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The Hunter
02:35
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The smell of their flesh frying
The hunger for the kill
Need to find another victim
Bet your ass I will
Enter uninvited and I sneak into their homes
Make the shot I get the kill
Collect all of their bones
Hang their heads so proudly
Display up on my wall
Families will grieve their loss but I don't grieve at all
Bodies hung on wires there's more like them all in rows
When again The Hunter strikes nobody really knows
Keep your eyes wide open
The Hunter could be near
If I don't get nothing else
I'll get off on your fear
Bodies hung on wires
There's more like them in rows
When again The Hunter strikes nobody really knows
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2. |
Decaying Grudge
02:20
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You have put me in the fucking ground
In hopes that I would stay
But the wrath of vengeance
My hate for you
Carries me past the grave
There is no wooden coffin
No pile of dirt
That could ever keep you safe
Not even the throes of death
Could hold me hear
I suggest you pray
You live your life so care free
At least for fucking now
I can't wait to see the look on your face
When I come from the ground
I will take from you
What you took from me
There will be no coming back
Just the shock in your eyes
When you realize
Its all turning black
As you rot in hell
As you rot
As you rot in fucking hell
I will come from the ground
Violence profound
Your life is lost
Betrayed by the cross
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3. |
Cleaver
01:55
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Another night and I'm on the prowl
Someone's life gonna come to a gruesome end today
Always lurking in the places where the light doesn't reach
Your guards down and now I'm on the move again
The fear of God
Instill it on to you my friend
Tie you up
Slash your throat
Watch you choke
And you're lying to yourself
If you're holding on to hope bitch
But this party doesn't stop until I fucking know you're dead
The job is done
Shit is kicking in a bit
I blacked out
And now the fucking victims dead
I'm fucked up but I feel alright
Cause the party doesn't stop when you got the right stuff yeah
The party doesn't stop when you got Grandpa's Medicine
Well fucking shit
Never drinking again
Until next weekend
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4. |
No Funeral
02:25
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Remedy for the earth
Is a human in the dirt
To be brought into this world
Is a wretched fucking curse
Despite all this knowledge we just keep on giving birth
A child born in a world where the food chain is reversed
There will be no one left to dig
None to put you in the ground
Just quietness for the dead never make a sound
Ain't no flowers
Over your tomb
Just a matter of time
Before we meet our fucking doom
Profits over people in this God forsaken land
Corporations act concerned
But they never lend a hand
No hope for generations suffocating in the dirt
Nothings getting better
It is only getting worse
We're fucked
Shit out of luck
Desolate home
Becomes a tomb
No Funeral
No
No funeral
Desolate Home
Becomes a tomb
None left to roam
No funeral
Desolate home
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Pre-Breaker Edmonton, Alberta
Crossover Thrash Band from the Edmonton area
Rooted in Fort Saskatchewan, AB
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