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The Penance
05:20
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So set, in all your ways,
Never making, mistakes.
Headstrong, worth all the wait.
Not strong, not today
Hu-ah!
There’s a knock upon the door,
Unwanted visitors in store
A reckoning before the fall,
The phone has rung, pick up the call
This is your penance, the price that you pay,
When all that you love, is taken away,
This is the life that you've made for yourself,
Ignoring the sign posts, unmaking yourself.
The acrid smell of lies ensue,
I got no patience left for you.
All thats left of you is dust, If you can leave i think you must,
There’s no one left for you to trust.
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There's a secret that you hide, a silence deep inside,
A truth you can’t define.
The thoughts poison your mind, you run from your own kind,
No one is on your side.
Your memory selects the time, it sets and it defines,
It justifies the crimes,
So innocent that its divine, excuses are just fine,
you’re wasting your own time.
Exploit the simple mind, excuses are just fine,
The reasons left behind.
The years have taken all your power,
The minutes turn to hours,
You got no where to go.
The years have taken all your power,
The minute turn to hours,
You can’t escape the tower.
So innocent that its divine, your wasting your own time,
The reasons left behind.
There's a secret that you hide, a silence deep inside,
A truth you cant define.
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In my darkest hour, your face appears.
My life is different now,
Yet still you’re here.
An apparition it cannot be,
This presence that i can see,
Its not a time for honesty.
Don't wanna feel no more, recollection is such a chore.
I gotta leave before the dawn.
My ghosts are chasing me, close my eyes so I can't see,
I gotta get over me.
Its a, mo-ment locked in time,
Its an ever present sign,
ghosts from the past, they will revisit you,
There's nothing you can do.
A touch of apathy, about things that used to be,
I cant control the memories,
Time fog is creeping in, a past thats full of sin,
That's the best that i can give.
Its a, mo-ment locked in time,
Its an ever present sign,
ghosts from the past, they will revisit you,
There's nothing you can do,
You can do.
Its a moment locked in time,
An ever present sign,
Its a moment locked in time,
An ever present sign,
ghosts from the past, they will revisit you,
There's nothing you can do.
You can do!
You can do!
You can do, yeah yeah
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El Camazotz
05:22
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Sun sets over, the jungle canopy,
Hunters have not returned, its clear to see.
Zotzilaha, a place beyond the grave,
The camazotz awakes inside the portal cave.
Cuidado con la bestia (beware the beast)
The tribe assembles, the warriors unite,
The torches set ablaze provide the only light,
With silent voice we creep, across the jungle floor,
Our legion will defeat the evil demon hordes
El camazotz, Déjame ser, (leave me be)
Curse your kind all back to hell!
El camazotz, Déjame ser (leave me be)
Curse your kind all back to hell!
El camazotz tomara tu alma! (The camazotz will take your soul)
El camazotz tomara tu cabeza! (The camazotz will take your head)
El camazotz!
The body of a man, dark, cold and grey,
You can’t escape his grasp, you cannot get away.
The lord of death and night, he doesn’t need to see,
His trophy is your head, a bat faced deity.
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Call For The Priest
05:36
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Well, the pressure's too much, you know I peaked last night
I gotta get some a quick release
City is standing on my shoulders
My body's going piece by piece, yeah
Well I know what I want and I know where to get it
And I'm going there right away
This is one priest that I don't have to fall on
Down to my knees and pray, no
When your back's to the wall come along one and all
We shall fight all the slander that's penned
It's us we shall choose let the bigoted lose
For our triumph's the means to their end
Let the cynics drop dead in their critical head
They're wrist merchants as we all can see
Bunch of deaf ears with their columnized fears
What a shame, what a shame, oh dear me, oh
When your back's to the wall, come along one and all
We shall fight all the slander that's penned
It's us we shall choose let the bigoted lose
For our triumph's the means to their end
Yes I know what I want and I know where to get it
And I'm going there right away
This is one priest that I don't have to fall on
Down to my knees and pray, no
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Entierro New Haven, Connecticut
Entierro: Four Connecticut Heavy Metal musicians, who wanted to use the past to create something new in the genre of Heavy Metal. A sound that focuses on drum & bass interplay, twin guitars harmonizing over visceral riffs, & classic melodic vocals as a focus. Their music embraces their NW0BHM roots, while incorporating their individual influences from prog, thrash, & proto-metal. ... more
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