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Knave
02:22
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I drink whiskey, wine, pils
I got so much time to kill
I just eat, drink, fuck
I just wanna run amok
Cocaine, weed, ecstasy
Gimme a break from being me
Break me out from this shell
Wrecking heaven, raising hell
I don't know
The face in the mirror
Who is he
I benumb
The real me
So I can be free
I can be free
I'm changing form
I'm shifting shape
I am transformed
Soul yawns agape
Incant an empty oath
Truth clad in decrepit clothes
All's not what it seems
Pursue illusory dreams
I drink whiskey, wine, pils
I got so much time to kill
I just eat, drink, fuck
I just wanna run amok
Cocaine, weed, ecstasy
Gimme a break from being me
Break me out from this shell
Wrecking heaven, raising hell
I can't be free.
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2. |
Integument
02:13
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Tell me what you think you know
Tell me what you really believe
Where are you gonna go
When there's no one left to deceive
Separate the lies
From the grain of truth
Take off the disguise
Rip out the rotten tooth
Sow the seeds of doubt
Reap the blighted harvest
Weather years of drought
Pick at a putrid carcass
Smoke, mirrors; no one's fooled
Putrid sanctum; vestibule
Lifted veil, graven visage
Of the truth; not a pretty image
Tell me what you think you know
Then tell me what you really believe
Where are you gonna go
When there's no one left to deceive
Separate the lies
From the grain of truth
Take off the disguise
Rip out the rotten tooth
Smoke, mirrors; no one's fooled
Putrid sanctum; vestibule
Lifted veil, graven visage
Of the truth; not a pretty image
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3. |
Winter
02:58
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Cornered rat
Nowhere to hide
Distant roar
Glowing skies
Neutron pulse
Gamma rays
World’s ablaze
Charred heaps
Twilight at noon
Armies march
Beneath a blood moon
White light
Black rain
Mushroom clouds
Over the plain
Cornered rat
Nowhere to hide
Distant roar
Glowing skies
Neutron pulse
Gamma rays
World’s ablaze
Charred heaps
Twilight at noon
Armies march
Beneath a blood moon
White light
Black rain
Mushroom clouds
Over the plain
Deadly arsenal brought to bear
Vapour trails crossing the air
In the east an amber glow
Radioactive deathblow
Darkness falls over the land
Smoke, dust, ashes and sand
Cities burn, impossible heat
Permanent shadows on concrete
Swept away in fire winds
Whitened eyes, melting skin
Starvation and pestilence
Holy terror for their sins
Cells degraded, ionised death
Starved, blind, completely bereft
Failed harvest, empty shelves
Desperate wretches killing themselves.
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4. |
Bootlick
02:33
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Look at you sneer and snicker
No good boot licker
Goatee under your lips
Cheese-dusted fingertips
Are you too blind to see
That you'll never be free
Locked in a cage of hate
No key, no means of escape
You're a dupe, you're a stooge, you're a failure
You're no "gent", just a fucking woman-hater
If handouts are so bad
What do you get from Mum and Dad?
Taken in by the tricks
Patch a hole; can't be fixed
Fear the "PC Brigade"
Nothing but a hollow charade
Stand straight; clean your room
Nice to have a tidy tomb
You're a dupe, you're a stooge, you're a failure
You're no "gent", just a fucking woman-hater
You're a dupe
You're a stooge
You're a failure
You're no gent
You're just a
Fucking
Woman hater
Your precious logic
Is full of gaps
Gonna string you up
By your bootstraps
Dogma's slave
You've been tricked
Let's dig a grave
For the bootlick
Look at you sneer and snicker
No good boot licker
Goatee under your lips
Cheese-dusted fingertips
Are you too blind to see
That you'll never be free
Locked in a cage of hate
No key, no means of escape
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5. |
Skin Trade
02:18
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Skin Trade
Waterways
Industry
Calamity
Bat's flight
Dark night
Harbouring
Parasites
Fish, flesh
And fowl
No end
In sight now
Virulent waves
Life expires
Pestilent graves
Funeral pyres
Billions all locked up
The masters don't give a fuck
Things will never be the same
Look at how they shift the blame
Deadly miasma
Poisoned lungs
Stricken with madness
Speaking in tongues
Attach and enter
Replicate
Impassive virion
Annihilates
Skin Trade
Waterways
Industry
Calamity
Bat's flight
Dark night
Harbouring
Parasites
Fish, flesh
And fowl
No end
In sight now
Billions all locked up
The masters don't give a fuck
Things will never be the same
Look at how they shift the blame.
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6. |
Non Serviam
02:00
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Spread fear, guilt, lies
All for a ghost in the sky
Born free, walk in chains
Surplice cumstained
Tyrant pulpit
Spewing bullshit
Don't have me fooled
I won't be ruled
Pull the steeples down
Burn them to the ground
That's all you deserve
I will not serve
The end is nigh
Kingdom on high
Terror, child abuse
Tighten up the noose
Scripture dullcraven
Exalt the graven
Strike out at power
Sack the round tower
Pull the steeples down
Burn them to the ground
That's all you deserve
I will not serve.
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Unsullied
02:30
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Archetype
I'm so strong
Brow ridge,
Chest of brawn
This world
Belongs to me
I command
Loyalty
Plucky and brave
Mental delay
Could you fathom
I'm just a shadow
Line of noughts
Sickly thoughts
Nothing to grieve
Yet I'm bereaved
But I won't cry
And no tears will stain this eye
My essence is unsullied
And I'm honestly a nice guy
Unbowed and unbloodied
Archetype
I'm so strong
With my brow ridge,
And my chest of brawn
This world
Belongs to me
I command
Loyalty
Plucky and brave
Mental delay
Could you fathom
I'm just a shadow
Line of noughts
Sickly thoughts
No one to grieve
And yet I'm bereaved
Gotta make the bread
Lots of legs to spread
And I'm cashing checks
It's all a flex
Gotta wear your scars
My flesh is marred
"He's a nice guy"
A fucking lie
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8. |
Worry Lines
02:50
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The flames
That lick
My heels
And rise
To conflagrate
I stand
Knee deep
In dust
Shrouded
In a fog
Worry lines, open faults
Bursting out this bony vault
Fading possibilities
Echo futility
Life in slow painful drips
I need a chemical fix
I'm a laughing stock
Feed me to the hawks.
The flames
That lick
My heels
And rise
To conflagrate
I stand
Knee deep
In dust
Shrouded
In a fog
Tired, flagging my legs are dragging behind
Weary, greying, sanity's fraying, disintegrating
Aural screaming, sores weeping, vacant dreaming
Heart rending, mind bending, life ending
Worry lines and open faults
Bursting out this bony vault
Fading possibilities
Echo futility
Life in slow painful drips
I need a chemical fix
I'm a laughing stock
Feed me to the hawks.
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Millstone
03:09
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Arms spin around the dial
Millstone breaking my back
sun climbs and sinks back down
Light creeps in through the cracks.
Pacing around and around
Memories falling away
Entertained and locked down
Hollower day by day.
On I trudge
Weary path
Golden hour
Day of wrath
Ebb to ebb
Grind me down
Time's slowly
Running out
Nothing wagered
Nothing gained
Fleshly fetters
Bound and chained
Hollow task
Empty words
All of this
Is absurd
On I trudge
Weary path
Golden hour
Day of wrath
Ebb to ebb
Grind me down
Time's slowly
Running out
Nothing wagered
Nothing gained
Fleshly fetters
Bound and chained
Hollow task
Empty words
All of this
Is absurd
Arms spin around the dial
Millstone breaking my back
sun climbs and sinks back down
Light creeps in through the cracks.
On I trudge
Weary path
Golden hour
Day of wrath
Ebb to ebb
Grind me down
Time's slowly
Running out
Mill stone
Neck bent
Long days
Dark Lent
Arms spin
Gut sags
Deadening
Hours drag
Sun climbs
Sinks down
Deposits
Empty now
Amoral
Hedonist
Drown in
Vacant bliss
Wheel turns
Glacial drift
Years lost
Deeper rifts
Memories
Fall away
Hollower
Day by Day
Locked down
Entertained
Gradually
Go insane
I am
Fucking bored
Riches lost
No reward.
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10. |
Knower of Oak
04:19
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Twisting the blade
Spilling the blood
Deadly nightshade
Cowled hood
Two white bulls
Horns are bound
The golden sickle
And the hallowed ground
Fungal harvest
Staves of yew
Red caps dropped
In the magic stew
Choked and stabbed
Finally drowned
The Ard-Rí
is crowned
The Ard-Rí is crowned
On the sixth day
Oxen of the sun
Open the doorway
To the exalted one
Druid takes a hit
From the turnip bong
Sacrifice the weak
The many-headed throng.
Libation
The seer's tea
Conjuration
Of the banshee
Owl's flight
Augury
Second sight
Gazing through centuries
With open hands
In the sacred grove
Knower of oak
His power grows
Holy symmetry
Arcane sorcery
Choked and stabbed
Finally drowned
Murder threefold
Sickle of gold
Lead up the cattle
Read the death rattle.
Burn in effigy
Divine clarity
Godly avatar
Reborn in the stars.
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GRUEL Mainz, Germany
Hardcore punk band based in Mainz, Germany.
GRUEL
is:
Liam - Vocals
Josh - Guitar
Robin - Bass
Noah - Drums
Contact: gruelhc@gmail.com
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