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Since the beginning of time
I was raised not to lie
Words that you claim to be true
Can only be believed by you
All I hear from your mouth is bullshit
Proud Man
Stand Tall
Make us feel small
Face the facts, you dealt your own hand
God of nothing, who are you to blame
All I see in your eyes is pure shame
valued at nothing to me
worth something to someone to such degree
sent here by the devil himself
I've left my mark on the world
And then its STRAIGHT BACK TO HELL
The demons call, they're calling my name
Sold your soul to the world and you've got no one to blame
Worthless Spec, spitting out shit, the first chance you get
You dig in the blade, quiet at sight, smile full of lies
Temporary ties, just carry the blame, you seem to regret
decisions you made
Cowardice is your face value
Real eyes will recognize
It's only a matter of time
true colors show
Cower motherfucker
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Nothing to No One
04:12
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I can't breathe anymore
Tighten grip around my neck
Cannot see, taste, or feel
When will it be the end
Walls erected by torment
Bled rivers of emotion
My body violated by addiction
Ignites hunger, no salvation
Impaired visions of life
No grasp on reality
Welcome death to my veins
Open arms dig my grave
To all my friends and family
It's time to say goodnight
I'm picking up the pieces of what used to be a life
To everyone I love, it is time to say goodbye
it is a never ending war
It is a never ending fight
Make me feel sane
Poison my veins
Numb me today
Tomorrow's just another day
All this pain I feel
Will never be healed
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Hangman
02:59
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Maybe I'm the one to blame
Point the finger
Hide in shame
Thinking I took on too much
Yet I was never caught in the act
Thinking I can be the cause
A victim of conviction
Bite your tongue as you look upon
The hanging victim, eclipse the sun
Bow your head in pure disgust
The screams echo in the night
The masses stuck in time
They're so proud of this ugly shame
Not a soul will do what's right
Every head count spilled in spite
Centuries of havoc, landscapes rotting
The absence of justice is clear
Forever they'll live in fear
DENY. THEIR RIGHTS. HANG HIGH
Eclipse the sun
DENY. THEIR RIGHTS. HANG HIGH
Eclipse the sun
In my time of dying
I wish peace and joy to all
As I hang up high and dry
You promote the violence for all
My life maybe taken in vein
But my integrity will remain
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A life that could've been
Seems to have forever changed
Colors of the soul reflect
Impure, hypocrite
Feckless being, Good for nothing
Empty smiles, Gone for Miles
Narcissistic ways
Outnumbered the days
I don't want to see your fucking face
On a Monday or a Tuesday
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Black Mass ILHC Chicago Heights, Illinois
5pc spicy metallic hardcore founded in Chicago Heights IL.
Adi- Vocals
Serg-Guitar
Ed- Guitar
Jose-Drums
Steve- Bass
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