Maroon [Metalcore/Post-thrash Metal]

The Beginning of the End

You think this isn’t right.
You think you don’t deserve this.
But you keep working on.
The beginning of the end.

What do you think?
How much pain can she take?
Before she’s fighting back.
And takes all you love away.

You hurt, you kill, and now your time runs out!
You rapist, you murderer, you fucking liar!
Her pain, her cries, all this is your demise!
You rapist, you murderer, you fucking liar!

EARTH STRIKES BACK!

You think this isn’t right.
You think you don’t deserve this.
But you keep working on.
The beginning of the end.

What do you think?
How much pain can she take?
Before she’s fighting back.
And takes all you love away.

Do you really think you can rape our mother without punishment?
What goes around comes back around, no one is save in the end.

Your cries remain unheard.
there’s no one left to listen.
They have been taken away.

The smell of human flesh.
It deafens all your senses.
This must be fucking hell.

You hurt, you kill, and now your time runs out!
You rapist, you murderer, you fucking liar!

EARTH STRIKES BACK!
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An End Like This

The seven symbols of the apocalypse.
Show the way on the bloody burning sky.
The last days of civilisation.
And the four riders coming down to earth and DESTROY…

Watch the murdered rise from the dead- dead.
And the punishment for the guilty is sure.

The melodies of the seven trumpets.
An infernal sound of suffering.
Rage and power of the enslaved.
United in the hordes of hate and revenge…

Demons of the final judgement burn landscapes to ashes.
Fragments of dead bodies laying in my hands.
And the blood flows from my face.
And the blood flows from my face
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Shadow of the Vengeance

The knife cuts the warm flesh.
A cry, bloody cry.
An already long time routine.
Machines bring the daily noise.

A sound of thousand victims.
A sound of death.
There’s no one in the dark.
There’s no one in the dark.

Thousand litres of blood.
Running every day.
Thousand souls.
Sent away…

I won’t close, close my eyes.
I can see, I can see.
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Drowning

I feel like drowning in this world of misery.
I raise my fist to fight this stupidity.
My inner self tells me to keep on struggling.
For those absolute rights and against their suffering.

And I don’t regret my self- reliance.
In this world full of dead and senseless dying.
Too much blood has been shed, greed leads to violence.
In this world full of death I keep on trying…

blood covers your conscience…profit stops your pity!

Can’t you see their suffering?
How can you ignore their pain?
Look at the locked- up victims, don’t turn your head away.
You are responsible (too), so start to save your soul.
Consumer of this slavery for the taste on your palate…

Do you know the price they have to pay?
Can you ignore their hell everyday?

Blood covers your conscience…profit stops your pity!
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