Distorted Force : Depersonalization

Progressive Metal / Greece
(2012 - Self-Released)
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1. DEPERSONALIZATION

(Instrumental)


2. AVENUES OF DOPPED LUST

Hey there, you seem like you don't care
You know you failed to
Taste the dream you stare

But who told you
That they play a game that's fair?
You think they re saint but
You ve been fed lies and despair

You are the sleeping god
A lying giant in me
You are the wasted lamp
A scar I feel but can't see

Lord of the unfound world
In avenues of doped lust
What will I should become?
As taste crescent you so fast

Feel
Scent
Sight
Zest

A last approval
For a visualized last trend
Pre-saled expressions
Beneath communication leds

I wish I could scream
Straight deep in the air
But I cant born
A fucking sound wave to be heared

You are the sleeping god
A lying giant in me
You are the wasted lamp
A scar I feel but can't see

Lord of the unfound world
In avenues of doped lust
What will I should become?
As taste crescent you so fast


3. STORMS FOR PILLS

People think we re mental sck
People think we take storms for pills
What can you do when they sell on?
Coorporations and nations are bonded by blood

In social flocks you re trapped in
Drug shots hit your will so deep
For not be eaten from a wolf
You must stop being a sheep

We have not came to
World in order to
Take commands from well
Iron suit dressed men

We have not came to
World in order to
Become jester fools
Pledge allegiance to you

Giving more for less
Or giving less for more
So how can you recall?
When your mind will hit the floor?

In social flocks you re trapped in
Drug shots hit your will so deep
For not be eaten from a wolf
You must stop being a sheep


4. HEADY SPEED PARADE

Once upon a time
I was down to Crete
I was killing flies
Watching tourist chicks

Then some of the guys
Had a fancy thought
''we should spend the night
Breathing nascar smoke''

I got on my car
Wear my seatbelt on
Ties smell in the air
Dressed a drifted road

As our racing starts
I keep gassing on
Road was burning fast
I still had control

Little meter back
Of a killing swing
Quick roll of the helm
Hit was near miss

I stay on the speedway
Wheel starts drift away
Couldn't gain back control
Think I m gonna sway

I stay on the ground
But I loose the lane
Full run over grass
Heady speed parade

Sudden, out of nowhere
Dart a parked white van
Couldn't find the break
''time is running ... Fuck ...!


5. MACHINE FOOD THAT SPARED

Fuck your god, fuck churches fuck prayers and priests
Your philanthropic fairs, cars, money and feasts

Fear of difference, judge and hail the fake
Brutal dreams are been burned down and raped

Agents of an underground world
Machine food that spared
Gore life blast rage
Cause our future is been buried

Fate is no more than illusion
Servants are fate's construction
Change is a ground break's deliverance
Beauty is unequal eternal destruction

The rise of all damned
Spill the boiling blood
Hate for the reflect of the dawn
And shall freedom come

No more gods
No more slaves
Another sin has crossed the frame

Years passing and everything looks the same
Turn upside down the world
With flaming unheard prays

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