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Terminate Your Kind
01:43
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There's nothing real about you Nothing, nothing at all. Misery, is sharpening. It scissors my intestine, always, always around you. My reasons ill, justified, embrace my will, to terminate your kind...
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Kill the Clan
01:54
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Blinded, raped,still we stay with unconditional lust we'll never have to be depraved. Broken, cracked, don't look back on the decision to defend or to attack. Inside the mind of your crippled ways lie the fragments incapacitated shaped by shallow ice blackened by incisiveness to fully paralyze ties on the signal, erase the day, tempted, then fuckin incarcerated. Determine the line we lose. How I die is what I choose! Can u recognize what you did? Do you penetrate with civil, perfect order, with a righteous chaos that will not forever be condemned because of your intoxicated, lubricated, deprecated, mutilated ties on the signal erase the day, tempted then fuckin incarcerated? Determine the line we lose. How I die is what I choose, how I die is what I choose!You can't kill the clan,kill the clan. Destroy conformity throughout the land. You cant kill the clan. You cant kill the clan. Kill the clan.Kill the clan. Never undo the fist from this hand!
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The Day
03:10
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Until the descendant of God will befall me. The seconds that pass only fuel my heart darkly. Pray for the quickness, the silence unhumaneless. Faith in my action, actions will justify restlessness. Nothing to say while I wait for the day (X 2) Only consumed by the waste, that is you, that is you, that is you..... fuck!! Fading away and too late No forward steps in this state. Only consumed by the hate that s built for you.We wont wait. No, we wont wait for the day. We won't wait for the day. There will be no one to wipe down the blood you spilled. Better you know now before you lose what was killed. Time without focus will be spent with emptiness. Embracing your failure, you engrave absoluteness. Nothing to say while i wait for the day (x 2) We wont wait for the day. Sleep and drown and obey. No, we wont wait for the day. No one stands in our way. We will not fuckin wait to have our motherfuckin day! NO! Nowhere you'll run to hide again, I will find you!
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Diagnausea
03:23
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Run through life with rage instilled. Your victims who will give to you will give to you still. Grinding in your poison teeth that sink within, just deepening, and drain your giving reach. No place for failure. Target the weakened. The darkest is oldest. Survival of the sickest. Fight for time you burned away. A broken fist and tired wrist you question why you stayed. Once i had believed your ends. But falling down and seeing around I wasted what you gained. No place for failure. Target the weakened. The darkest is oldest. Survival of the sickest. You live and smile despite the hell, caused by your hunger to expel. The honour dies an so will you, with severed hands that fate cut through. The honour dies and so will you, with severed hands that fate cut through. I will skull fuck you. Make you scream like 2 advocates of truth. Spasm through and through, I will skull fuck you. You live and smile despite the hell, caused by your hunger to expel. The honour dies an so will you, with severed hands that fate cut through. The honour dies and so will you, with severed hands that fate cut through. I try to figure it out. Beyond the reasonable doubt. I try to figure it out.
It's unbelieveable how I try to figure it out. I try to figure it out, why you're believeable.
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My Bars, Your Bruises
04:10
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Redefining my, my, my goddamn decision.
The only glimpse of reality is seen through a cell of your agony. Only when the mouth is open, I'm disfigured, you're left broken with a tattered tongue, I'm taking 2 for 1, it's all I'll ever want by getting nothing done. Broken with a tattered tongue, I'm taking 2 for 1, all the words you say are black to my red sun, black to my red sun. My bars, your bruises deepen. My bars, your bruises sicken the last ounce of honor that I'll ever know poisoning, deafening,this rhythmic lunatic. My bars,your bruises inside me now. Drowned in, walked out, still taste salt on my tongue from your sea. Back broke from the split collision saved your skull from annihilation. Solidity can be ruptured quick, when my grip slips we"ll all be broken with a tattered tongue, I'm taking 2 for 1, it's all I'll ever want by getting nothing done.
Broken with a tattered tongue, I'm taking 2 for 1, all the words you say are black to my red sun, black to my red sun, black to my red sun, black to my red sun. My bars, your bruises thicken. My bars your bruises rotting the last ounce of honour that I've ever known, poisoning, deafening,this rhythmic lunatic. My bars,your bruises inside me now will create our fate. I am an amalgamation of dirt, blood, wrath, and aggrevation. Trustworthy. Would we be? I am hell. Certainly. Burn. Boom!!!
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Scarfold Montreal, Québec
Scarfold is a D.I.Y band from MTL made up of 4 members fed up with artificial mainstream and hypocrisy which are a way of life in today's society. They want nothing more but to unleash this frustration through an agressive, direct, and groovy Hardcore style ready to deliver mad truth in its purest form! This band exists since 2015 and will orchestrate chaos in the pit while passing the mic! ... more
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