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Serenity
01:51
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Lifeless
08:26
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Misguided souls roam the realms
Lost, scared and damaged
The traumas branded within the spirit
The self loathing of fear keeping its distant
The helplessness surrounding the auras show
The spark of hope fades within time
Faint and distant to feel the warm glow
Failing to rekindle the great flame it once was
The struggle of remaining strong grows exhaustion
Soon to be the trial of defeat
Lifeless and cold
The only future it seeks
Decaying to hold onto life itself
The adrenaline dissolves into realization
Death has come to release all the pain
Will that make matters better or worse
The living suffer more while you are free
The burden will continue in the circle of life
Selecting the next one in line
Actions speak louder than words
When the voice gets shut out
Even the strongest fall
When breaking points are shattered
Listen to the silence to understand the emotions
Failing to rekindle the great flame it once was
The struggle of remaining strong grows exhaustion
Soon to be the trial of defeat
Lifeless and cold
The only future it seeks
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3. |
Serpents of Tomorrow
04:52
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Jealously for the serpents
Feed on the good hearted
Fill their worth for a split second
To come back with it’s shedded skin
Hear it slither to its advantage
Feel the rattle chilling the spine
Fine whispers of ecstasy
It waits and coils in joy
The betrayal set in motion
It’s tongue around the throat
Best of friends
Blood of families
Become evil omens in time
Their trust is poison
Their words coiled
Ready to strike
Cold hearted
Near sighted
Poisoned minds
Blackout from its toxic bite
Jealously for the serpents
Feed on the good hearted
Fill their worth for a split second
To come back with it’s shedded skin
Venomous schemes to manipulate
Destruction setting in the veins
Cannot escape the void within
Call companions to feel this again
No warmth felt for the cold hearted
Only to drag succession down to the pits
Cold hearted
Near sighted
Poisoned minds
Blackout from its toxic bite
Jealously for the serpents
Feed on the good hearted
Fill their worth for a split second
To come back with it’s shedded skin
Fill their worth for a split second
To come back with it’s shedded skin
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4. |
Reservation Kills
07:24
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The treacherous wasteland
Not for the faint of heart
The ferocious heat burns
The dry winds blow in the eyes
The cold winters like death
Resources are scarce and rich
Travel to scavenge another day
It’s survival living in the reservation
The wasted warriors take and plead
Praying for the alcohol
The need for the high
To feel holy once again
Being a burden of the land
A puppet for the masters of death
Suffering from addiction
Their victory of mental warfare
Nightfall arrives with haste
Evil lurks in the shadows
Pursuing every move
Witching to cause suffering
Playing games to kill
Harm the good to make no gain
Jealousy for the wicked
A spineless child playing death
No where to go when all dreams die
No where to go when all dreams die
Depression is the last tragedy
The demon of self affliction
Silent and deadly like day to night
Help is never asked
No one sees the pain
Too afraid and proud
Until it’s too late
The entrapment of being stuck on the land
No where to go when all dreams die
Slaughter the strong
Pity the weak
Desert or city
Reservation kills
Slaughter the strong
Pity the weak
Desert or city
Reservation kills
Slaughter the strong
Pity the weak
Desert or city
Reservation kills
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5. |
Amerikkka
05:38
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Enslaved by the currency
Trapped in a rotten culture
Working to the core to make ends meet
Day by day we break to rebuild depression
Emotions devour our sacred traits
We are the enemy we should have destroyed
We are forged slaves owned by murderers
The founding fathers who seized our land
Built by blood, tears and genocide
The massacres still live on in silence
We have become the greed
We are the obese
We were never the brave
We never had freedom
We are the home of the lazy and privileged
We are AmeriKKKa
We glorify ourselves and loved ones
While they pull the strings to manipulate our praise
We have become the greed
We are the obese
We were never the brave
We never had freedom
We are the home of the lazy and privileged
We are AmeriKKKa
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Once there was a man
A legend in the making
The one who never emerged
Became one with the shadows
A master beyond his time
No voice will rival his right
His throne built from the ground
The war submerged through passion
Hellraiser
Whoaaa
Hellraiser
Whoaaa
The hatred understood by none
Only seen and judged by many
A troubled son with demons
Fighting imprisonment within
Hellraiser
Whoaaa
Hellraiser
Whoaaa
Thus emerged the one
The blood of the antichrist
Righteousness of a brother
Hellspawn of a lost blood line
Hell to the raiser
Hell to the raiser
Hell to the raiser
Whoaaa
Hell to the raiser
Hell to the raiser
Hell to the raiser
Whoaaa
Hell to the raiser
Hell to the raiser
Hell to the raiser
Whoaaa
Hell to the raiser
Hell to the raiser
Hell to the raiser
Whoaaa
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7. |
I Am 'Iisnááhí
06:47
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I am unknown
Buried deep in nothingness
Where I reign supreme
In my own rite
I am solitude
With no care for the world
No compassion for liars
No remorse for snakes
I am unknown
I am vengeance
I will heal
I will destroy
I am lust
In the eyes of none
Personal well-being declined
Inner circle growing thin
I am scorned
Opinions of sheep stay hidden
Loathing in their faults
Living in a world meant for them
I am unknown
I am vengeance
I am my own enemy
Slaughter worthless sheep
I am who I choose to be
Words will never define me
A decaying legacy
This kingdom will kill me
A forgotten legend
I am ‘Iisnááhí
I am vengeance
Reborn from the fire link shrine
Hollow and undead
I have risen once again
I will destroy
What was never mine
Breaking the chain of this curse
Kingdoms will be vanquished
I am unknown
I am vengeance
I am my own enemy
Slaughter worthless sheep
I am who I choose to be
Words will never define me
A decaying legacy
This kingdom will kill me
A forgotten legend
I am ‘Iisnááhí
I am eternal
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