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...Of The Part Of Herd
08:57
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...Of The Part Of Herd
People are mangy rabble
Love, compassion just disabled
I am prowling among
I've been there, oh so long!
I'm inseparable of herd
I'll be there until i'm dead
I can not find the way out
Contradictions rip my mind
Choke with weakness through the night
Opposite contrasts side by side
Love is getting on with hate
And i feel to change it now too late
All that was best in me failed
Foul replaced it retained
Selfishness accumulates
And i feel to stop it now too late
Who'll stay there after years?
Who'll behold my lonely tears?
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Graves Are Not Full
06:02
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Graves Are Not Full
While the human flocks browse on the ground
While the Nature allow us ruin her down
While we didn’t reach yet final bound
Graves are not full!
Till an equal men that we are calling foes
Live and breath entirely same air with us
Till their children are gaily laughing in the sandbox
Graves are not full!
Let the flame of faith to devour all untrue and scatter their ashes away
Murder all aliens and block our borders to exceed every unwanted way
Graves are not full!
Graves are not full!
Till a spark of freedom still smoulder in hearts
Till somebody have any slightest doubts
Till we didn’t broke any small resistance
Graves are not full!
Dig more graves for those who wear their own colors
Dig one more for those who have alien values
Dig another one for heterodoxes
Graves are not full!
Let our holy hate to devour all untrue and scatter their ashes away
Punish our enemies and block our borders to exceed every unwanted way
Graves are not full!
Graves are not full!
Till we forced to live near these dirty sluts
Till somebody pray to their ugly gods
We must tirelessly spill their blood
Graves are not full!
Till these insects crawl ‘round our heels
Till we hear a crunch under our wheels
Till we didn’t feed enough our steel
Graves are not full!
It is necessary to pluck up their seed and scatter remains around
Burn out their lairs, tear out their roots and raze their graves to the ground
[twice]
Graves are not full!
Graves are not full!
[twice]
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Grey-blooded
08:49
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Grey-blooded
I’m the one of luckiest ones
That always stay one step to triumph
Scrambling up but the mountain grows
I’m tired to death one foot a top off
Looking at me, going by
I’m unseen. Grey is my color
I potter about, stewing in safe
Keeping aloof to idle valour
Don’t be so severe
I’m ill yeah I’m seared
I’m sick: I’m hard-hearted
Really sick: I’m grey-blooded
The world around me now became pale
Usual so much up to obscurity
I’m going through but looking inward
Lumped on my needs and my security
Distant mischief don’t inflict on me
Faraway troubles, others’ adversities
Are not touching me, I’m intact
I'm similar to all, against diversity
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Autumn Night
06:06
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Autumn Night
Autumn night… Darkness seems to be touchable
Near like skin yet unachievable
Not a trace of light can be registered
Darkness looks like pitch-black resin
Fear of darkness grows in progression
Stick me around, no chance for evasion
Cover me like leather strait-jacket
Sealed up my eyes as scalding goudron
Darkness
Glue up my eyes
Darkness
I put in the stocks
Darkness
Bitter jelly
Darkness
Black gore is flowing away
And all of this is pierced by silence
Silence is flooding all without any violence
Like mazut slowly pour into my ears
I shall be deaf apparently till the end
I am forced to submit to its order
Now my skin going colder and colder
Cords of silence stick tighter and tighter
Fibres of silence weave in cocoon
Silence
Wedges in the ears
Silence
Stark paraffin
Silence
Cold adipose
Silence
White flood takes me away
Suddenly first ray struggle through the dark
Distant car honk reached my ark
Morning freshness soak through chitin
And now new horror penetrate me in
Barely I began to get accustomed
New day cut me as razor too rusted
Screw up my eyes, double up my body
What an agony… I wish to be dead
New day
Continuous headache
New day
Weight of past mistakes
Morning
Worse than any night
Morning
Reduce me to quiet despair
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5. |
Zone Of Alienation
12:20
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Zone Of Alienation
Hour and twenty three a.m.
Nineteen eighty six, night of
April twenty sixth, Saturday
Fifty seconds to disaster
After minute all was happened
Thousands [of people] was evacuated
[Their] homes now is zone of alienation
Cause of human imperfection
Wind blows among invisible trees
In red forest killed by nuclear debris
He, who buried in this concrete grave
Moan in suffer of hard gamma rays
First crew on the reactor roof
Doomed without necessary proof
Firefighting among deadly reek
All died in the next two weeks
Sharp x-rays pierced ‘em through
Eyes have been turned from brown to blue
Gloves was taken off together with skin
With indomitable vomit syndrome now begins
Tarpaulin Overalls
Gas-Mask Fire-hose
Helmet Rubber Gloves
Pounding Heart Sweat Kept Oath
Radioactive Steam
Acrid Smoke Tar Scalding Stream
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Halter Yaroslavl, Russia
Founded in 2009 in Yaroslavl, Russia, Halter is reviving the spirit of an old school Doom/Death Metal with Sludge and Stoner influences.
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