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Fit To Conform
03:27
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Forged by their ways
Words put in my fucking mouth
Shaped in an image, fit to conform
No space left for my own thoughts
I've lost my voice
No will left to fight
Choking on those words
This is the fucking struggle
Blinded by the filth
Programmed to fear
No space left for my own thoughts
I've lost my voice
No will left to fight
If you give them the chance
And follow their every word
They will leave you twisted and broken
Controlled, Controlled by your fears
Fear turns to hate,
The hate that breaks us free.
The hate that breaks us free.
Break free.
No space left for my own thoughts
I've lost my voice
No will left to fight
No space
No voice
No will
No will left to fight
And when the day comes
When the tables are turned
You will plead for absolution
Doubled over at my feet
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2. |
Bite The Bullet
02:41
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There's nothing honest in the cause you serve
No need for brutality as your protect our freedom
Serve and protect to the highest fucking bidder
And smother those who want free from this fear
Stare into the face of the ones you've scarred.
Lost your morals on the path to fuel your ego
Corrupted and conflicted
Paved your way through a life of sin
Corrupted and fucking conflicted
Stare into the face of the ones you've left beaten and scarred
Pay the price and suffer the life
Pay the toll and suffer no more
Everyone pays the fucking price
Everyone suffers this fucking life
Constant paranoia from birth to grave
I await the day when it all wastes away
You only live one life
Sick of this constant oppression
Rise up or wither away
Fight back or bite the bullet
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Isolate
03:38
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Dominance, it's all an act
Transparence, I can see your weakness
Do you feel safe in the crowd?
A false sense of security
When the herd can no longer be fooled
No one left to hear your crooked words
Isolated, you'll be left alone
Your legend will perish
Cast out your false leaders
Isolate them all
Fake ideals, spread like a plague
They came and went like a sickness
Do as I say and not as I do
A fucking double standard
No masters
No leaders
Overlords will isolate
Cast out your false leaders
Isolate them all
You've come to the end of your rope
Your reign ends here
Your time has come
Your end is near
No masters
No leaders
Overlords
We will reign
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Frontline Glasgow, UK
Beatdown Hardcore from Glasgow, Scotland.
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