Cover di The Blackening

The Blackening
Album - 23 marzo 2007 - Debaser id 387201

di Machine Head

You tried to spit in the eye of a dead man's face
Attacked the ways of a man not yet in his grave
But your hate was over all too soon
Because nothing is over, and nothing's through
'Til we bury you

Chorus:
For the love of brother
I will sing this fucking song
Aesthetics Of Hate
I hope you burn in hell

The words I read on the screen left me fucking sick
I felt the hatred rising
You son of a bitch
You branded us pathetic for our respect
But he made us Driven
such deep reverence
Far Beyond the rest

(chorus)

Solo: Demmel, Flynn, Demmel, Flynn, Flynn & Demmel

Long live memories
Live his freedom vicariously
Defend tenfold
his honor we'll always uphold

For the love of brother
I will say these fucking words
No silence against ignorance
Iconoclast, I hope you burn in hell

May the hands of god strike them down
Il tuo voto:
I’m wasted and ugly, I am the underbelly
A fat fuck and a fairy
The reject they wish to bury

They want to
Murder us, silence us
Divide and conquer us
As they lead, as we die
Let these three words decide

I love you!
Why do I hate my brother?
I hate you!
Or do I hate myself?

I’m a meth head and alkie
Dumb cunt been called a junkie
A retard and a pussy
And I embrace the names you call me

They want to
Murder us, silence us
Divide and conquer us
As they lead, as we die
Let these three words decide

I love you!
Why do I hate my brother?
I hate you!
Or do I hate myself?

I’m a redneck and a faggot
The asshole ignorants
A wetback and a nigga
And I raise my middle fingers
to those that

Murder us, silence us
Divide and conquer us
As they lead, as we die
Let these three words decide

I love you
Why do I hate my brother?
I hate you
I hate myself

Love
Hate

I love you!
Why do I hate my brother?
I hate you!
Or do I hate myself?
Il tuo voto:
This is our call to arms, will you stand beside me?
This is our time to fight, no more compromising
And this blackened heart will sing
For sad solidarity

Halo over my demise
Following a god so blind
Shallow in their sickening
Swallow not the shit they feed

This is our right to life, not the Religious Right's act
This is abortions knife, aiming at the womb of
The Christian conspiracy
So open thine eyes and see

The Halo over our demise
Following a god so blind
Shallow in their sickening
Swallow not the shit they feed

Our time, will come
Our time, will come
Our time, is now
Our time, is now

And I won't pray for you
And I won't pray for you
And I won't pray for you

Halo
Follow
Shallow
Swallow

The Halo over our demise
Following a god so blind
Shallow in their sickening
Swallow not the shit they feed

Set me free

The words will never hold us down
Prayers won't be spared on you
Satisfaction denied
'Til you're dead and gone
Gone
Dead and gone!
You’re gone!
Il tuo voto:
Unleash the wolves
Carnage has no rules
Comparison, competition
We’ll bury one and all

Look in the eyes of rage
A loyalty bred of suffering
The fire inside it burns eternally, victory

Look in the eyes of pain
The scars on our souls forever remain
Calling the sheltered of the broken
wing, join the fray

Bury our rivals
Shotguns, knives, rifles

A family of the unwanted,
beaten, stunted, dysfunction
A brotherhood that is of violence and to
tyrants bow to none

Unleash the wolves
Carnage has no rules
Comparison, competition
We’ll bury one and all

Look in the eyes of hate
A circle of hell they come to pray
United against all that come threatening,
lay to waste

Look in the eyes of the free
Bound to each other’s longevity
Guarding the back of alpha’s dignity,
savagely

Bury our rivals

Shotguns, knives, rifles

A family of the unwanted,
beaten, stunted, dysfunction
A brotherhood that is of violence and to
tyrants bow to none

Unleash the wolves
Carnage has no rules
Comparison, competition
We’ll bury one and all

Come closet, walk with me in hell
Dear rival, fear in you I smell
A fist to face is all fair game now
The pack attacking, the sacrificial
Pray for the prayers

Reaping the sour seeds of death’s bread
In touch and claw the scent of the dead

Come closet, walk with me in hell
Dear rival, fear in you I smell
A fist to face is all fair game now
The pack attacking, the sacrificial
Pray for the prayers

Spreading our population
far across the land
Loving to fornicate,
respecting the command
Rally the warriors and
Tally the score,
in every victory is solace but there’s

No satisfaction!!
There is no satisfaction!!
And there never will be!

Bury our rivals
Shotguns, knives, rifles

A family of the unwanted,
beaten, stunted, dysfunction
A brotherhood that is of violence and to
tyrants bow to none

Unleash the wolves
Carnage has no rules
Comparison, competition
We’ll bury one and all

Unleash the wolves
Carnage has no rules now
The night will fall
Beware the call
Dominate ALL
Il tuo voto:
Can you hear their cries?
Nowhere can the children run to hide
Crimson rivers

Flow down hills
Atone our ills
And woe to all her songs of love

A farewell to arms

Mutilated lives
Blackening as coffin line the sides
Filled with fathers

Who has won?
When only sons
Hold their grieving heads and mourn

A farewell to arms

Always our souls entwine
Erase this vast divide
Deaf ears our voices rest
Tyrant, this is protest

Who has won?
Yes, who has won?

Chorus:
I'll wave this flag of white
So the venged see the light
We'll pay for closed eyes
With our genocide

Pissing the masquerade
March to death parade
Trade not humanity
For pearls of the slavery

In the depth of mind the heart will find
the truth of our leaders
We'll try the facts so through the cracks
may fall the lying cheater

Who has won when we're all dead?

(Chorus)

So is this how we live?
Or is this how we die?

Black blood dripping from platinum fangs
Rich blood flees while
our poverty hangs

Shepherds they herd the mindless trance
As the flock follows the puppet's dance
In a fatal romance

All that they needed was
a pretext, war's next
Heads to the chopping blocks
and our necks are next
For those who died
Who fought for our rights
Whose children now slaves
They're turning in their graves

War hawks and senators
they sit right, so trite
Never their sons will know
what it's like to fight
But soldiers are dead
And children have bled
And the silence is numb
What have we become?

God save us

A farewell to arms
Il tuo voto:
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