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Supremacy
01:50
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It's said power corrupts, but corruption is essential
To fulfill an evolutionary condition
To take back
And take all that they can
Maintain their supremacy
Dominance, a seductive game
And a tenuous position
To take back
And take all that they can
Maintain their supremacy
A rhetoric of loss and pain
Is posed to maintain the advantage
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Where's our son and his Mom
The notification sent a directive
That our zone will be subject
Buildings turn to rubble
At moments notice
5 minutes left till the strike
Collect whatever memories
Hesitate to grieve and we die
Buildings turn to rubble
At moments notice
It's too late
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Days and Nights
01:39
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Doesn’t matter what you do
We’re racing to the tipping point our death is what we're seeing thru
The days and nights carry on as the earth steadily decays
Our resistance sounds our death knell
The hubris which carried us is now the source of our destruction
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Late to the Grave
02:09
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Deranged by the fact that your life is the model of convention
You scream and you cry
That they’re taking your rights
And the establishment is feeding you lies
With your tattoos and protest songs you emote the condition of your oppression
You scream and you cry
That they’re taking your rights
And the establishment is feeding you lies
You old fucks, you burn outs, your late to grave, just fuck off and die
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Instruments of War
02:15
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Protection is an instrument of war /
Peace is an instrument of war /
Since when does it have to make sense
Young and old have to die
Destitute have to die
The burden must be borne
For the nation's right / to preserve what's true
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They'll All Die Soon
01:32
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For the service which they bestowed
Is the prize of insecurity and fear
They’ll all die soon
As the children wave off the troops
Their parents mull over their fate
They’ll all die soon
The time is up
The job is through
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Eulogy
02:31
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If one needs to honor those that have departed
And their great sacrifice for the nation -- then let it ring out
Those that were forced on ships
And those that got wiped away
And those that still toil to provide for your ordinary existence
The eulogy for this sacrifice is never truly spoken
How can cold blood warm the heart of a nation
The eulogy for this sacrifice is never truly spoken
How can old blood ever wash off the hands of great men
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Wreckage
01:43
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Society moves forward then gets pulled back leaving us with nothing
Trapped in this world and this world is a wreckage
Society moves forward then gets pulled back leaving us with nothing
Trapped in this world and this world is a wreckage
Rich men and the games they play
Our lives are the currency that they gamble and they play high
Trapped in a world that's a smoldering wreckage of our human existence
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Wreckage Los Angeles, California
D-Beat Raw Punk
@wreckage.la
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