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Introdestruction
02:27
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2. |
Ode to the Misanthrope
03:04
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I have a general mistrust against my own kin
Something wrong with this species when our instincts kick in
We murder for fun
We torture our own
We rape to degrade
I wish Armageddon would put us in place
Potential murderers just doing our jobs
We're psychopaths who've learned a social code
Eternal homage to those who will reject our human soul
Awaken, misanthropes, stand tall
Adhesive ideas and religious fanatics
Blueprints for life becomes killing schematics
A golden calf
Cut in half
Like slaves we bow
Let the nukes rain down and end us now
Potential murderers just doing our jobs
We're psychopaths who've learned a social code
Eternal homage to those who will reject our human soul
Awaken, misanthropes, stand tall
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Standing Cells
03:26
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Darkness, excrement, your only company
Shoulders and knees scraping the walls
No longer a person, just a creature to abominate
A bag of meat for the sadists outside
You will stand at attention
You will stand in your piss and shit
How long can you last in there?
In the standing cell
Your home, a brick box with an iron door
A freezing casket where time stands still
Grabbed from the ashes and thrown into the fire
Grabbed from the box and dragged into torture and fear
You will stand at attention
You will stand in your piss and shit
How long can you last in there?
In the standing cell
A sack of shit, soon dead and forgotten
Entitled to nothing except the lashes upon your back
Scream like a madman as they step upon your testicles
All you can do now is sit out the pain
Sit out the pain
A living nightmare, unable to kill yourself
Escape impossible, too weak to resist
Your wounds infected, your agony constant
Hope they accidentally beat you to death
Beat you to death
You are powerless
A toy for the tormentors
Death postponed
Siphoned through your living corpse
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4. |
Ben för ben
04:19
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En ynklig suck när kroppen läggs på plats
En stilla bön när allting spännes fast
Tystnad sprids i folkhopen som kring er står
Bödeln redo att smärtan din bestå
Att krossa dig från topp till tå
Det är nu tid att sona dina brott
Dömd att plågas för ondskan du har sått
Bered dig på att döden kommer sent
Du skall knäckas, ben för ben
Strängast av straff med början vid din fot
Hjulets tyngd på synden råda bot
Vid vaket tillstånd när kroppen smulas ner
Blott ett exempel som bönar och som ber
En skräckslagen folkhop det sista du ser
Det är nu tid att sona dina brott
Dömd att plågas för ondskan du har sått
Bered dig på att döden kommer sent
Du skall knäckas, ben för ben
Knäckas ben för ben
En trasig kropp, en dyster syn
Omänsklig smärta, kring ekrar flätas in
Förnekad frälsning, domens hårda ord
Satan tar din själ när du begravs i ovigd jord
När du begravs i ovigd jord
Det är nu tid att sona dina brott
Dömd att plågas för ondskan du har sått
Bered dig på att döden kommer sent
Du skall knäckas, ben för ben
Satan tar din själ när du begravs i ovigd jord
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Conscripted to fight for the Motherland
Against the invading fascists
In solidaric fashion
A part of the leader's fist
Turning point
Suspected
Traitor
Interrogation
Torture
Isolation
Confession
Off to the camp
The soul and the barbed wire
Camp life begun
Living as liars
All for none
The soul and the barbed wire
The soul and the barbed wire
Been stuck for years in this frozen hell
Eating maggot-infested fish guts
My knuckles worked down to the very bone
While I'm guarded by small-minded sadists
Morning
Labor
Sundown
My shift continues
Bounties
Dehydration
Wolfpacks
No chance to escape
The soul and the barbed wire
Camp life is here
Learning from liars
Become what you fear
The soul and the barbed wire
The soul and the barbed wire
The soul and the barbed wire
Camp life is nigh
We are the liars
Until we die
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Zealot
03:31
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About to make the greatest sacrifice of all
A leap of faith to bring myself to God
Words of the preacher, they echo in my head
Our enemies will get a ticket straight to hell
When death is all that matters
Your puny lives become so small
This is an easy way
A way to reach my martyrdom
I have the guts to blow myself away
My life for theirs, an easy price to pay
Servant of God
Or zealous radical?
Charge is set, discreetly hidden on my body
With their blood, my road to paradise is paved
A crowded place will be my main concealment
Detonation, infidels disintegrated
When death is all that matters
Your puny lives become so small
This is an easy way
A way to reach my martyrdom
I have the guts to blow myself away
My life for theirs, an easy price to pay
Servant of God
Or zealous radical?
Here I come
I'm ready for eternal rest
Pull the pin
And drift away in nothingness
Eyes on the prize
There will be nothing left
God, embrace me
I served you in my dying breath
Here I come
I'm ready for eternal rest
Pull the pin
And drift away in nothingness
Eyes on the prize
There will be nothing left
God, embrace me
I served you in my dying breath
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7. |
Shell Shock
04:02
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In a hole
Somewhere along the line
Orchestra plays the overture
Shelling has begun
Lie down, don't breathe
Don't know what's raining down
The fear of being gassed
Or blown to pieces
We're in our grave
Entombed by Belgian soil
As the world keeps shaking
I slowly lose my mind
Holed up like animals underground
Immense sound, cannons pounding all around
Feel the insanity
Feel the shell shock
Will they ever get in?
In the dark, rats on your skin
Feel the insanity
Feel the shell shock
Feel the shell shock
Feel the shell shock
No R and R
Deprived of sleep and water
Senses becoming dull
Trembling heart, trembling soul
I've lost the track of time
Could have been eternity
As the war rage on
I slowly lose my mind
Holed up like animals underground
Immense sound, cannons pounding all around
Feel the insanity
Feel the shell shock
Will they ever get in?
In the dark, rats on your skin
Feel the insanity
Feel the shell shock
Feel the shell shock
Feel the shell shock
Feel the shell shock
A soldier's heart
Acquired in the hole
I tremble
As I rise above the ground
As I rise above the ground
Alive in body
Broken in mind
Target practice for firing squad
A coward's end
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8. |
A Swamp of Human Waste
02:49
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As the train rolls in
You're welcomed by the stench
Inhabitants, nothing but skin and bone
The ground, nothing but filth
Clinging to the hope
That one day you'll be exchanged
Till then, you're just a citizen
In this confederate stockade
As a prisoner of war
In an overcrowded pen
Where disease and vermin breed
A swamp of human waste
Prisoner of war
Trapped beneath the southern sun
Become one with the ground
Become the waste
Eaten alive by lice
Teeth falling out from scurvy
Rations stolen by raiders
Sadistic guards, burning sun
As you rot away
A dying man will ask
If the Enfields above the deadline
Is punishment or mercy
Punishment or mercy
You're a prisoner of war
In an overcrowded pen
Where disease and vermin breed
A swamp of human waste
Prisoner of war
Trapped beneath the southern sun
Become one with the ground
Become the waste
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9. |
As the Red Flag Flies
03:23
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A failed economic system
A top-run society of tyrants
A paranoid elite
Desperate to stay in control
Disobedient traitors
Ungrateful for the dream that we made true
Torture, murder, starvation
Rebellious voices slowly fade away
As the graves fill up
As the hatred always burns
I reflect on what I see
I wonder what we've learned
As the red flag flies
As you eat your children's flesh
I reflect on what I see
I wonder what we've learned
Where dreams of freedom die
Where murder replaces justice
Where no one is free from suspicion
'Cause everyone's equal in hell
Disobedient traitors
Ungrateful for the nightmare we made true
Torture, murder, starvation
Rebellious voices slowly fade away
As the graves fill up
As the hatred always burns
I reflect on what I see
I wonder what we've learned
As the red flag flies
As you eat your children's flesh
I reflect on what I see
I wonder what we've learned
Paranoia, informants, who can you trust?
Fingers point at everyone, who will be next?
Orwellian pigs, they treat themselves
Becoming what they blamed, as you become the slaves
Underneath the earth they lie
Victims of this shallow lie
Underneath the earth they lie
Victims of this shallow lie
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(Sebben)
High treason
Will not go unpunished
We'll make you serve
As an example
Your arms and legs
Your head on pike
Public display
All shall see
(Gustafsson)
Dragged by horse to the hangman
You will repent as he cuts you open
(Terry)
You've been hanged, drawn and quartered
For your treacherous act against your king
Confession obtained through torture
You've been hanged drawn and quartered
(Ante)
Every joint
Stretched to breaking point
Disembowelled
Cut to pieces
Your arms and legs
Your head on pike
Public display
All shall see
(Gustafsson)
All that remains
Your hollowed carcass
Behold the heart
Of the traitor
(Terry)
You've been hanged, drawn and quartered
For your treacherous act against your king and country
Confession obtained through torture
You've been hanged drawn and quartered
Hanged, drawn and quartered
Hanged, drawn and quartered
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11. |
I, conqueror
03:54
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Arrival, the white flag has been hoisted
Arms laid down before our feet
Jaded, hardened, our empathy blunted
Show no pity or remorse
Urged by peers to join into the orgy
Swat these flies or be subject to our fury
Our new subjects to humiliation
Inflict pain, lashes and lacerations
Commit murder at every occasion
We're new masters of this nation
I, an ordinary man
I, a stranger to this land
I, will make you wish you ran
I, conqueror, will make you suffer
I, conqueror
The victor tells the tale, how many stories are untold
Of blood crazed men raping the young ones and the old
As they cheer with impaled babies on their bayonets
A beating heart turns to stone
Our new subjects to humiliation
Inflict pain, lashes and lacerations
Commit murder at every occasion
We're new masters of this nation
I, an ordinary man
I, a stranger to this land
I, will make you wish you ran
I, conqueror, will make you suffer
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12. |
31614-Panzram
02:06
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Flames lick the sky
The paint shop burns in the night
Bloodletting, beating, harassment
Now all turns to blood and ash
I wish you all had one neck
And that I had my hands on it
I wish you all had one neck
And that I had my hands on it
Arson
Burglary
Total death to all
Alcoholic fumes cloud the mind
Hunt for all mankind commencing
Burning, firing, taking by force
Now all turns right
Alias of death
Rage personified
Panzram
Murder
Sodomy
Total death to all
Panzram
Panzram
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13. |
Gutwound
07:09
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I hear a distant sound
A zipping through the air
Don't know what happened
A tiny piece of lead has ripped me open
Fear, blood, confusion
I never anticipated
That I'd experience
My intestines hanging out
Wrong place, wrong time
Can't walk, might die
As life runs out
I try to push it back in
I grunt, I howl
I scream, I cry
I close my eyes
As death draws near
I take the pain
Raise a cross, carve my name
There is no doubt
Gutwound, I'm bleeding out
I take the pain
Wish it had pierced my brain
I'm out of luck
It's a gutwound, I'm fucked
It's a gutwound, I'm fucked
The putrid smell fills the air
A mix of shit and blood
I regurgitate what's left inside
Propped up upon my rifle
Uncertain, delirious
Hard to understand
That this is it, my final breath
My body turned inside out
Wrong place, wrong time
Can't walk, might die
As life runs out
I try to push it back in
I grunt, I howl
I scream, I cry
I close my eyes
Death is here
I take the pain
Raise a cross, carve my name
There is no doubt
Gutwound, I'm bleeding out
I take the pain
Wish it had pierced my brain
I'm out of luck
It's a gutwound, I'm fucked
Incomprehensible
Skin cut open, guts are hanging out
If I don't bleed to death
The infections will surely finish me off
So this is it
My final moment
My fate
To die, writhing in pain
Relief, as the reaper hits me with his scythe
I accept this fate, just wish that I would fucking die
I begin to fade away, my body starts to feel so cold
Just another G.I Joe, with a hole in my stomach and a tag on my toe
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Envig Lidköping, Sweden
ENVIG is a death metal band with a punk approach influenced by the swedish punk scene "kängpunk". The band was formed in 2015 as a pure crust punk project, but quickly developed into something much more heavy, dark and faster when the members' love for old school death metal was mixed in. The band agreed that lyrics about the wrongdoings and shortscomings of man fitted the sound like a glove. ... more
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