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GRIMPLE - LAYED BACK
01:20
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I lay back. Feel the pain. Feel the hurt run down My spine. Fine no freedom here. Want to get out There’s nowhere to go. I can’t close my eyes When I do. I am scared. So I watch everything Around me go to hell. Lots of shit. You laugh Until you cry. Keep up with it. No! It fucken died! My silence. Moving forward. Smashing thru my wall. Life it dies and everyone watches but no on fucken morns. The blood inside. The life giving vain just ran fucken dry. Revival, it’s impossible. Forgot to say goodbye!
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GRIMPLE - INFIERNO
01:41
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Tu quieres mas dinero. De nosotros la gente, pero No nos quieres par respeto. Gritamos en las calles. Acabarlucha, mientas tu guentos, los minutos Empezar la Guerra! Si si gues con tu mierda en el Mundo. Pronto la genta rebelar! Joder te qual- Quiere, manera possible. Hager te tu vida un infierno Tomo como los quieres. Mi importa verga. Solo te Pigo. Nos sentimos. Es la voz de la gente Y nuestro opinion. Es los que siempre llamas la Libertad!!
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GRIMPLE - P.C.
01:38
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I’m not sorry! So shut the fuck up (you cunt) When ever I’m around you I feel like I have to follow rules. And fuk rules. When ever I’m around you I feel like you think I’m a Fool. I feel like screaming shut up! Who the Fuk are you to tell me what to do. Fuk your Stupid rules I want nothing to do with politics! I’m just trying to be happy. Not trying to fuk you over. Why do you got to give a shit. No, I’m not sorry for what I said. Now you got To deal with that bitch! Talk your shit. But You’re never doing it. I’m not perfect. But I’m Willing to admit it. You make me sick. You Fucken piece of P.C. shit!
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My mind is all fucked up, my heart sux it up. My hands they can no longer hold. The Book of fear begins to unfold. Darkness Has made me blind. People have destroyed My mind. Drugs can only numb the pain Tomorrow it starts again. Everyday a darker shade Of grey. My angers getting stronger the Pressures thrusting harder.. To destroy My mind. The answers getting further the Blade is looking sweeter. To destroy Myself. Ripped and torn apart. Just so I Can see the blood fill my eyes. And life Cease to be..Society has fucked every- Body. Directly affecting me and you. The Mirrors of life are always be shattered I’ve Tried to pick up the pieces. I’ve just cut Myself. The walls of insecurity have fucken turned to tragedy and the rivers of blood engulf my broken body.
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GRIMPLE - CRUCIFIED
01:23
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Darkened doorways and nuclear weather. Soon To be feast in a web of war. Politician now Dominant butcher. Watching silent as he Hunts for kill. Progress? Destruction in Disguise. As far as we get is the wall. We Try to climb but we’re shot down only to Be locked up. Raped and shit upon and told We were free. Emotion put aside I hate society We ran far. Slaughter came fast. Now lie crucified At half mast.
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GRIMPLE - SYSTEM FUKERS
01:34
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I’m tired of all the shit I fucken see. I see It everyday. It’s us. The punx. We’re pointed at In the street. And their fucken fight just to Be who we are. I’ll try to find a better way and Not to play their fucken games and not to be another fucken puppet. You fucken freaks. Get out of the neighborhood. We’re different because we want to fuk the system. You’d have to rip out my eyes. If you want me to ignore. All the violence I see. Just look outside my front door! Not just corporations, police. State politics but the fucken pig that sits on top. Crush the foundations, The rest will fall! They system has it’s weak spots we must find them. Us the punx believe it or not we’re strong. Together we can be the stiff link that keeps the system turning. They run your life well. Take a look at yourselves. They run your life well. The lies of freedom. This nations fucken crap. Look into a world of shit before it splatters in your face look into this world of shit the Amerikkkan nation of hate. We want the unjustified money hungry pigs together we ca be the stiff link that keeps the system turning!
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GRIMPLE - FOREVER FUKED
01:15
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Just questions. Never any answers. All ambitions. And just frustrations. Is it just me? Or does Everything seem so fucken cold and grey. And Just so fucken depressing? Every time I turn Around someone’s getting fuked over. I guess It’s just a lame reminder to why I’m never Sober. It’s been going on forever as far As I can remember. I’m waiting for the day It will all be fucken over
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GRIMPLE - NO RETURN
02:57
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Living. Breathing. Fucking. Shitting. Law of life do As thy will. No orders no borders no fucking Commands my body my mind, my choice to conceal Too much time passes to fucking quick. Holding On just to let things go. Breaking things to fit Into place. And pick up the pieces no one would Know. Well it’s not just a passing generation Welcome to it’s a dying world. I will rejoice And do what I will. As I hope for no return! Crutches, no longer stable year after year. Words unspoken good friends die on an annual Bases. The wheel of family has been broken.
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The lust of the fallen flame
To reap and kill again
I didn’t see the rising sun
It turned and ran away from me
Sometimes you got to question
Was it all pain…
Pain of being.
We cross the broken bridge
And we struggle against the winds
We’re running from the sun
Arise nocturnal one!
Blood runs (X4)
Can you see these smiles
Can you remember
The struggle against the crying
The trend plain to see
Suffering for their crimes
It was a gaze
It was this concrete haze
That makes the blood run cold
Suffering for these wars
Forced to kill, die for their will
My soul has been sold
Kill my kind young and old
Forced to kill
Die for their will
Your soul has been sold
Kill Your kind young and old…
Fuck You!
Can You remember
The blades that cut so deep
Forced to watch some crawl
On their fuckin’ knees
It was this daze
It was this concrete haze
That makes the blood run cold
Suffering for their wars
Kill the son
And watch him fall
Would you fuckin care at all?!
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LOGICAL NONSENSE - RAZED
03:10
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RAZED
Look Beyond Your Hopes
Beyond your shattered city
Beyond a thousand worthless smiles
And a million fractured dreams
No, it’s not to be there
Not hard once you accept the fact
And remember that extinction
Is coming your way
It’s WAR this time…
You Can believe what’You want to believe
That does;t mean that it’s true
Won’t be driven blind your
Fuckin’ religion
Telling me what to do,
And you can run to Jesus Christ
When you need a savior
It’s not hard to see
Hiding from reality…
And You can believe,
And You can believe,
Choke, Crawl, Kneel, Obey, Believe,
Believe in the hidden falling,
True to be, decide….Congratulations
It’s to be, decide…congratulations
It’s just a lie calling to your head
It’s hope that
Assimilation….Crucifixiation
Look beyond your death,
Beyond your failed promises
Beyond all you seem to be,
And all you’ve left behind,
Can’t you see that’s your fear
Why God has left you here
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Can You hear time, calling out your name
Will you hear the promise of a new life
Or will you turn from me again
Of course you know what is, was
Always shall be
And when we reign
We will not forget none of our pain
Nor our dead loved ones misery
What is was always shall be
Have we become so depraved
Witness this atrocity
You mean nothing to no one
You meant everything to me
Was it just the falling
Just more broken promises
We’re running under a full moon
Left to die
And We couldn’t care less
We couldn’t care less
And now I just don’t know
Which way to go or what to do
And when we reign
We will not forget none of our pain
Nor our dead loved one’s misery
What is always shall be
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Some people turn a blind eye
While others stop and stare
Some people refuse to believe
In something that isn’t fair
You know solid, touchy-feely
Fucking reality…
If everything could be explained…
We would know everything.
This tragic human story
Goes on day by day
We fail to foresee
The consequences that give us pain eh.
We sit so bloody arrogant thinking
We understand the question of
This unquenchable fire,
Our Conscience movement
Predicted by Sub-conscience
Sub-conscience, Sub-conscience desire
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You Fucking Pig !
I'll ignore his screaming, rip him into paradise
Cut this pig into fucking bits slice by slice by slice
I've got new vision, devised new means
This fuckin' pig doesn't matter to me
Rip up this mother fuckin' swine
Rip it's identity
Just kill that fuckin' swine!
We'll ignore his screaming anguishing from his restraints
Wrenching teeth spasms have reached bloody violent extremes
and we'll all gut this fucking pig chop off his head and balls
We'll all smile watching this fucking pig
Watching him die on the floor
Heart rate quickens, pulse quickens and blood flows
And my anger grows and fuckin grows and grows
I'll ignore the screaming rip him into paradise
We'll cut this pig up into bits slice by slice by slice
I've got new visions, got new means to make dreams reality
Oh how I like to watch this fuckin pig screaming
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Mental insurbordination
Overthrow of belief
Concrete expectations
Drown fast in this chaotic sea
Limits, suddenly forgotten
A million Screams the constant hum
Mankind's hysteria evident
His future fades into oblivion..
The stares continue..
Mouths wide, gaping
Flux of, flux of , flux of paranoia
The screams continue
Man grows numb…
To the bitter reality
Caused by his own,
His bloody fucking actions
Chaos swarms
Children smother
The rape of the mother
Fucked by the father
Chaos swarms, children smother
Head swells with anxiety
Breach the walls, crush the pleas
Fucked the….fuck the enemy
Ignore, ignore the waves,
Waves of disbelief
His future clear as fog,
Mankind a rancid piece of meat,
Extinction a starving, starving dog
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