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Intro
00:41
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The Last Nail
02:13
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Face down, Pinned into the dirt
Ten swords in my back
Reigniting the pain.
Absent feeling
Come undone
Another lesson is learned
With each crippling breath I remember.
Still waters beckon beyond.
I cast my sights ahead,
the blinding rays cast down on the horizon
All order is temporary
This punishment is the final war.
Life is the greatest threat
Only one way out we all face it
Laying in an open shallow grave
I will carry this curse until I hammer
The very last nail
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3. |
Tightening Chain
01:39
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The light is torn from it's host;
Ransacked and bastardized.
A mere shell remains
Fused to a life of spasmic function.
Evasive and unwavering;
"For the people"
By a stone-hearted shadow.
Left to crawl lost and alone
At the heels of black robes
Through their halls of darkening prophecies.
To strive for a cure or follow?
Fight with all of your strength and volition.
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4. |
Never An Option
01:19
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Indignation.
Starving for everything you are.
Walk in the shadow cast by your immolation
In exchange for some kind of answer
Suspend disbelief,
Choke on the fire, Die for the word.
Intangible forces mold the form.
All along this was never an option;
An over-dramatization drilled in skull-by-skull.
A broken foundation for each burdened life.
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Institutional Bloodshed
03:51
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Festering shrine to savage betrayal
Living in fear of the self-righteous word.
This crumbling mass of faux-piety
Will never escape its shackles.
Indentured servitude
hidden behind billboards and glowing screens.
As smog fills the air,
vast mobs of the enslaved claw each other to shreds.
Ancient chains turn this engine;
The cycles grind to a crawl.
Agents of weaponized starvation
watch as their greed fuels the fall.
We all come to be of the bloodshed
Desensitized to it’s horror.
It never ends, [this] inherited trauma;
Generations in the crosshairs.
One common evil. One common foe.
War, disaster [and] chaos brings us back to life.
War is everlasting. Chaos reigns eternally.
Wasting the metropolis
Awaken the will to keep fighting
A violent way out; your self-reliance is in their control. Your life is not your own.
Let our death bring in a better age;
Something worth dying for
A laceration across the throat of the planet
An internal loss of blood
to bring the entire thing to its knees
The roads ahead are paved with dismemberment
Into the rising sun, towards a new social order
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WOUNDVAC Phoenix, Arizona
Woundvac is a 4-piece hardcore/grind band formed in 2014 from Phoenix, AZ
Rich - Vocals
Drew - Guitars
Kiel - Bass
Brian - Drums
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