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by NOMADS

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Smoke into lungs, hell bent on destruction, Mind set to death, because I can't cease to function. Salvation is found, twelve stories down. Escape from this nightmare awaits on the ground Chemical flight into paranoid madness Embrace the ride or embrace the casket
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Went looking for a bust, ended up with a fire fight Just leveling the playing field since we ain't got no rights Eyes burn as I try to aim straight. I may be dead but I'm taking you with me Never look to me for sympathy Eye for an eye, I don't feel anything Now you've had your fun, are you prepared to die? Injustice corrected in the blink of an eye Place the gavel in the peoples' hand Guilty, you reap what you sew Take your last breath as we put you below Went looking for a man, now you're faced with a monster, an animal Harassed and frustrated, one can only take so much You can't hide forever in the shelter of the law Show yourself and be slaughtered Prepare to meet your maker Step into the light, now it's your turn to suffer Exterminate!
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Searching for peace And its a hopeless dream Crawl thru the filth as the nightmare repeats Numbed, in a haze, live each day and then repeat Poison into veins to put your mind at ease There is no relief, no saviours, no peace The war will never cease til we put ourselves to sleep We are disease, parasite that eats the earth planet plagued w/ sickness, only death will be the cure Freedom arrives the moment your mind dies and rots away Freedom arrives the moment your mind dies Nothing worth saving so fuel the worlds demise Giving up never felt so right A world thats diseased, full of selfishness and greed Don't care who we step on just to take the things we need Poor vs the rich or black vs white An antidote, release, in a glass of cyanide Planet's infected, in our hands we hold the cure Only mass extermination rids the evil from the world Corruption, deception, and there's no such thing as heaven So drink up your medicine and hope you sleep forever

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released March 19, 2012

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