He Died : Corrodent - He Died

Grind Death / USA
(2018 - Aural Onslaught Records)
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CORRODENT

1. CURSED PLANET

Deforestation and habit loss
Animal extinction
Pollution and Waste
Modification of nature
The Earth is sick
Because of human greed


2. VIVISECTOR, FUCK OFF !

Pointless tests
Can't be applied on humans
Senseless pain
Dangerous for all

Unethical acts
Done for a business
Based on lies
Behind 4 walls...

Vivisector fuck off !


3. PAIN GIVER, LIFE TAKER

Animals born in suffering
Wishing that the torture will end
Pain giver
Life taker

Cursed to exist because of human greed
The life will end with memories of misery
Pain giver
Life taker

Why don't you see ?
That this is unnecessary...


4. ALWAYS THE SAME

You want another war
But look at the history
Your idiotic ideals are shit
Even if You win you will lose too
People will suffer
People will die
You are just a puppet
You will be the first to go...


5. SWEATSHOPS

Your product is the nightmare of everyday life for some
We should take a stand
Sweatshops exist
You may not seen them
But some people suffer
Think twice


HE DIED

1. THE MESS IS MADE

Lord of all the worst in me
Not meant to live, nor meant to breathe
You don’t know how it feels to be
The mess that lives inside of me

All I do
Is make enemies
Of the friends
Beside me

I have all these voices inside of me
I carry it all unconsciously

You are fucking worthless man


2. PUBLIC EXECUTION

Dead
Death
For all of us
Beat to death
To death
To death
For Ccause
No laws

This is what it comes down to
A death befitting us all
A public execution
A place for all of our hatred


3. PHARMACIDE (PUSHING DOPE WITH A DOCTORATE)

First my mom
Oh my god
Then my friends
Dead in the end
We all lose again
The push
and push
for more
The more you have the more you want
All my friends
Thanks heroin
No more friends
Must join them
Die for this
For us
For us
Pharmacide
Pharmacide


4. TOTAL WAR / LORDS OF SWARM

Won't heal
Self destruct
Battled hard
All those weak

We want more
We begged for total war

No winners
No one’s happy just weak
You’re bitter and happy
Petty faction disease
Puss swells, without control

Lost in the swing
The blood is lord
It controls
Your heart and your soul

What more do you need
Lost and destroyed
Destroyed all vaccines
To guard against our created disease

There’s no winners in times of pure greed
There’s no reason for expanded territory

Kill the creator destroyers of our world
They all deserve swift death
We the people
beg for total civil war
for them

Wont pay death
For created disease
All apart of social lobotomy
You pray for life, they give you death
All along a doctor’s knife

You beg forgiveness, your life is not yours
No gods no masters, kill all our landlords.

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