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Monolithica
05:41
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The rise of monolithica
A gift from the afterlife
Let the regicides divide
Unrest in the triage!
Undone in the galleria
Let your soiled mind unwind
Is it more poetic to say that I'm blind?
Forget my life -- wasted on more lifeless time
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Nightmare
04:31
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No Fair
03:27
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Through the shadows
Blistering lights
As the dreams of your darkness died
Every time I turn around you're there
Take a piece
Of our lives
Didn't think that we would care?
Now we turn around and it's no fair.
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Revenge Complex
02:58
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I’LL TAKE THE WASTE LAND!
WITH PLASTIC COATED ATTITUDE
AND AN EMPTY LITTLE ROOM FOR MY EMPTY LITTLE FASCIST PURSUITS
SEATTLE OWES ME!
MY DECADE OF FAME
AND MY DESIGN FOR THE BANNER OF TRUTH IS JUST A SPACE FOR MY NAME
SWALLOWED UP BY THE SHADOWS
IS IT ANY LESS DANGEROUS?
AS I DELIVER THE RIFLE IN THE CULTURAL FOURTH REICH PERVERTICAL RUST
MTV
ZYKLON-B
I’M MOMMA’S LITTLE CHASTISEE
ON LSD
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Generator 9
05:10
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Patient under time
Sent to work the generator 9
Pools of black align
Obsolete containers of your life
(The body and mind)
Beyond the odds I found your ego
Bent along the value of death
Beyond the odds I found the reason
Rest to the restless end
I've seen a struggle two oblivions deep
I've seen the final buckle of oblivious knees
I’ve seen the sacred bleach absolve a beautiful mind
I’ve seen the sacred permanence of Generator 9
Keep knocking on doors that read “vacancy”
And read the writings on the wall
Your misconception of reality has brought us to a halt
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Black Summer
04:57
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Time is getting heavy
In the age where dreams go to die
Clutch your evil nature
And hang on for your life
But when we say goodbye
You'll wash your accomplished hands
You'll make a new life
Forged out of the sacred times
Life becomes one black summer after the other
And you can't fight the vertigo
Don't let your thoughts dry
Soak them in the sacred brine
Without a purpose...
Without a fear...
Without redemption..
Your soul is clear...
And when we say goodbye
I'll wash these disheveled hands
You'll make a new life
Corrupted by the endless sky
Eulogies and epitaphs you gotta write
Tell the world their fathers are gonna die
Hide your eyes, the black stains are turning white
Generate the sickness of your own...
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