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Feeding Time
02:35
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Scorched earth in a vile blitskrieg, last victims of the nuclear age, all is lost let us burn.
Great shame in a death we saw coming from miles away, torn apart left to rot, hang them all.
It’s feeding time!!
It’s feeding time!!
No use for a politician, who never thought much of you. Crushed by the mobs they let suffer.
No mercy for the new crowned king, prince or Queen, who grew fat while the world burns.
It’s feeding it’s feeding time
It’s feeding time it’s feeding time
It’s feeding time.
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Electric Elimination
02:23
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Nuclear winter awaits us all
Cling onto life in frozen helll
Tyrants have time to react
Left to die or live like rats
Suffering and nothingness
Suffering and crying out
Your lungs will crack like broken glass
Ignoring all warnings til the last
Let the dead outweigh us all
Embrace peace or die ablaze!
In the face of horror paralysed
In the face of horror paralysed
In the face horror. Your tear yourselves inside out
In the face of horror you tear yourselves inside out.
Electric slaughter no comprise.
Electric slaughter, no one alive
Elimination all known life
Elimination
Aaaaaah
Die screaming or drown in blood!
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Guilty
01:49
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Like lambs to the slaughter,
I can’t take anymore
Too much bloodshed
And Fields of endless gore
Guilty we’ll see you hang
Guilty your head will roll
Guilty, watch you die
Guilty you’ll pay with blood
Murderers for hire! Paid with nations gold.
Thirst for death unsatisfied
To Strip flesh from convict bone.
Guilty of murder guilty of murder
Guilty of murder. Cold blooded murder
Guilty of murder, I’ll watch you die
Guilty of murder you’ll pay with blood
Guilty of murder
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Burn in Hell
01:30
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Gluttons for punishment
Are Never satisfied.
Beaten back kept in line for wanting more what a lie.
Burn in hell, burn in hell
Burn in hell, burn in hell. Fire
ransacked the country.
They drank the wells dry,
This island is full of servile cunts
Who prop them up while they
Gluttons for punishment
Are Never satisfied.
Beaten back kept in line for wanting more what a lie.
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British Export
01:22
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Sellers of chaos
Death to the world
unholy massacre
with weapons we sold
See their hands soaked in blood.
See their hands!
See their hands soaked in blood
See their hands soaked in war
Death at a distance
East to ignore.
away from the kingdom
away from our shores.
See their hands soaked in blood
See their hands
See their hands soaked in blood
See their hands soaked in war
Should the violence attract your gaze just avert your eyes.
should their screams catch you ears
ignore their cries
See their hands soaked in blood
See their hands
See their hands soaked in blood
See their hands soaked in war
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It’s ALL I see
The crowds and the masses
can’t live without
To Bathe in glory
Of LONG DEAD MEN
would you see them perish
trampled underfoot
You aint no better than the rest and one thinG! you ain’t off the hook 🪝
I feel like a runaway train
I can’t be stopped
I’m as strong as ten man
So try your luck
Would you see them perish
Trampled under foot
You ain’t no better than the rest
And one thing..
You shall be judged
It’s too late
No forgiveness now
dead and dying
are soon to meet
dead and dying dead!
Rest in peace
It’s too late
There’s nothing here
awaiting Judgement
No forgiveness now
Facing heaven
Marching backwards into hell
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