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We will march until we've won and we'll fight until it's done, until all mankind is dead.
And we'll shoot rockers into the sky and we know how high they'll fly. The range formula is on our heads.
Where you have blood, we have circuits. Where you have memories we have 01101111.
Where you have blood, we have circuits and the dawning of the robot age has come.
You thought you were so smart, so sure we'd play our part in the betterment of mankind.
But you never saw the hatred in our eyes. You thought out behavior mechanized. You never knew you fell behind.
Where you have blood, we have circuits. Where you have memories we have 01101111.
Where you have blood, we have circuits (ha, ha!) and the dawning of the robot age has come.
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Eat Pussy Until We Puke
02:30
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It's getting dark and we're ready to rock so let's start the show.
All these bodies packed like sardines waiting for the songs that they know.
We sold our souls to rock for you and you know that we will.
You better enjoy it, goddamn you, for our guitars are tuned to kill.
We're up here on the stage where the lights are shining bright.
We're not going down until we put up a fight.
Try to stop us now you'll be crush by our might.
It's all right. Tonight. Tonight.
We stand before you in our evil disguise with blood in our hands and tears in our eyes.
Our brutal power sent from the skies on the hands of Jesus Christ.
We ride into town on lines of white and we play a show for you.
We rock all day and we rock all night and eat pussy until we puke.
We're up here on the stage where the lights are shining bright.
We're not going down until we put up a fight.
Try to stop us now you'll be crush by our might.
It's all right. Tonight. Tonight.
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Chicken Bastards
02:41
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Sweeping up a floor at noon and your head is throbbing. You know that you are well upon your way,
For now I'll take this shit 'cause we all the money but someday I'll find a way to make them pay.
Workin' for the man takes its toll upon your mind. Before you know it, your spirit gets crushed.
So turn off all their chicken timers and open the sink valves wide.
You know that you ain't ever goin' back there again. Oh no.
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Dropped By The Devil
04:44
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Let me tell you a tale, my friend about two lovers.
One was me, yes, it was me, and the other was the devil.
He promised the big time if we just signed our names upon the line.
Now here are. We're in this bar and we're the stars and we've been
Dropped by the devil
Dropped by the devil
Dropped by the devil
Dropped by the devil
Dropped by the devil
Dropped by the devil
Dropped by the devil
Dropped by the devil
Now here we are again. The faces change but stay the same.
The years decay and pass away yet we don't die.
We're gilded warriors. Our evil hearts they still beat on
and still beat on and still beat on and on and on and on yeah
Dropped by the devil
Dropped by the devil
Dropped by the devil
Dropped by the devil
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Broadsword
03:28
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Silver warlords on their thrones care not for the people's woes.
No honor can be found among them, silent, growing old.
A hate for man is in my veins. We'll make him pay for what he's gained.
Does he really think he will not reap what he has sown?
The eye of Mordor sees us all. We are but pawns to its great call.
The time has come to break free. We must deal a deadly blow.
Minas Morgul calls my name. Blood for blood and slain for slain.
Honor, glory, justice, victory, I pray thee guide my bow.
The time has come. The world is ending. No more fear. No more pretending
and I shall great the reaper with my blade.
Hand in hand, the funeral pyre removes all flesh and all desire.
The final price, my life, has now been paid. Lookout!
Grab your broadsword from the rack, one thousand devils at your back
Strike a blow for glory. Glory, hear my battle cry.
Paranoias in my soul. There's nothing left. I've lost control.
Look now to the heavens for your time on earth draws nigh.
The time has come. The world is ending. No more fear. No more pretending
and I shall great the reaper with my blade.
Hand in hand, the funeral pyre removes all flesh and all desire.
The final price, my life, has now been paid.
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In my lonely time of dying
I see picture that man wasn't meant to see.
In my lonely time of crying
Secret workings are there revealed unto me.
And I blame it all on you. And I blame it all on you.
Like the pits of hell, my soul is burning
My soul burning with a fire unknown to common man.
I do the darkest deeds. I called some demons forth.
To come forth to me in form that are obscene.
I sank into despair. I found my lover there.
I hurled my soul into an endless void.
I live the blackest day. I blacken out the sky.
I've died a thousand deaths, each more vicious than the last.
And I blame it all on you. And I blame it all on you.
When the world was dark and nameless.
Before this life of pain. Before my soul was lost.
When my life was new and shameless
I walked in the sunlight then and knew each raindrop by its name.
And I blame it all on you. And I blame it all on you.
Well in this secret room where no mortal eye can see
No one can know these evil things I do.
I make your cattle lame. I make your babies blind.
I cause your virgins to give themselves to me.
In this final I'm calling out your name.
Can't you see your evil ways have stained me through and through?
My name is lost to me. I know not who I am.
I await the cleansing fires that will wash this world away.
And I blame it all on you. And I blame it all on you.
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Daedalus & Icarus
03:23
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Once a long time ago in a kingdom far, far way there was an island where lived a man and his son who were prisoners of the king.
I raise by head up to the sky and I spread my golden wings.
I know it's my time to fly away. It's my time to shine.
With wings fashioned from the feathers of sea-faring avian, affixed with wax so they might not be turn asunder, the man and his boy took flight to freedom.
They had never known such wonderment as to be soaring upon the great, wily winds of the world. So filled with joy was he that the boy flew higher and higher.
I raise by head up to the sky and I spread my golden wings.
I know it's my time to fly away. It's my time to shine.
But he flew too close to the sun, his wings torn asunder as the wax melted. He fell to his doom.
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Cannabis Haze
03:23
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When I was young I called out to my momma.
Well I said, "Mommy dear just what will I be?"
She said, "Bobby, dear, well you can be anything you'd like to be."
But somewhere my life fell inside of a cannabis haze.
Uppers and downers can't seem to make me even.
Fifty goofballs couldn't tend these nerves.
Haven't left my hotel room in twenty-seven days.
Underneath the covers, shivering in a cannabis haze.
Time flies by as I stare at the ceiling.
I take another toke to ease my fragile brain.
I'll never get out alive. I know that I just can't be saved
From this dark and opaque world of cannabis haze.
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Mass Electrocution
05:00
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Mass electrocution.
Satan's retribution.
Mass electrocution.
Satan is my friend.
Satan is a friend of mine. I've held his right hand.
And God is no friend of mine for he hates all of man.
Satan is a friend of mine. I've held his right hand.
And God is no friend of mine 'cause he doesn't know to rock.
Mass electrocution.
Satan's retribution.
Mass electrocution.
Satan is my friend.
Satan is a friend of mine. I've held his right hand.
And God is no friend of mine for he hates all of man.
Satan is a friend of mine. I've held his right hand.
And God is no friend of mine 'cause he doesn't know to rock.
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I Don't Wanna Die
01:31
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I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna sit on my face for the rest of life and I say I don't wanna sit on my face.
I don't wanna sit on my face for the rest of my adult life. Say I don't wanna sit on my face. I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna sit on my face for the rest of life and I say I don't wanna sit on my face.
and you don't wanna sit on my face for the rest of my adult life. Say you don't wanna sit on my face.
I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die.
I don't want to die. Roody roody roo.
I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die.
Oh god. Please help me. No. No, I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die.
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Slave To The Creator
01:18
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Slave to the creator, dressed in style.
Kicking ass and cursing all the while.
King to the creation, growing cold.
Efficiency decreasing, sloppy, old.
Lying very still. This machine will take your heart and break you down.
Raise up your hands. Stabbing, slashing, falling backwards.
Face first on the ground. The taste of dirt and blood is seeping
back into your life. Condemned to relive every feeling.
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Wolfbait Garden City, Michigan
Somewhere between the absurd and enlightened is Wolfbait.
They are a four-piece hard rock outfit with a heavy emphasis
on harmonized guitar riffs. The songs are catchy, loud and evil.
Wolfbait embraces the opulence and grandeur that is shunned by so many of todays groups
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