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released February 2, 2015

Recorded, Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Andrew Scott Grace

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Track Name: State of Emergency
Scumbag
Track Name: Ignorant (ft. Cody Madtes)
"Ignorance is bliss" is all that they talk.
These kids with no direction don't give a fuck.
They cry and mope about the world's problems.
With no ambition to go out and solve them.

Such ignorance.

You stupid motherfucker.
This world is an abomination.
I've had it up to fucking here
With your bullshit.

I can't fucking take it anymore.
Just a disease without a fucking cure.

*Cody*
Mental menstruation.
Leaking from your dirty rotten snatch.
Dig out my eyes (my fucking eyes).
To save me from the sight of your filthy cunt.

Ignorance is bliss is all that they talk.
These kids with no direction don't give a fuck.
They cry and mope about the worlds problems.
With no ambition to go out and solve them.

Empty voices.
Empty fucking promises.
Nothing to offer.
They bathe in fucking pestilence.
Track Name: N(a)il (ft. Troy Greene)
So I jam my thumbs in my eyes.
So I don't have to see this world anymore.

So bury me 6 feet fucking deep.
Restless thoughts from my lack of sleep.
So talk your faith as you want.
Spewing disease like a two face cunt.

*Troy*
Oh fuck.
I can't wait to watch the whole world die.
No more god.
No more children.
Fed their lies.

I warned you to steer clear from me.
This is the result of true misanthropy.

Human specicide.
Rid this world.
Of the scum.

Give me any reason to see a point in life.
I see no point.
No point in this life.
Track Name: Rot
Fucking swine.
Filled with filth.
Your morals are falsified.
In your cell of shit.

So drink this blood from your phallus.
As your kingdom you love succumbs to ashes.
And take your sins to the grave.
Harming the same people you claim to save.

I can imagine a lesser active living.
You fucking piece of shit I hope you fucking get it.
You live your life under a fucking Halo.
When you should be drowning in your own waste.

Rotten gums.
Dripping poison from your lips.
Thieving hands.
Drawing innocence.

Pacing to and from my own sanity.
Devoted by a lost reality of violence and sinful, lustful mentality.
Creating nothing but malignancy.

And I hope that when you look in the mirror
You see nothing but a failure.
Your life is vindictive.
Contradictive.
Piece of shit.

So how does it feel to be figured the fuck out.
Figured out.
Track Name: 187
Draw the life from my veins.
Sew my eyes shut.
I don't want to see stars at night.
This is my endless fight.

Wishing.
Hoping.
For life worth teaching.

The third trumpet has been blown.
Watch the mourning star hit the earth
Hit the earth.

And when that moment comes
I'll be at the seas.
Filling my body was more than it can take.

Wet sand on my knees.
God's nectar dripping from my chin.
I am hopelessness
I am lethargy.
I am a burning building.
You are as I will be.
Nothing.