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Vietnam 1966
02:37
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Instrumental
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2. |
Remains With Pain
02:31
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Generations suffer of constant torture
Birth defects that seem to never cease
Agent orange spilt across their land
Communal impact over half a century
Families cry out to a peaceful future
From years of nothing but a butchered existence
A deadly dioxin
Contamination embed
Innocent soils retain
For a concerned amount of time
No solution in sight
The war was all done
The fight was over
South east country embraces a taste of freedom
But it still remains with pain
Even though the battle is ceased
And the weaponry sounds are gone
A chemspilt aftermath heart still beats
And it all remains with pain
And it all remains with pain
And it all remains with pain
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3. |
Organic Mass Corrosion
03:07
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Assault by deadly poison
To make all life decay
No care for consequences
This is their only way
Chemical affliction
tortured innocence – mutates
Generations screaming
from the fallout of their hate
Born to a life of suffering
Such agonizing pain
Burning flesh through corrosion
Slow death is their only fate
No escape.. deteriorate..
Genocidal human waste
can’t hide behind...
Saying it’s all in the past
Washing their hands clean of blood
Campaign for a hideous warpath
Can’t face what they’ve done..
Mass radioactive horror
Piling bodies festering
Following orders without question
Humanity’s greatest sin..
Fallen to the hands
of violent attrition,
Can’t get a grasp
on their cruel decisions
Of war...
Who they’re fighting for...
What for...
Flesh melts away!
Biofuel to make toxic flora
Causing victims to suffocate
Crippled by this unseen terror
With no way to retaliate,
Swept away with the ghosts of history
In the negligence of the past,
Time has not slowed this misery,
Once again it slips through the cracks...
Now to end this tyranny
Will this generation last?
Born to a world of ruin,
With the future now in their hands
Faced with a choice – to save or destroy
Which path they take
Will determine the struggle to survive!
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4. |
Strike Wounded
06:18
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Laying, in a bloody pool of mess
Fallen for your countries war
Abandoned, left to rot and die
No one round to hear your cries, Cant go on anymore
now you scream bloody gore
the world's a sad fallen state
Think you can change the path of our fate?
No you fool, you're way too late - Way too late!
Strike Wounded!
A piercing round, enters your fleshy shell
Strike Wounded!
Unmatched pain, ushers you into hell
Strike Wounded!
Death calls, he couldn't come fast enough
Strike Wounded!
This is the end, destroy the world for us
Conscripted, to serve, for the nation state
Stand in line like your old blood line
Brainwashed, like another, marionette
Evil puppeteers,
make you dance the murderous waltz
Gun down, innocence
Don't let the public know
this is where their tax dollars go
Honour, is worthless, in this land
Be your honour in death!
Strike Wounded! With a piercing round
Strike Wounded! Unmatched pain
Strike Wounded! Death calls
Strike Wounded! This is the end!
Forests, burning down
all around this countries fertile ground
Cities, left to face
the coming solace from the human race
Forge the Earth, into place
its a barren land of dirt, left to waste
Forecast, showing red
paint the ground with your led, evil dead
Comrades, save me
I've got a bullet wound in my face
stop the blood flow before I leave this place
The fires, are spreading
take the leaders heads to the guillotine
Crush their puny heads, while the people sing.
No heart, can be found inside
Nothing living left, just a hollow shell
Feeling death creep, slowly turning to decay
Burn it all down, no point to it all
Why must, the peasants
serve as pawns for the aristocrats
Treating us like ants, for their selfish acts
Fascistic, tyranny, bludgeoning
the poor that they use and play
nothing but a dog, to command and slay
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5. |
Infiltrate Destroy
04:54
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Drafted to a foreign land
18, locked and loaded
Thrown in rank
do as I say and march upon your orders
Loosing sight
what lies ahead
as man's engulfed by jungle
Server ties with fallen brothers
their blood rests on the soil
Black hawks reign
It's a fire fight
One destination
The front line!
Their bodies fly
Give up or die
Depopulation
It’s them or us!
Do as I command
I say infiltrate destroy
Sacrificial pawns
your name lives on true patriot
Soldiers bound by suffering
for the pursuit of greater good
The rush of battle is a potent
lethal form of drug
Black hawks reign
It's a fire fight
One destination
The front line!
Their bodies fly
Give up or die
Depopulation
It’s them or us!
Mayhem
Chaos
Destroy
All
Mayhem surrounds us
Chaos that binds us
Destroy what’s different
All will suffer!!!
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Huey
05:27
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Born to fight
The numbers are called
and I'm doing my part
Riding high
My flag on my sleeve
with my boots on the ground
One from a line of soldiers passed
A father's son left to carry his gun
Push forth the legacy as we fight
For the spirit of what's ours
Armed to the nines
I clench my gun as my chariot ascends
Carry me away
In a mechanical roar we leave them behind
Preserving a line of victory
For the sake of freedom and liberty
Eyes from the sky as the chopper soars
My battalion, we go to war!
Decieved by their words
Decieved by their ways
Haunted by The Huey's roar
Forevermore
The barking of guns
Rolls on in my head
Haunted by the Huey's roar
Forevermore
Outgunned and Outmatched,
An oversight of the enemy's plan
Surprise ambush from our surrounds
The bullets grind us down
Depleted masses, and wounded remain
I clench my gun as the chopper descends
Eyes to the sky while paralysed
How will the spirit carry on?
I'm coming home
I don't feel the same since I've been away
They all curse at me
The cards I was dealt, have I been played?
They'll remember this day with a falling crest
Their hope begins to crumble down
My bullet wounds reopened every time
I hear the chopper's roar
No guns big enough for their tactical strike
The soldiers all fall; have we lost this fight?
History is written by the victor they say
How will we choose to remember this day?
Haunted by the Hueys roar
Decieved by the words and decieved by their ways
The years of my youth gunned down in a blaze
The sounds of the guns rage on in my head
The sights of the jungles that I never left
History is written by the victor they say
How will we choose to remember this day?
Haunted by the Hueys roar
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7. |
Beseiged By Napalm
05:36
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Death from above
World is aflame
Spewing forth wall of devastation
Running for their lives
Innocent or guilty
No one escapes, none survive
Flesh drips away
Inferno consumes
Innocence will not save
From the hellfire...
Destroyer, of life
Wall of fire...
Inferno consumes
Flesh drips away
Besieged...
Besieged by Napalm
Cry out
As you melt before your eyes
Anguish
As you’re burnt alive
Horror
Gasping for breath
Surrounded by flames
Begging for death
Man, woman and child
Their sanctuaries defiled
Casualties denied
Their innocence defied
No protection from harm
Besieged by Napalm!
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8. |
Devastation Obsession
05:29
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Rivers of blood
flow across the barren plains
Bringing colour to a desolate world
stained grey
I'd rather hear your screams
than taste your ignorance on my lips
Shooting for the pleasure
life and death within my fingertips
My art is murder
now you must surely pay
For art is fundamental to your life
or so they say
With your blood I paint a canvas
telling all that’s true
Wicked red smeared top to bottom
still I'm feeling blue
My addiction
The need to kill
I’ve got a taste for blood
Now it must all be spilled
ADDICTED TO THE KILL
DYING TO GET MY FILL
DEVASTATION OBSESSION
All the power in my hands
a visitor to this land
My sanity a timebomb
ticking in my brain
The first drips of blood I tasted
have imprisoned logic thought
The souls I stole have taken hold
my brain is fucking rort
Addicted to the kill x 4
Can never get enough
I need to quench my dying thirst
The venom it flows through me
but I welcome my new curse
My weapon is my paintbrush
in my art I get my thrills
I hear the bell
prepare for hell
my time it’s time to kill
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9. |
Ceasefire Ataraxia
08:43
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Instrumental
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