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Mental Gear - Lyrics Decadent Design no! thing! you! can! do! now, you see my plan i rule you by my side power stays inside of me you are all they see. you think you, are a man watch me see me deep inside you deep inside of you We will cum We'll over rise world will make us shine soon you see it is me who is ruling over thee no power out of command won't let might out from my hand keep it, inreach of me chorus: decadent design hands behind the curtain decadent brain result is declined in this game from decade to decade decadent forever for the name who is pumping your blood what is making you move common goal we share with decaded souls to bear no power out of command won't let you out from my hand keep her, inreach of me chorus: decadent design hands behind the curtain decadent brain result is declined in this game from decade to decade decadent forever for the name no power out of command won't let you out from my hand keep her, inreach of me chorus: decadent design hands behind the curtain decadent brain result is declined in this game from decade to decade decadent forever for the name Empty Seed go for the destination, spread all the way do my will: handfull of people say all from same place, from the same roots, all they know is taken from same source self-righteous handfull, collectors of the power all those hippocrate sons of god nothing but waste of cest. ripping drying mother earths breast to run same race again just give up any day, now. release empty seed chorus: bleeds for your kind and you go blind sands of time trough your mind (empty seed) here where living trees bow their heads, and babies dying in their beds, place where hope can't be found, and even gods are forever in death bound one who ever could destroy, (release us.) i don't care any more end to this only seed who has nothing to give (poison) end to this empty shell to run same race again just give up any day, now release empty seed chorus: bleeds for your kind and you go blind sands of time trough your mind (empty seed) Cry For The Grave i've tried so hard wait this all far too long to be a god on my own not just man on man shadow chorus: cry for the grave place where is solemn bleed all you have done and more cry for the grave cry for salvation, justice will be blind marching in your life Showhing to you my new face out of your command It will bring you down to disgrace and i run like never before towards to my destiny still every morning i see my speed is giving up to me chorus: cry for the grave place where is solemn bleed all you have done and more cry for the grave cry for salvation, can't see shame in dead eyes chorus: cry for the grave place where is solemn bleed all you have done and more cry for the grave cry for salvation and i run like never before towards to my destiny still every morning i see my speed is giving up to me chorus: cry for the grave place where is solemn bleed all you have done and more cry for the grave cry for salvation can't see shame in dead eyes cry for the grave place where is solemn bleed all you have done and more cry for the grave cry for salvation Trust Your Own Groove heart is on overdrive beating so hard every shot too far away we shall not fall don't wanna be rich, not just anybodys bitch only peacefull living don't spent all life to make a living live with heart as this head, don't get over ruled by your self keep your head straight don't get lured by the bate you will win by our fate what i have learn to know to who i must show frustrating unknowledge burned in our brain pile up minds dirt'n dust you burn like front of lust it just won't help you move head straight, and trust your own groove feel for yourself hate grows in your behest don't let them get you like all the rest loose your mind and lay your body on the ground live with heart as this head, don't get over ruled by your self keep your head straight don't get lured by the bate you will win by our fate Primitive they were many keeping us safe, bleed for us, we are alone no one hear no one watch we don't stab each others back chorus: 2000 years of christ, and we don't see 2000 years of god, lambs are inbreed sing your song to death ears cross your hands for closed eyes kneel, and no one care no common goal for us to share chorus: 2000 years of christ, and we don't see 2000 years of god, lambs are inbreed |
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