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To Perish in Madness
04:39
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Where is the exit from this maze
Where are the keys to this door
We are lost in a mist
Our future is all but done for
Наши жизни на волоске
Мы потерялись в кромешной тьме
Кровь стынет в жилах, рассудка нет
Мы обречены на смерть
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N.W.D (Album Version)
04:48
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Deranged and crazy
Otherworldy ambassadors
The chaos they sow
The earth they raze
They never knew peace
Once locked up in the cage
Now full of vengeful rage
Bringing the world to its knees
Like a swarm of locusts
Sweeping everything in sight
Raising fists in the air
In anarchy they take delight
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Prisoners of War
04:41
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True Cruelty
06:09
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Devil's Work
03:57
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Where the demons dwell
And the terror thrives
No truth is found here
Only deception and disguise
A place where you find no rest
A realm where the horrors lurk
Where tortured souls beg for salvation
This is all the devil's work
How could I be so naive
Entered the nightmare and thought I'd be fine
Nothing remained of me but pain and grief
No escaping the fate now
Sentenced to suffer for life
No comforting words to hear
Thrown into a dark cold cell
Forever I will bleed here
I can't believe what I've gone through
From now on I am hellbound
My soul is dead, I'm a disgrace
I try to scream but I make no sound
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Anesthesia
05:12
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Mind gone crazy from all the pain
Inflicted on it by disease and bane
Sins don't pass without a trace
Look at you, you are a disgrace
Take the syringe to desensitize
All consciousness slowly dies
Deadly poison starts to take its toll
Chemical reactions erase your soul
Put an end to the torture trial
Cease to exist for a while
Another shot of neurotoxin
Seconds later death sets in
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Consumed by Darkness
03:42
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The antidote has run dry
The jar is empty
Horrific visions start to pass by
Say goodbye to sanity
The death sentence is signed
It marks my descent into blackness
Devil's calling my name
All hail the madness
Consumed by darkness
Seduced by the grim priestess
Welcome to hell
A realm of pleasures it is
Shaking hands grab the knife
The sun is not in sight
First blood drops hit the floor
Here comes the terror night
Consumed by darkness
Lost among the shadows
No way out of the abyss
Only the head still shows
I've signed my death pact myself
Time for the final stroke
Torn meat, bloodletting drugs me up
The lust for blood of others is evoked
Consumed by darkness
All I know I am about to forget
My whole life has been torn apart
And I will take yours with no regret
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8. |
The Solution
03:58
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Dark corner inside of my mind
I'm on the edge of acting on it
Just let it out, just follow the heart
Tainted and corrupted that is
Don't cry for help, don't try to evade
When I'm about to shoot you dead
Your worthless lives mean nothing to me
Enough of lies I have been fed
The gun is loaded
I am in control
Time to settle this
Once and for all
Living out violent nightmares
I'm too far gone at this point to care
Debilitated by the chaos
The only feeling left is despair
Is there really any reason to create more suffering
Lying to yourself that you don't live in disbelief
No bloodshed will satisfy the hunger
A single bullet brings permanent relief
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Eternal Circle
05:12
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Deadly wounds will not heal
Sinners' souls won't be saved either
The vicious cycle will repeat itself
Clouds of ash will obscure the ether
Tortured souls beg for relief
No one hears them, it's all in vain
There's no god here, there's no salvation
Suffering will remain
Evolution can't be stopped
Symptoms worsen with each day
The bodies play an agonizing pantomime
Soon we will all pass away
Angels are silent, god's not there to help
The reaper starts making the cuts
Quiet darkness gathers around
Disembodiment awaits all of us
The bodies are lifeless, the hearts have stopped
The souls have funded the nightmare
Darkness has swallowed them like flies
Once again the factory of hate does its affair
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