Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire : Visceral

Grindcore / USA
(2011 - Prosthetic Records)
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1. ///

(Instrumental)


2. LOWER THAN LIFE, HIGH AS THE SKY

In front of my eyes
A slow motion world on fire
Crushed and buried
My arms are cut with glass
And rage
My life-fucked
What amount of drugs
Will clean the hole in my heart ?
Fill the hole in my heart ?
Traveling through a sea of rot
Swimming with me
High as the sky and lower than life
God ? God ?
Not in this life
Fuck.


3. GARBAGE

Your waste smells better than your compromised morals and beliefs
Your spies don't even warrant a response from me
I should not have put my blackwhitedick inside of your hipster SS dead fucking body
Die
I have built a home for death in my head
Total fucking war
I'm at a loss
Never a way out
No life
No hope
No light


4. SPECIAL EDUCATION

I can't fake my life
All of the fucking time
I wear a hide of lies
To protect me from you
But now you're in my sights
Endless fire
Gone
Suffocated by your light
Enslaved by golden handcuffs
But not today
Not today


5. BIRACIAL

Swollen heart-full of dirt
Swollen brain-full of hurt
Broken dreams - I can't get back
Human connection - a skill I lack
The alien experience of growing up
Inhuman
Never knowing on which side I belong
Fuck it, never belong
Fuck


6. ASTHMATIC

An ever flowing river of blood
Drains from the hole in my stomach
Socially disemboweled
When the panic sets
I am suffocated by the modern world
When the shades are drawn
I aim my gun at the modern world
Fucking the mouth of my pathetic self abuse
Ruined by life as a ritual
Crawling inside of my mind
Out of the hands of life
Kill as a savage
Eat the enemy while they sleep
Burn the cloth
Don't believe in anything (x2)

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