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Doomed From Birth

by MEDEA

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1.
born into it, an empty shell, follow the path, all else is hell molded in a fucking form, a endless cycle, a crown of thorns, the idea of perfection you think you cracked the code, you have it all worked out at the end of the day nothing will save you life will swallow you whole, at the end of the day, nothing will save you spellbound by the wicked, all you know will fail the beginning of the end, history will repeat itself born in to it, an empty shell, devious smoke will pull you into the flame
2.
toiling in the swells, our hell is boiling, everyday's the same never witnessed, the unseen, a promise of what could never be eternity is marked one day at the time, death shadows suburban life a twisted tree stretching back to earth, rotten soil, doomed from birth poor souls, obey the laws, held captive in the cruelsome claws time to bite back, bleed the bastard dry sweat it out, let it die, burn the fucking fields
3.
mystic forces raise the dead, open the gates and lead the way re-animated minds will reign again the insanity's real and it's alive, living with deceit thought patterns taken from the grave struck by the dagger of discipline, that strikes us all in the mind of the innocent, with their backs against the wall alone across the darkness, consciousness reduced so the mind lies desolate, and the shadows are set loose this is the reason I hate them all
4.
fuck it, not meant for this world, destined to nothing at all hard hits and caved in skulls, patience's running so fucking low deep down in the shadows, hell is closing in the fires all burned to smoke, once warm places left so cold iced up from the inside out the cold grip of the reaper, I return my soul nowhere to turn, no time for doubt, for what use are we breeding hatred, thinking cheap, not a part of your pack

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recorded by CG and ourselves.
mixed and mastered by Douglas Wentzel
art by Staffan Tengnér

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released February 18, 2015

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