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the haunted D.O.A
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..> Lyrics:Voices break the silence. Shadows infect the white-clad walls. Death is breathing down your neck. You try to flee. Forced into submission. You try to repent. A strip of tape that kills the screams. You know this is the end. Surgical steel twist the flesh. The hand of doom carves out the mesh. D.O.A. - What more when you're dead on arrival? - What more when you're dead on arrival? Doped up soul-Senses numb. Fluids burst into flames. Every high is a new low. In these vermin-infested streets. Chained to the altar of debt. The breed of your sins. Nailed to the cross of guilt. The spawn of your greed. A strip of tape that kills the screams. A deep inspired - The circle is complete. D.O.A. - What more when you're dead on arrival? What more when you're dead on arrival? - What more when you're dead on arrival?

the hunted All Against All
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Lyrics:Shut your fucking mouth. You don't know a single thing about me. So I heard what you said when he walked away. Don't you think I can add up the numbers. It's a sour taste. A knowledge I wish I've never gained. So you think you could match me? Well these are the things I see. A perfect body. A twisted mind. Starvation and loathing. We fuck 'til it bleeds. Scratch claw and scream. 'Til it feels like I'm almost alive... These are the words to justify All against all. I'm so sick and tired of it. Treat me like meat. Tear me to pieces and feed the dogs. A thousand polite tiny lies, And I've memorized every single one of them. Did you think for a second I'd give you a taste - (No Way!) Well I'm sorry to say: You could turn yourself inside out - I'd still walk away. A perfect body. A twisted mind. Starvation and loathing. We fuck 'til it bleeds. Scratch claw and scream. 'Til it feels like I'm almost alive... These are the words to justify All against all. Broken Promises. Like ashes through my fingers. It eats away my senses and my soul. I wither - perhaps I said too much? I just want somebody I can trust. A perfect body. A twisted mind. Starvation and loathing. We fuck 'til it bleeds. Scratch claw and scream. 'Til it feels like I'm almost alive... These are the words to justify All against all

the haunted No Compromise
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Lyrics:We're untouchable, a breed of our own. In kinship between those who live on the outside. No expectations, no extra weight. Only idiots nurture a dying dream. Make no mistake. A world separates our realities. It'll all end in tears. The remorseful subside & decline. Generations of deadbeat passive receptacles. Drooling in front of their glowing screens. There is nothing to say. Stand down. We have nothing to prove. Our statement is made: We will not. Give in, accept, comply. No way out. No compromise. Stand up. Face agony. My life. Can be more than a lie. I pledge. Allegiance to none. My Life. Is mine alone. Caught between the percieved And the physical facts. They remain paralyzed. An appropriate ending? Life denied for a pale substitute. Ask me! I will answer you honestly. Swear by the flag and the bible. And my own mothers grave. If you get to the bitch before I do. We will not. Give in, accept, comply. No way out. No compromise.

The Haunted Bury Your dead (live)
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the haunted The Flood
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..> Lyrics:Will you ever look past your self-sufficcient illusions / The structure's true foundations rest within you / The price we pay for sheer indifference / Surrendered self - you're discount spare parts / You give up your rights for your limitations / and abandaon all hope / One step further down the line as the flood begins to rise / You're on your knees faking ambition / Now close your eyes and bleed / I know there are things in the past that should never be brought back / The ghosts of stale ideals and burning bridges / In simplified inane depictions of a different world / A lie to serve the fold and the forces in them / As you give up your rights for your limitations / and lay down your arms / One step further down the line as the flood begins to rise / You're on your knees faking ambition / Now close your eyes / In the darkest corner of my mind I see a boy with a crooked smile / With a crown made of tinsel and glassbeads on a wire / Singing a song out of time / Now if u believe I'll bleed for you... / and if I could bleed - well so could you / Close your eyes and pretend it'll all go away / but you know that that you've got nothin to lose