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Void Burner
02:37
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The void is illusion, what do you see?
I’m here to trick you into what to perceive
Your precious paradigm, you must be freed
I’ll erase the idols from your record sleeves
Void Burner, aren’t you a karma earner, hey? Yes indeed.
Void Burner, collecting an aura,
Set fire and I’m free
I know that you’re empty, so come and see
I’ll burn what you’re lacking into me
I can feel the ants crawling up to my knees
Like two electric eels fighting inside of me
Once your intentions, scorched clear shine clean
I see the rules of escape you take as you leave
The embers of your shadows become memory
It dissipates in the haze to reveal a key
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Morningstar
05:05
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The Ghost from below can’t bring me down
Tales from the old spell are sleepin’ round
Don’t catch dead eyes left of the road
Don’t come here unless your ready to roll
Rip out a headstone, blood drip from a thorn
Rip out a headstone, Morningstar reborn
Hit me now, Here we go
Hit me now, Here we grow
Rip out a headstone, blood drip from a thorn
Rip out a headstone, Morningstar reborn
Fantasies and more before death reaches your door
Professional candor, the Morningstar offers more
Sign a deed to a new life, enthralled to ignore
You can bring down a mountain as a mole under the floor
Rip out a headstone, the Morningstar returns
Blood on a thorn, the Morningstar returns
Who’s gonna fight? Where will it go and who’s gonna die?
Drop, drop your sickle, behind the line and go
When you walk the left hand path it’s a little bumpy, better take it slow
Up to your old tricks again
You better find something new to hide in
Had enough of your torture rock n roll and
Now there’s no stereo time for you, little baby
I see a rough, light ghost with a knife
Morningstar, mace, and flail, collecting all my strife
There’s beast at your front door, begging for more
Better not feed I’ll tell ya right now it’s some trouble you ain’t looking for
Rip out a headstone, blood drip from a thorn
Rip out a headstone and the Morningstar has reborn
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Ancient Way
03:00
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It’s on a day like today I pray
The price still remains the same
For us all to gain
One must feel the pain
So take the ritual knife in your hand
I’ll be the sacrificial lamb
I will not plead away
Instead I’ll bleed today
For your ancient way
When the shit from fan hits the floor
I won’t be here anymore
I wash the red lines from my feet
See that my grave is kept neat
Stole a blues line from the timeline
Didn’t realize it was also mine
When fear becomes familiar
The bridge is lost over blood river
Leave the sins of the father in the grave
Living this life is no way to behave
You’re sitting there in your chair
I spit at you and stare
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Four Ocean Soup
03:17
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Hear them six guns shooting off high in the cornfield?
The Jinn is out to roam, lurking in the grove
Jinn, your essence of fire, does it help to purify your soul?
He offered me jewels and all the richest of treasure
Have you ever seen inside of a golden
chamber?
For the rest of your days, this is where you’ll slumber
Enjoy your eternal black, now I am your master
Oh no
Oh no
Trapped in a jar, forevermore
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Zodiac Rippers Long Beach, California
Scuzz rock mutant punk from Long Beach, CA.
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