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DOK VIII: In the Name of Our Republic

by Decimate Our Kind

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Thou hath stepped one toe out of line. Thou hath insulted our intelligence for the last time. Thou hath betrayed our most holy land with Thy abandonment of our most high, most sly Lord, And thy disrespect for our flag, Red as a heretic's blood, White as a defector's death, and Blue as the Leviathan party they support. Thou hath ceased thy patriotism, Now thou shalt cease to exist. The body of our God shall never die, And the blood on our guns shall never clot. And as a representative of our most chosen kind Pulls our God-gifted trigger, We commit your righteous murder. And with your most necessary death, We shall uphold our mission, Our code of the past three-hundred years, As we shall never stop killing the traitors.
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Started when he lost The baby could not handle Getting other than The toys that he wants The objects to satisfy His enlarged ego This poisoned mindset Fed onto his followers To forever etch Into their mad souls Arm themselves for the event Try to take over In the name of God The name of our republic Let’s destroy buildings Let us be the fools Smash and smack until they die Or give us this land The fuckers have fought But they were soon to be stopped Terrorists are down Yet assholes defend Not an insurrection but A peaceful protest All seemed to be well The man from before is gone A new beginning Let us undo his Gravely faulty policies Let us start anew But then the call came To arms, to fight, to destroy Our democracy The red flag was raised As the colored ones were burned And “free speech” has won *** What has led to this? How have we stooped down this low Subzero level? Where did we go wrong? Most importantly how did We give them a voice? Their supposed mouths Emitting so-called free speech Spew just hate and lies How we still let them Contact their headquarters is Odd beyond belief Yet they still survive Evermore do they endure Them and their movement They will gain it all Sympathy and way more votes Telling you these lies They are the victims, They are but the outsiders In this left-wing world When the truth is but Exactly the opposite Of their fairy tale
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Popularized 01:34
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TikTokified 10:43
Gimmicks, autotune, and posts For the gullible Those without taste for effort Only what gets clicks Centered only ‘round seconds Manufactured to Go viral and nothing else Give them cash for hearts How the state of art has changed Genuine no more Whatever gets the most views That’s all that matters Fishing for attention with The singer’s bare hands Shorter songs and cheesy shticks What’s music become? What if there was a song that Bashed modern music? If you feel it’s gone too far, This song is for you. Same old thing, predictable And rarely much more It gets worse with every year Pop music’s cursed fate Modern music just gets worse The hill gets steeper Post by post and like by like We’re sledding to death No market for songs that bring Newness to the ‘net Novel concepts and progress All of it is dead Pick a gimmick, then a beat Hammer on motifs The most shallow of feelings These hits shall address “Life sucks” “feels good” “partner bad” It’s always these themes Rarely does it diverge and Also top the charts The curse of the modern web All’s TikTokified We must protect music from Dying this cruel death
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The Lord is my shithead I shall not think The one worshipping without Brain, mind or soul Only through blind belief Do they find peace Making war brings love Fighting for their lord Taking this tranquil feast Splattering everything with grease Needs to survive a Doctrine of pure hatred Disregard for all science Heretics be forever damned Only us and them One half soon eliminated According to their vision Signed by bloody hands The Lord’s your shithead You shall think not Spreading your beliefs to Those who shall rot Time and forever again Preaching and preaching more Gospel of only lies Forced onto suffering ears Trying to save them Rescue them, you say Bring them out of Hell amidst their fears A revolt is coming A true antichrist rebellion For the devil reigns Not over this uprising You’ll say it’s predicted Say it’s biblically foretold Yet this freedom’s magnitude Is every bit surprising
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There are no exceptions here now All of the souls with faith will bow What are you trying to defend here? Every single one of them brings hate near They may claim to be a loving person who cares They say when they asked for critique no one dares Well let me storm your head with the blunt facts All who blindly follow start attacks Sure, you may be charitable in fact But seeing the true nature of faith takes tact How can you be this loving of a soul When your faith calls others to die in a hole? The true dissenters of religion Are those who ease our suspicion Those who believe in kindness Yet still display blindness The good-hearted are minorities In a vast sea of adding casualties Most of them are fine with starting genocide If this act of hate and their God's word coincide To the rare kind souls who do act in love: Your religion is the snake, you're the dove To every other faith-based cult member: You are the ones I want to dismember
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As the Evil Fades: (instrumental) Call Me a Christophobe: Seems like every day they just bring more Turning everyday annoyances into cries of war Claiming persecution for all they disapprove How all that they oppose even dare to move There’s no oppression, only a complex made So that any true matters may simply fade - The real oppression they commit over others Seeking to eliminate all heretical sisters and brothers Their god is a barbaric ass and their Jesus is a dick Everything done in Christ’s name makes me sick They never stop shoving their shit down my throat I’ll no longer comply, I’m sinking Noah’s boat Call me a Christophobe, but then look in a mirror As your hypocrisy and hatred becomes much clearer I won’t stalk you with Bible quotes, for I am not a creep The Lord is not my shepherd, for I am not a sheep
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Years ago he saw Some nonexistent problems Such a shame to be Under the top one percent Perfection came in Getting the oppressors to Incite war against Big government and outcasts As the rich man came on stage Selling charisma It seemed he would beat the team How so? With money At least he had the cash to Let his bad plans live Lo and behold, he’s unique Against the old norm Fame Under a watchful constitution’s glare Cry Keep the throne as you bitch about rivals Kick the ball into Cocky U.S. goals In case of reality Don’t wait to blame on the queers Keep the men waiting Cause the signal comes Under scars and strikes they fight Saving their poor spoiled own kind Nevermore shall they protest As peace now becomes a lie Can he make it up? Some say he keeps dreams Until the votes are counted Stupid folks can only hope Ever see a star Just shooting to hell? * Nation on the east We won against them before The coldest of wars Now turn to them for The most illegal of help Give me that oval Office rigged for me Still the case was more complex Than many do claim Nonetheless, the race Ended in the rich boy’s win Should we give chances? Do remember that Evil always surprises Those not used to it Do remember that Wickedness comes in many Unusual forms Do remember that This man was bathing in fame Now he’s just drowning The world is watching The eyes of history are Glaring with anger Evil’s still surprising As was been all before Now that he’s elected We just hope for the best Prepare for a four-year storm * Many wail, scream and cry My young self did not care Hindsight makes my eyes clear We were in for a ride
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What this faith teaches The cult that we see Embedded into all lives Only to harm us Only to kill us Proclaims with hearts surrounding We're supposed to think Only to believe The love of God can save us Then the murderers Come out of their shells Holding books and crosses armed You will not fool me Your evil will not Pass through the gates into us Instead we reject As the text is burned Into fires that you create What a fairy tale Can only preach us Is the worst of morals here Hate and kill those who Do not praise thy name Hell awaits as their own doom All for your monster Worship without thought Then they call my kind thoughtless When intelligence Only goes to show What you believe, what you don't

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released June 13, 2023

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Decimate Our Kind

Decimate Our Kind is a progressive deathrash project based in the USA, although multiple different genre labels can be used. DOK mixes elements of progressive, death, and thrash metal with some experimentation and blunt lyrics about philosophy, psychology, sociology, history, religion and violence to create a sound that’s both uniquely unpredictable and classically face-meltingly heavy. ... more

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