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Machtmenschen

by Toothgnasher

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Ignorotica 03:18
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Ignorotica Chasing our sole desires No consequence too great. We don’t stop to think of the things we may affect. Carry out life as a right We never think of the debt We never think of regrets For the little things we no longer see. What can it matter, when the world is our toy? Our limitless plaything. Carry on, as usurpers, we’re free. Religion says its right. There cannot be a soul, It glitters, it must be gold. Watch the vision of tomorrow grow cold, I break the frost. What of the meaning in between? Though it glitters it isn’t always gold, As a child neither bought, nor sold I see the fate, in the answers you seek Carry on, this way of life! No life beyond these city walls. How idle should we stand, as our new world falls? Always with your Dollar Bill, I shall never give foot! Make way for Christ.
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Desert Sand 04:50
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Desert Sand V1 In a war we did not start. In a land where we should not be. We fight our way through the desert sands No reason, we follow orders to a T. In a place forgotten by god Its such a sight to see, We find our bodies in the desert sand, Medium rare, for an act of complacency. And if we ever go home, My face you will not recognise, My temperament extreme. We’ve given our souls, Can you not, see it in our eyes? As we become the machine. Another cog replaced. Take a shot to the gut, they’ll make it alright. Stitched out of body parts, but the same old face. V2 From a voice we’ve never heard. This republican president; Some business man with a power driven appetite. So many fell, still falling post retirement. In This place forgotten by the gods Its such a site to see. Military suicide numbers so high no way to pay our Debts. When dying for ‘democracy’. And if we ever make it home, My conscience you will not recognise My temperament extreme. We’ve given ourselves, Can you not see it in our eyes. As we became this machine. Our home lives, in defeat. Our children so afraid More fighting left to face, they didn’t make it alright so many Debts left for us unpaid Chorus No semblance of reason! No outlet for the rage! Everyday, the war is in my head. If we’re not fighting we’re lock up in a cage. Our own hearts, do not recognise Its been so long since a lover could sate. We fight for our very lives, Don’t dare try to say you understand You can’t possibly relate. Our own eyes Do not recognise, as if our faces have changed. In any new light, so full of hate, our own children cannot communicate. Have our hearts so changed? So willing to take a life, No you cannot understand, Now we’re doing time for what you’ve trained.
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Machtmenschen 04:49
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Are we against all odds When screaming “enough!”? Are we against all hope? Upright citizens, stand up yourself. Are we against the grain Demanding change that works Is it against the law To stand up for ourselves? Ch 1 All of these things that cannot reveal All of these moments we cannot feel, All of this pride we cannot forsake Our belligerent hearts, they cannot take As opportunity turns into demise This is America, open your eyes, A land of dreams, economy and pride, We try to make ends meet when our lives collide All leaders alike, Lead us into the skies, No leaders alive, Only a prophets lies, All leaders alike, Such blinded eyes With nimble fingers Caressing corporate ties. All leaders alike, One goal; to win (/Pause) No leaders alive, Only a criminal sin. V2 Tear into my fingers! Scarring my family life! No time for the things that matter, No time to live our lives. Tear into our bitter flesh! Raping the dead for your petty cash! Outsourced and over achieved! The remnants of a misdirected past! V3 Tear apart this federal reserve Johnny boy! In your name we praise! Ch/end All of the answers they “cannot reveal” All of these moments we cannot feel, All of this pride we cannot forsake Our belligerent hearts, they cannot take Opportunity turning into demise This is America, open your eyes, A land of dreams, prosperity and pride, We try to make ends meet while our government lies! All of the truths, they cannot conceal All of this hell, it cannot be real, We let the law run astray and we cannot forsake In our belligerent hearts, the anger isn’t fake As opportunity turning into ash This is America, driven by hard cash, A land of bankers, economy and lies, We try to make ends meet, until we open our eyes All leaders alike, Lead us into the skies, No leaders alive, Only a prophets lies, All leaders alike, Such blinded eyes With nimble fingers Caressing corporate ties. All leaders alike, One goal; to win (/Pause) No leaders alive, Only a criminal sin.
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Bogeymormon 04:15
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Bogeymormon V1 I travel the globe Spreading the tale of Christ And I’m forever known, Giving unhelpful advice, I lurk upon your door, My time is sacrifice One moment never enough, (Joey can you hear me!?) I feed your kids, Walk the dog, Then I dig through your trash Wipe the tables, Spread the joy, And then we take your cash, A truer meaning of Christ, You can never know Unlock the kingdom divine, Then make a prayer for show My sister’s duty deferred, Spreading her latter-day thighs, Selling latter-day saints To men with hungering eyes, A message one of pride, As Jesus aims to please, And she swallows your lust, With a prayer on her knees. Chorus: V2 I don my robes on high, Lucas you'd do the same, With golden tablets divine, The angel Mormon came, Inside my Mormon abode, My sisters touch, so nice, (Joey can you hear me!?) We murdered Natives for Christ. Chorus: V3 Are the 12 tribes lost? Genetics always the same, So prepared for the holocaust, (Joey can you hear me!?) We’ve found the truth in a lie, Our family life so nice, With my sister exposed, She makes a comforting wife, I break my bicycle chain, My Mormon buddy in kind, I take his wheels for Christ, Leaving my Mormons behind. Your family life is safe, Your history is sealed, If you insult the church, Your 10 percent revealed We find the truth in a lie, With magic reading stones, Knocking on your door, Joey can you hear me? Chorus: And if you dare invite, There’s Mormons under your bed, A life of sin sounds nice, The Mormons over your dead. And do we kill our own kind? So many secrets must we keep, In the kingdom divine, We’re all happy latter-day sheep. (Joey can you hear me!?) And if you dare invite, They come around once or twice A shorter fuse you couldn’t light Here they come with their Mormon advice. And with your life, unclean. Here they come to take your ignorance away, Two cogs in the Mormon machine, Joey can you hear me!?
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Mary-go-Riot! 05:16
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Mary-go-riot V 1 This is my fist in the air, my sign of protest Awaiting a state of civil war Salvation returning, we aren’t slaves This is my voice so loud, my call of unrest Take a listen you’ll hear, a message to a weakening crowd Stand and die or be dead anyway We aren’t for sale Unbinding of hands, one shot for democracy Cutting off chains on a nation in atrophy. Propagate the change, display though we hardly define We will not be hard to see My revolution, the sudden impact of change Motis operandi, we will not live In a cage We are the end of resolve We will not die unless free. V 2 This is our fist in the air; let it signify, by meaning, we care. Bringing out a violent rebuttal, Our Semper Fidelis: we aren’t for sale. This is our voice so loud, a call to the def No tyranny will stop us now, Our progeny unfit, to see a need for revolt We will not be caged This is our litany; tomorrow will not be the same We are machine of machination, we did not make This is our battle cry, so take stance Our children, our future, in need of defense, This is our fist in the air, justify a justice of two percent, who cannot care we are a nation, equally behind, we will not be slaves This is my battle ground This is the state of my mind I can see something off, I cannot define, Right here before me, And yet I feel so blind This is my battle ground, The endless need for change, Dire is the state, Standing before us all, And yet we feel so blind
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dunkel Künstler 04:46
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dunkel Künstler Tearing me, My own sacrifice. Sharing my, Private hell. One small stroke on my Canvas, of bloodshed One final touch My masterpiece. Scar my soul, My inner child screams Forgive me, My view upon the world, Tear it to the ground, This fragment of history My fists paint The verse of life. Chorus V2 Hear thee now: This laugh within myself I can’t contain my Proclivities anymore. Breaking a vow, Silence is for the dead. Some promises cannot be upheld Shaking the now, the illusion of grandeur This little gift of intellect bestowed. Hear thee now, This clock beside my bed Counting down our time is done. Chorus I paint myself as an image of control, I sculpt myself with an iron fist, I write myself in roles, that never fail, I scar myself with the image of defeat I abuse my weakness I succumb to deceit I allow my pain, to justify revenge I paint myself as the image of a god I adorn myself in misery of man My hatred, so easily explained I forge myself in a hollow scream, I write myself inside your dreams, Such nightmares, they cannot be contained.
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Mentat 05:32
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Soulgrinder 05:55
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Angel of VIolence - Sore (Rememberance Remix by Toothgnasher feat NurseBellum) 07:11
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Sore An aged scar, it cannot heal. The time has taught me well, This time it’s all too real Falling apart, it atrophies. My resolve is gone. And I’m on my knees. Tear it out at the heart; Cut it clean. The anger known the things I’ve seen, I can take no more, (time wont heal) Time won’t heal this sore. Cherished life (in lividity) cherish the flesh Mother holding baby dear, on her breast, Baby falters from her arms. (Cosy no more) Baby turns to a man, (victory to vengeance) Man to a man, shake the hand hold tight, Now we’ve got a fight for interests in land. Time won’t heal this sore. The cycle goes on, the endless wheel. Father dies for the son. (Killed by the killer inside) For reasons I can’t see. Another generation gone, all hope lost. Upcoming life, from blood on the frost, Will it stay the same? (The sun grows cold) Child playing toys, same games we’ve played. Toy guns turn real, baseball into a hand grenade. Same clarion call, call to war, (Agitated Tyranny) Child turned man, goes without knowing what for. Time won’t heal this sore. No love lost, I’ve never been there, to hold your hand. (I’ve never been so alive) In the name of victory, we’ve given our lives, we are still men, /I’ve given my life, I am still man) (I’ve never felt so alive) This never changing let the orders stay the same, carry on, (Earning rank with a need to survive) For the sake of victory, we’ll never die in vein, carry on Tell the story to our sons. -

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released January 1, 2012

Special thanks go to NurseBellum for her wonderful vocals on the Sore remix, Löw Ph for his BEYOND grande imagery on photo, and on cover, Ziah Jolléy for the grand vision in video work, James Church of CRL Studios for his endless patience and epic volumes of people to refer Toothgnasher to, to get a bit further ahead, and as always, those who consider themselves fans. If it weren't for you, this wouldn't be.

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an accident that worked in our favour, will be including the female vocalist from the Sore remix
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