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Conquest
02:11
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Dream violent give your soul
This pass over feeds fate
Take over crack concrete
Crush enemies no peace
Swear open tongue silenced
Breathe through the nose coffin
Crucible tested society
Selfishness corrupted sovereignty
Catalyst basilic repentance
Black smoke creature ember cascade
Foreign objects invade the scene
Plastered onto the wall
After this has run it's course
Then we prepare for war
Wake up don't let me see this I don't want to be afraid
Can't quell the first desire to see the chaos made
Yes perfect form precious
Oh look at that
More more more beautiful
Grace granted gave
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War
02:18
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Forward march conquer
Onward through the storm
Spare no life none
Take your fill pillage
Empty sorrow cross eyed
Broken nonsense hog tied
Rats run rampant divide
Coffin cancer we die
I have found the common problem
Centuries of selfish rations
Move forth take it all
Back of the line
Judgement has come
Repent as if God's ears have not been closed to the sounds of all the screams
This is the product of war lambs at the slaughter
Bleak is this the heaven to come? What says the poets?
This is the rapture foretold by the prophets the son of God comes to reclaim his throne
Burn their flag into the fire they fall
Returning dust to dust ash to ash
To ash soak in the soot
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Famine
02:07
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Pariah I can see it now
We have all been blinded by the fallen angel
We are all to blame morose
Brought upon ourselves this mess is ours
Soldier what's your purpose now?
Oh how the kingdom falls to rubble
Into oblivion they stake their claim
Fighting the spill and agglutination is this what man's become?
Desecrate marking all the scum
Suffering cannot be contained
Apocalypse staring at the void
Flooded black losing light and life
Taking the sum of all of it's parts as if there's a crack in the floor
Beaten and battered and broken and worn I'm sick of this flesh prison
Ready to face the foreign expanse Lord I am coming home
I see the light of grace
Spread the plague spread the plague spread the plague I need it
Can't decide can't relate can't return
Time returns to the hand that's out of reach and I fall back down to earth
What is the point in screaming louder when nothing comes after this?
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Pestilence
03:01
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God has sentenced us
Death plight suffering
wrathful always said He was
Claims what He has made
All roads pointed here sin triumphed
Took an offering for granted
Revealed all of their true colors fragile and scared
I don't see an end for miles nowhere to run
Open mouth take away the right to speak
I sense the grace of He who has suffered rebirth
Praise be to He who issues holy punishment
I feel malaise and I'm barely conscious fade out
Break out hollow cold world
Father issues judgement
Eyes cannot behold Him
Righteous is the one who kept the word
Crucifier
Heavens angel
Takes his place
Revelation
Severed nation
Revel in the mess you leave behind
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HU-MID Toledo, Ohio
4pc Mathcore Ensemble.
Hailing from Toledo OH we aim to bring you odd meters and
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Nathan Randolph - Guitar/Vocals
David Bixler - Guitar
Reed Jackson - Bass
Evan Scott - Drums
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