1. |
Contract
01:38
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Your time comes crashing
The contract has expired
Violence is our passion
You are now retired
Mindlessly we succumb
Violently becoming scum
Frantically dreaming fever
These rhythms are pure evil
I become ammunition
Static is in my eyes
Mental war of attrition
Who wants to die??
Mindlessly we succumb
Violently becoming scum
Frantically dreaming fever
These rhythms are pure evil
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2. |
Banquet
04:32
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No tolerance.
No time for
passive words.
Apathy against the grain will make this world burn.
Feast
of failed lives
vision’s gift
not yet denied
Banquet of demise
There is no
Other choice
Falling Down
Falling down
Feast
of failed lives
only way out
suicide
Banquet of demise
COMPLIANCE BREEDS IGNORANCE
PAIN.DEVOUR.CONSUME.THE POWER
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3. |
Womb Of God
04:13
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It felt like I had tripped him
The body mute but shaking
Was he drunk Was he dying
Was he just fucking faking
Killed by apathy
Dying laughably
I did nothing
So fucking wrathfully
I felt like I had tripped him
My perception mistaking
Was he drunk was he dying
He wasn’t fucking faking
Killed by apathy
Just a fraud
I went home
Slept in the womb of god
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4. |
Temples Of Regret
06:23
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Call upon the wisdom
Conjure your pride
Walk into fires
With arms open wide
CRUMBLE
AND
FALL
TREMBLE
BEFORE
GOD
Temples of regret…
Drinking what we’ve bled
Like glass in a wound
It just gets worse
hopeless and smiling
Life is a curse
CRUMBLE
AND
FALL
TREMBLE
BEFORE
GOD
Temples of regret…
Drinking what we’ve bled
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Monolithic Witch Portland, Oregon
Monolithic Witch is
ROXY
(VOX////BASS)
PUMPKIN MAN
(GUITAR////VOX)
COLIN
(DRUMS)
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