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Automatic
04:56
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Words carry disease
Murder feeds families
God killed himself from shame
You’d better pray
That God is really dead
All hearts flirt with insanity
Tools of men worshipped so easily
Auto-erotic war machines
Breed violence, a quest for infamy
You’d better pray
That God is really dead
Where do we place the blame?
Evil, a flawed society?
Or masters of blood and industry?
You’d better pray
That God is really dead.
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The Revenant
04:28
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Like angels, with monster eyes
Over your bed, I shall rise
Glide toward you, silently
With the shadows, of the night
Oh dark beauty, you shall swoon
Kisses colder, than the moon
Snakes embrace, round the grave
Livid morning, breaks apace
You shall find, my empty place
Cold until night, bleak and drear
Oh dark beauty, you shall swoon
Kisses colder, than the moon
Like angels, with monster eyes
Over your bed, I shall rise
Glide toward you, silently
With the shadows, of the night
As others do by tenderness,
So would I rule your youthfulness
By harsh immensities of fear!
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Swell
03:46
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The city sleeps in a haze
Poison so sweet and grave
It kills the pain
And us to...
Boys fall into the street
Sell poison to stay on their feet
A simple dark economy
Where blood is stained with currency…
War On Drugs, guess that ain't work
Penitentiary population grows, families hurt
The kids are not so made to grow, hand em' a perc
Adderall to keep them focused, whole planet berserk
I watched my mother, aunt, uncle and brother fall to addiction
Another brother was medicated young in the system
My cousin didn't have a kitchen, let alone a pot to piss in
When he left prison he quickly hit the block for pitching
Like one: Who gonna feed his babies, not a politician?
So many had advice but no one had a job to give him
So he he was up late keeping the iron close, you know
Cuz' two: Who gonna serve the veteran who needed the coke?
I say your government is full of shit, policy complacent
They thought blacks and hispanics would be the only ones taking
But now truth is at your front door, no longer in the backyard
Heaven and Hell on earth, don't talk to me 'bout your god...
They demonize our pain
Poison is the monster to blame
But monsters live in everything
In the smiles holding our chains.
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Revvnant Baltimore, Maryland
Revv·nant
/ˈrevvˌnäN,-nənt/
noun
One who returns from the dead, revving an unearthly engine.
“From the wreckage, a Revvnant roared forth…”
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