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Ballads Of Subjugation

by Throw Back The Rope

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1.
Party McFly 03:12
In a land devoid of rule a destroyer is born. Fist raised in blood of kings. His cries an omen to suffering to come. The world will fall to knees. Stab out your eyes so you don't see this genocide. It leaves me terrified. Slaughtering the elderly, the women, the young. Enslave the skilled, the strong. Stab out your eyes so you don't see this genocide. It leaves me terrified. Equine assault, arrows pierce the heart, blood drains to quench the soil. Stab out your eyes so you don't see this genocide. It leaves me terrified.
2.
Foot to ground to flee the sound, the rioting. Through the night the fires burn don't wait for my return. All around the sirens call, a call to arms. I have seen the dead arise the living always die. There is no curing this disease. When they taste your blood the fever's soon to follow. We had the world on bended knees. Now we run in fear of the walking dead. Fear the walking dead. Shut up and locked up tight, supplies run dry. Face the dead or starve to death, I'm holding my last breath. Losing our humanity, the screams go on. There are no more options left we have to face the dead. There is no curing this disease. When they taste your blood the fever's soon to follow. We had the world on bended knees. Now we run in fear of the walking dead. Fear the walking dead. Nothing left of our humanity. Our own kind is our worst enemy. Nothing left of our humanity. Our own kind is our worst enemy. There is no curing this disease. When they taste your blood the fever's soon to follow. We had the world on bended knees. Now we run in fear of the walking dead. Fear the walking dead.
3.
Give me a lever big enough i can turn the earth. It all starts with ambition, the hardest part is knowing where to start. So keep your eyes to the skies, the best part is always out of reach. But there's something closer. Swallow your pride and you'll learn what you need to know. We all have a choice to make, will you let the weight of the world crush you down? There's always a point we break, even the strongest monument bows to the wind and waves. Tied and bound, the walls are closing in. All hope fades as we approach the grave. In the end we only feed the ground. But we''ll fight on knowing nothing can be saved. Give me a weapon big enough I'll control the world. We all have our places but sometimes you need to feel alive. We all have a choice to make, will you let the weight of the world crush you down? There's always a point we break, even the strongest monument bows to the wind and waves. Tied and bound, the walls are closing in. All hope fades as we approach the grave. In the end we only feed the ground. But we''ll fight on knowing nothing can be saved. I swear I'll cut out my heart for you and drain my veins to drown your enemies to keep you alive. I look to the sky in asking why the pain never seems to end. The longer that i wait the silence overtakes. The only sound a breaking heart. Break my heart. I'm gonna fight on till the bitter end. What i need's a massacre, we will build new bridges. Let's tare this whole place down and hang the flesh until it rots away. No bodies will be found. Lets show them how. We'll take you pound for pound. We won't go quietly into the night. The world will hear our sound. Turn up or burn up. I'm gonna fight on till the bitter end. What i need's a massacre, we will build new bridges. Let's tare this whole place down and hang the flesh until it rots away. No bodies will be found. Lets show them how. We'll take you pound for pound. We won't go quietly into the night. The world will hear our sound. Turn up or burn up. Tied and bound, the walls are closing in. All hope fades as we approach the grave. In the end we only feed the ground. But we''ll fight on knowing nothing can be saved.
4.
The weakness of our kind has let corruption in. The plague infects us all. Let the end begin. Never again, never again, never again will this control my life. By the pricking of my thumb, something wicked this way comes. We've traded our own blood. Created in our own image. With false devotion, they grow to undermine. With mass revulsion, they grow to override. The world will rend. Disconnected from the life you live. We have forgot what it means to be alive and free. The sound of gunfire shatters the night. Computer chips enslave our minds. We're living on borrowed time. I'll fire till there's no more left to die. With false devotion, they grow to undermine. With mass revulsion, they grow to override. The world will rend. Disconnected from the life you live. We have forgot what it means to be alive and free. Disconnected from the life you live. We have forgot what it means to be alive and free. Metal frames litter the ground, Ill fire till I'm six feet down. Metal frames litter the ground, Ill fire till I'm six feet down. Metal frames litter the ground, Ill fire till I'm six feet down. Metal frames litter the ground, Ill fire till I'm six feet down. Ill fire on, till I'm six feet down. Ill fire on, till I'm six feet down. Ill fire on, till I'm six feet down. Ill fire on, till I'm six feet down.
5.
Accretion 04:42
Drifting through the endless dark horizons. Vaporized as the sun emits a flare. Striving for change to stop disarray. Focus to a vertice. Emanate from the mission we share, coalesce from the origin of time. Origin of time. We're thrown into motion through space and time. Colliding slowly, the stardust will accrete, creating our mass into memory. Redesigning the space that wraps around us. Forcing our existence to submit. Striving for change to stop disarray. Focus to a vertice. Emanate from the mission we share, coalesce from the origin of time. Origin of time. We're thrown into motion through space and time. Colliding slowly, the stardust will accrete, creating our mass into memory. Embody the destructive process of creation. Something must be destroyed to create anew. Create anew.

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released July 2, 2017

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