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杀
02:18
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今天我会赢
我把他们都杀死
你也活不了
Today I will win
I will slaughter all of them
You aren’t safe either
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Thrillingly Dead
04:54
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With joy we dump ourselves
Into the graves scheduled
Our future deaths will come
And they've arrived for us
A blackened sky, cloudless
The moon is turning blood red
The demons have awakened
The spirits help us depart
Thrillingly dead, we enter inside
As the gates to hell open
Thrillingly dead, our lives end
And the best part comes alive
We must not disturb the
Souls who still stay stop
Nor must we disrupt the
Flow of the underworld ritual
For we're spirits ourselves now
Immortalized and unbearable
No mortal man can touch us
Though thoughts can live forever
Don't wake up the gods
Don't set any alarms for
All is being watched on this night
So watch your step and your lips
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3. |
Dying Nation
03:26
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Don’t accept reality
Push for more hostility
All that matters is me
And my reign as a tyrant
These words our leader
Supposed good leader
Spoke indirectly to the gullible
When he knew he was doomed
Spark a war, now
Violence shall proudly ensue, now
Don’t wait for peace
Time to attempt to kill it
Rally up the despicable cult
Let them bring the torches
All weapons permitted
Under this corrupt law
This man is not the
Leader lord you thought
Stop worshipping the villains
A thin costume on
War disguised as peace
We must destroy this disease
This former supposed president decides to wage
A war on the very concept of fairness and being free
Trying to trap every ounce of democracy in a cage
And yet these redneck fuckers still cling to conspiracy
Battlefield D.C., capital of a clearly dying nation
That was infected with the virus of conservative thought
Though the evils running it today and in its creation
Must the patriots destroy everything for which we fought
The red is the black
The blood on your hat
Making nothing great
You breathe fascism
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Eruptor
04:10
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You won't see it open
Where other eyes will lay
As it stays shut inside
My heart throughout the day
Only when hidden from view
No other souls can see
Will I become an eruptor
Anger for seemingly an eternity
Beware, don't awaken
The sleeping monster inside
Too much bullshit, it's provoked
That weak soul of yours has died
They call me an angel
A calm force of only good
But evil still reigns within
At any opportunity it could
The sounds of the heavy
The noise of the forever damned
At some point I must explode
For the torture inside is too crammed
You dare disrupt the flow
Of the heated emotions within
I long for a tool of expression
Without others dubbing it sin
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This Loud Noise
03:26
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It is time to thrash
Bang our fucking heads
Life will get better
When heaviness aids
Brutal, chaotic
Metal never dies
The sounds will blast out
Time for D.O.K.
Let our anger flow
Troubles will be slayed
Our enemies can't
Handle this loud noise
Tantrum will ensue this time
Hate and rage will reign supreme
All bottled up until now
For today freedom is ours
For metal is the outlet
Where our pain and suffering
From this bullshit status quo
Society bows to us
You won't regret the thrashing
None will forget the banging
Welcome to the moshing world
For your metal home greets you
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Notice not the darkness in
Where my soul will kill
The joy you want me to feel
Sleeping within a spiked room
Ready to stab hearts
At those who condemn a frown
Let my indifference roam free
For my apathy
Reigns supreme in my kingdom
I, the ruler of my ways
Will cast you aside
At the sounds of your softness
You won't see me when I kill
Gone is the feeling or sense
That I care or wish to be
Within this here world
The location matters not
Where I can operate my
Forces to destroy the tears
Fallen in safety
You won't cease, instead you'll die
Succumb to my blade
Not of stone but of my words
You can't handle harshness when
Your skin's made of wool
Easily cut through to scrape
Within your closed-minded self
Functions not a mind
That's willing to accept this
Difference that we've seen so far
Divine and human
Good or bad, it's here to stay
Will you leave me be
When I ask for the
Simple privilege to
Exist holding arms
With a curse in hand
To shield fellow gone
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Flesh Up
06:04
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Can't sense the pain
Until the bite will arrive
Your throat is exposed
Let the fang cut deep
Into the pathway to
The very stomach you possess
About to erupt in fury
An explosion, a spectacle
Like the gullible world
Has never yet seen before
Here it is in full glory
The joyful destruction
Watch below the neck
The esophagus is gone
Broken to pieces
Ripped from the flesh up
Don't look away for your fate
May become just that
Beware the power
This hand will inflict
Grabbed without mercy
And torn thereafter
No use to swallow
Nothing to process
All within my hands
A source for living
You can beg, it won't come back
You may pay, it won't return
All hope is lost, as for you
And your life, bid farewell now
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K.T.S.
03:15
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Afternoon arrives to see
The shit spectacle
The mainstream asshole
Danger is detected as
The early event
Progresses throughout
Imminent death can be seen
Yet choose to ignore
Continue this hole
Signs are clear that none is good
But all for that cash
Turn your head away
You'll fucking pay now
Any fucking day now
How come people still
Defend this fucking dipshit
You are most certainly
One of many roots in this
You live just to fuck
Now I want you to die
You're the centerpiece of this shit storm
You did nothing when the innocents were
Dying and begging for any sort of grace
Saving them from your despicable face
You may not have been the only one
To fuck up their lives and end others
But surely you deserve a shitload of blame
Fuck all that's decent just for fucking fame
You deserve the blame
You're the cause of this
Only man in room
With every weapon
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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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