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By Our Hand
03:41
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Until there’s nothing left we will consume
Leave the world in ashes build our tomb
Separate our souls from self we stray
Can't believe in anything we say
By our hands
We shall fall
Seeking shelter from the gods
When we know
The damage done
There'll be no place left to run
The end won't come from comets
Raining from the sky
We'll take until there's nothing left
And then we'll rot and die
Our greed and lust unsated
We will fuck until we fry
We'll take until there's nothing left
And then we'll rot and, we’ll rot and die
Fattened hogs for market march as one
The more we eat the dumber we become
Fill our heads with shit from the TV
We overpopulate and breed disease.
By our hands
We shall fall
Seeking shelter from the gods
When we know
The damage done
There'll be no place left to run
The end won't come from comets
Raining from the sky
We'll take until there's nothing left
And then we'll rot and die
Our greed and lust unsated
We will fuck until we fry
We'll take until there's nothing left
And then we'll rot and die
By our hands
We shall fall
Seeking shelter from the gods
When we know
The damage done
There'll be no place left to run
The end won't come from comets
Raining from the sky
We'll take until there's nothing left
And then we'll rot and die
Our greed and lust unsated
We will fuck until we fry
We'll take until there's nothing left
And then we'll rot and die
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The Soon Dead
05:40
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As the wheels hit the dirt I feel the desert rise around me
Deployed again into the mouth of war but who am I defending?
Bullets tear the air, fallen brothers paint the sand red
Life seen in seconds, never years, how many moments until I'm dead?
I hope you'll never realize or taste the terror I taste
I'm told my soul belongs to God but my body's owned by the state
Child of war
What am I fighting for?
The line is "freedom" yet I've never seen it
Only blood
The sand, the mud
The face of death and the eyes to see it
We move in packs like rabid dogs through narrow streets in search of hostiles
Innocent and guilty look the same, they hide their knives, beware of their smiles
Behind an unlocked door a starving child encased in C4
For her the screaming ends for me the screaming is a dead roar
I hope you'll never see that fear inside the eyes of the soon dead
I hope you're sleeping safe tonight, your children tucked in their beds
Child of war
What are they dying for?
Is it for God because I've never seen Him
Only the wrath, the plagues, the bloodbath
The terror, the threats, and the death of the martyrs
The martyr, the martyr
I saw the head doctor today, I lied and said I feel great
No longer fit to live with you, I'll stay right here a symbol of your hate
I hope you'll never realize or know the thrill of almost dying
I hope you'll shed a tear for me, no longer capable of crying
Child of war
What am I fighting for?
I fight for pleasure, fun, and the rush of addiction
No chance
For penance
I'm unashamed, I want no absolution
Child of war
What are they dying for?
Is it for God because I've never seen Him
Only the wrath, the plagues, the bloodbath
The terror, the threats, and the death of the martyrs
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Last Breath
04:00
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We pray before your altar
Swear we are the penitent
We're true we'll never falter
Common bonds of ignorance
Believers fit the profile
Preachers sate the need for truth with fear
Building legends out of wishes
In every age the time is near
We ride the sea until the end of time
Chosen are the sick the deaf the blind
Content to trust the message
Question not our state of mind
We're blissful, loyal, faithful
To your faults our eyes are blind
Enlightened spreads the gospel
From door to door we proselytize
No proof, all faith, no matter
Chosen children love the lie
We ride the sea until the end of time
Chosen are the sick, the deaf, the blind
Closer now than ever to your death
And praying like a priest for your last breath
God below the skin
Take and make me whole again
Free of mortal sin
Cleansing water closing in
Staring at the waves
Begging for a moments peace
Sand beneath the foam
With no hope for death's release
We pray before your altar
Swear we are the penitent
We're true we'll never falter
Common bonds of ignorance
Believers fit the profile
Assassins sate the need for pain with blood
Building ships to sail the river
Preparing for the coming flood
We ride the sea until the end of time
Chosen are the sick, the deaf, the blind
Closer now than ever to your death
And praying like a priest for your last breath
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4. |
No Right From Wrong
04:51
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Man in a homicidal rage
Staid inside petrified
Psychoses are his chains
Envisions death an end to bind
Cacophony of misery
A symphony in mind
He doesn't know why he's compelled
Doesn't know the difference between here and hell
He isn't playing any games
He knows no right from wrong yet he assumes the reins
Within his fractured dream
He watches himself scream
Life on a TV screen, a death to die
His gallows never sway
He gives his life away
His final message made as he hangs high
Man in a supine fetal pose
Fear itself raining down
The conflict comes to blows
Embattled loser paints his face
Obscuring what he really is
His visage in disgrace
He doesn't know why he's compelled
Doesn't know the difference between here and hell
He isn't playing any games
He knows no right from wrong yet he assumes the reins
Within his fractured dream
He watches himself scream
Life on a TV screen, a death to die
His gallows never sway
He gives his life away
His final message made as he hangs high
Fail to see
Knowing not the truths we share from his reality
Born to be
A hero burning planets down for all eternity
He doesn't know why he's compelled
Doesn't know the difference between here and hell
He isn't playing any games
He knows no right from wrong yet he assumes the reins
Within his fractured dream
He watches himself scream
Life on a TV screen, a death to die
His gallows never sway
He gives his life away
His final message made as he hangs high
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Cannibalize
04:24
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Painting in circles
The well’s running dry
Clinging to crosses
We pray to the sky
The planet evolves while we spit in its eye
Confusion makes it hungry
Contaminate nature
And fight in our shit
Fouling our rivers
With poison and piss
We all have a conscience
But still we resist
I think that makes us crazy
Our resources dwindle
Humanity grows
Consuming, neglecting, and eating our own
We cremate the land with the bombs that we throw
Annihilate creation
Like cancer we spread
‘Til we're in every cell
Malignant, mutating, and fashioning hell
Killing our host and ourselves just as well
Our victory: extinction
Now we can see how it’s all meant to be
Reject basic truths and we’re sealing our fate
In the Earth’s eyes, our end is a brand new beginning
Cannibalize
All men die
Behaving the fool I doubt that you can hear me
Cannibalize
Consume your lives
Dead with the knowledge you have been forsaken
Cannibalize
Obliterate meaning
And ugarcoat pain
Assassinate virtue and accuse the sane
Let moral decay rot our wisdom away
And with it take our children
The lives that we leave them
A form of abuse
We're killing the earth and we're killing the truth
Enriching our lives while we misspend their youths
One day they'll know their Daddy
Now we can see how it’s all meant to be
Reject basic truths and we’re sealing our fate
In the Earth’s eyes, our end is a brand new beginning
Cannibalize
All men die
Behaving the fool I doubt that you can hear me
Cannibalize
Consume your lives
Dead with the knowledge you have been forsaken
Cannibalize
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Psychosis Los Angeles, California
With the release of the "By Our Hand" EP in 2013, Psychosis is set to redefine Thrash. By combining influences old and new
with a knack for writing memorable songs, the band continues to unleash their brand of Metal music on an unsuspecting audience.
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