puddle of sick,
Get fucked you dumbass self serving prick,
GET FUCKED
Get fucked you despicable piece of shit,
Get fucked with your wealth before health regime,
Get fucked you deplorable slow halfwit,
Get fucked for every time you fucking lied to me,
GET FUCKED
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9. |
Peanut
01:37
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You don't have the balls to fucking confront me,
But you seem to have the nerve to attempt to insult,
And I don't care motherfucker no I don't give a fuck,
You're a useless putrid maggot, a wretched rotten cunt,
You're dead, you're dead,
You're dead motherfucker get it into your head,
You're dead motherfucker get it into your head,
I can picture that sweet mixture of twisted metal and bone,
Any time I see you anywhere too close to home,
I wanna blow a hole in the side of your skull,
What's the matter, can't you blabber with that breach in the hull?
You're dead, you're dead,
You're dead motherfucker get it into your head,
You're dead motherfucker get it into your head,
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10. |
Nailbomb
02:56
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All dressed up with a crooked smile,
Skin made of glass pale and fragile,
Simmering away in a haze inside,
Countdown set, detonate in five,
Four,
Three,
Two,
One,
Coming out of my shell makes me glad I'm not you,
Not a thing in this world makes me care about you,
All broke up with a shattered smile,
Skin torn up in lurid style,
Sizzling away unpacified,
Countdown set, detonate in five,
Four,
Three,
Two,
One,
Coming out of my shell makes me glad I'm not you,
Not a thing in this world makes me care about you,
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11. |
Death Dance
02:44
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[ Instrumental ]
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Rupskallex Antrim, UK
Science Fiction gone metal - heavy riffs, pounding double kick and screaming bloody space murder. Rupskallex is a one man band from County Antrim, Northern Ireland with a passion for making all things metal.
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