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The Samaritan
01:29
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The Samaritan is sold and chained, and their story
Bound, packaged, and advertised as fiction of a failure
Our children are raised to be the best, and led to believe that to win, some must fail
Where the starting point is a staggered line. Those who trip hammer their own nails
People still die in the streets in the grip of night in our modern, prosperous age
We’ve an abundance of what we could ever need but still keep it to ourselves
History lies but still tells
Nationality is tribalism on a global scale
It’s a callousness culture
Designed to buy out your love
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Serve
01:24
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Inner decay
Hopelessness reigns in the grey nation-state
Leaden footfalls from the cell to the grave
Breaking apart every hope you once held in your gods
Silence
Silence
Serve, and die unknown.
The integrity of your soul and your body’s intertwined
Breaking your back’s the first step to worming through your mind
Break you ‘till all you can do is comply
Low and alone
No time or stamina to breathe outside your home
Now your God is failing
Drone on and drone
No salvation but to remove all the ruling motherfuckers.
Serve, unknown.
Serve, unknown
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Corrosion
01:24
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Venomous in doctrine
Propagandous priests
Charlatans, silver-tongued and sulphur-lunged
Their oaths broken
By a willingness to deceive
Like gospel to children
Horse and sheep,
Unaware and innocent
A blasphemous, sinister machine that recycles your despair
A public oppressed
By the permeation of misinformation
Swindling sage
Peddling democratic corrosion
Venomous and all
Venomous and all so serious
Venomous in doctrine
Propagandous priests
Charlatans, silver-tongued and sulphur-lunged
Their oaths broken
By a willingness to deceive
Like gospel to children
Horse and sheep,
Unaware and innocent
A blasphemous, sinister machine that’s just
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Vacuum
01:30
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Emerald gaze and a sanguine hunger
Fingers twitching for carnal bliss
Desecrate the body
Feeding, always feeding
Fetishise the blood and bone.
False cries of empathy for the life you claim with your teeth
Your integrity amounts to nothing at all.
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Icon
04:57
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Black abysmal hole
Crusted walls
Sodden floor
Suffocating skin
Burning lungs
Ashen tongues
Never knew anything else
Surviving this life of hell is a curse, I beg for my doom
Wails carve the air as knives meet necks.
Overcome by a creeping lethargy
Realise death was the point of it all.
One person’s will amounts to nought
On the global scale you’re a dust mote in darkness
But human experience has never been on one person; it’s defined by us all.
With the power to define the world, mould life and death and pick the difference
Are we not responsible?
The death of compassion is rife, and our meritocratic system backs the heartless
These lives of labour have ground us down to dust inside, with no hope at all.
With no leaders to trust, when the cruelest thirsts of men are accepted
You yield, or you be your icon.
Blood spilled in vain
For reasons mundane
Suffer to serve
Respect deserved
Inflictions patterns of pain
From which we abstain
A doctrine preserved
To safeguard your Icon
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Astral Noize Records London, UK
Forward thinking, backwards crawling.
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