1. |
Behind The Walls
01:59
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Continet of arsenicum and asbest
infesting hatred in urban minds
propaganda for scared souls
to protect their ”luxury” soil
Build up your walls real high
enough to reach poisoned skies
the dream of unity for all
constructing more decay & fall
not able to reach the quota
your land is bought into a crisis
A burning EU-topia
EU-rope around your neck
Instead of your 3rd reich views
left into a ghetto for fools
unable to realise
inside these walls we die
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2. |
After 10
02:06
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After the last child's laugther
After the park closes down
After the last kiss goodnight
After the empty bottles are gone
After 22, Grim reality kicks in
After 22, No place to hide
BR: the demons are set to arise
After 22, set to leave sanctuary
After 22, bathing in (one's) own misery
After 22, the last drop of blood & sweat
After the final nightmare unleashed
After 22, I wont be here
After 22, fett dangling from a tree
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3. |
The Weight
01:39
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As dragged down a hole
A weight that can't be worn
I feel the shame as I go
Body and soul get totally torn
The weight
Dead weight
From a certain degree of of shit
where inner madness collides
I feel the stench so truely
as the rot can heal the lie
The weight
Dead weight
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4. |
Rest
02:00
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Sick and tired , wanna spew it out
This daily rat-race ,this faul competition
The point where others crack
has been reached in the past
No matter what lays in front
the clock has broken down
Under the sheets i lay my ground
6 feet under an isolated past
Unable to find a peacefull rest
fueled by a pest
the wheels of my machinery
reap aloud non stop
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5. |
Auto-Charity
01:37
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who doesn't love a lost cause
from selfish ergoism pleasure
the guilt washed away
to live in peace for another day
No wish for a future
chains soon be unlocked
Our human instinct programed to please
our need for auto-happiness, a sign of greed
to fullfill the feel good factor inside
to use other ones to keep aive
Prey on the lost one's soon to leave
pay with false love to satisfy your needs
A slowly farewell for allready forgotten cause
Another lost cause, easy to please
expl. The urge to donate, just for our self interest
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6. |
Sworn
01:55
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The pact is written & signed
the contract of fear, and slowly drown
Signed in the blood of millions of souls
Engraved, my own epitaph of thoughts
Sworn, never again
Sworn, to die a bit more
the belief in anyone, anything, gone
the route is drawn
no heaven or safe haven is my port
no gods no masters can save this soul
Sworn, to walk alone
Sworn, to suffocate my own choice
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7. |
Fill The Void
02:23
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Filled with laugther
Consumed up by hate
Fucked by birth, a downhill blues
a void of disgrace
Filling the void
with drugs and booze
To fill an empty shell
in a spiral world
Cannot confide/in equal goals
Cannot escape from the silent noise
Filled with drugs, where there should be love
Eaten raw by voices stuck in my head
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8. |
Crumble
01:53
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time wasted on modesty
and infernal doubt
just one touch away
and it's still not enough
to carres, to hold
to forget about the cold
Inside
Fall apart
Outside
Crumble
this cage caleld mind
this burden is my heart
fed by blood, the motor restarts
too much electricity passing by
a fine confortable mess, my mind
scared to break through
Inside
Fall apart
Outside
Crumble
Battles approach, an inner conflict
the will to do, the invitation to take control
the wispers of wisdom, passin by
the shout of reason dies
Livin the moment as it's the last
choices taken when logic fries
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9. |
Much And Many
01:43
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Too many thoughts
Too much to say
Too small to think
Too lil to do anything
Too much of this world destruction terms
Too many of us to breath and provide our swarm
Too dumb to care and realise
Too less to come outside
Too humble to stand up
Too small to feel & give a fuck
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10. |
Open Water
02:27
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Brought into lies
by tucks and ties
Sent by the reeper
in the mudshits deeper
In a world of shit
some refuse to swallow
Behind all the sacred
all seems so shallow
Round their tables
it is all about the faith
What`s not for sale
on your knees (praying ) in a drowning grave
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Voidfiller Malmö, Sweden
EUROPEAN DISASTER
Adam - guitarr
Christoffer - drums
Oskar - voice
Pjär - bass
Steff - guitarr
Stiv - voice
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