1. |
Receiver
03:55
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Порох греет холодную сталь
С каждым нажатием спуска.
Лента снабжает новой едой,
Сегодня повар — разгрузка.
Спокоен на предохранителе,
В бою агрессивен.
Я — тот, кто держит за рукоять,
Моё имя — ресивер.
Я — сердце, что бьётся ударом затвора,
Сжигая по патрону за раз.
Мой паспорт — серийный номер.
На планке место будущих глаз.
У меня нет души, как и должно солдату,
Мой жизненный цикл — стрельба!
Со мной на руках ты примешь решение
Ты, или тебя.
Я есть продукт инженерии.
Венец её творения.
Я на страже порядка,
Я — инструмент мятежа.
Я там, где я всегда нужен.
Неважно, мир это или война.
Когда цивилизация к власти пришла,
Тогда родился и я.
Я — сердце, что бьётся ударом затвора,
Сжигая по патрону за раз.
Мой паспорт — серийный номер.
На планке место будущих глаз.
У меня нет души, как и должно солдату,
Мой жизненный цикл — стрельба.
Со мной на руках ты примешь решение
Ты, или тебя.
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2. |
Cultist's Scream
03:00
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The dreaming god
Has called to his hordes!
Promising to show
The worlds unexplored!
Speaking through the Word,
He gathers the chosen!
The binding of dimensions is about to be broken!
Those once close
Are no longer accepted!
Disavowal of the chosen few
Came unexpected.
Live again!
Vengeance redux!
Crudux cruo!
Maranax infirmux!
Spending years in a hollow grave
Makes you thirsty for revenge!
Doesn't make a difference
That the world around has changed.
Sunk in the darkness
Of the one that binds.
Expanding their numbers
By corrupting minds!
Those once close
Are no longer accepted!
Disavowal of the chosen few
Came unexpected.
Live again!
Vengeance redux!
Crudux cruo!
Maranax infirmux!
Feeding on the bodies
Of comrades once close.
Aiming to kill
What has again been reborn.
Pumping each and everyone
Full of lead.
Fresh meat for the evergrowing army of the undead!
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3. |
MK Ultra
04:17
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Эксперименты без сострадания,
Нацистких учёных секретные знания.
Фундамент из тел как основа прогресса.
Этот отчёт не дойдёт до конгресса.
Меняем сексуальные ориентации,
Готовим население к эксплуатации.
Обещаем свободу, ломаем сознания.
На алтарь науки кладутся страдания.
Пределы вменяемости
Должны быть нащупаны.
Все струны души
Должны быть прощупаны.
От пытки унтерменша
К сверх-гражданину.
От ЛСД
Вперёд к мескалину.
Ещё одно тело в безымянной могиле.
Чтобы америка всегда была в силе.
Полиция мыслей не будет нужна,
Жертва должна быть принесена.
Расходный материал приходит в негодность,
Только б не придали огласке отчётность.
Моральные нормы давно уж чужды,
Науке они всё равно не нужны.
Пределы вменяемости
Должны быть нащупаны.
Все струны души
Должны быть прощупаны.
От пытки унтерменша
К сверх-гражданину.
От ЛСД
Вперёд к мескалину.
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4. |
Riot Control
02:22
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Shoulder to shoulder we stand in a line
And we are headed your way.
A patch on my arm says Riot Control,
You better start running away!
My baton shall crush another innocent skull,
Every one on my way shall fall one by one!
We are the order, the ones who stand tall!
Special forces, Riot control!
Trained to be in power where power is strength.
We are the ones who decide your fate!
Unstoppable force, like a speeding train,
You will not be able to protest us again.
My baton shall crush another innocent skull,
Every one on my way shall fall one by one!
We are the order, the ones who stand tall!
Special forces, Riot control!
Electroshock dancing, pepper spray neutralising!
Fallen get stomped, we are advancing.
People are right, they don't need a gun.
Beating them up is way too much fun!
(My)Armor is black so you don't see the blood.
We are the drought, crowd is the flood.
Absolute power, we are the police!
Enemy's dead — there's your peace.
Time to riot!
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5. |
Dahmer
05:42
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Left by yourself.
Floodgates are opened!
All sinful thoughts are now pouring out.
Rejected passions
Now know how to swim.
Alcohol couldn't drown them out.
Getting to know you,
Sharing a bowl,
I am assuming
Direct
Control!
Strangling makes the face turn blue,
Fantasies need a little help to come true.
In pursuit of love
Creating a partner,
One that won't leave once you are done.
Plan proven in action,
One time after another.
But, there was one that was able to run.
Back to the streets,
The victim's escaping!
Calling for help, there's someone around.
Downscale the fighting,
Convincing calmness.
The subject's returned to continue the fun.
All that it took was to call him a lover,
They were dumb and he was Dahmer!
Objectification, dehumanization,
Acid injection straight into the brain,
Total control, the domination.
Bodyparts spared to preserve and maintain.
New iteration, the old one's conspumption,
Wrap the inedible in cellophane.
Feed the addiction, become the obsession!
Prayers to violence on the altar of ten.
Unpunished beast
Taunting the law.
The collection of trophies
Made with a saw.
Consumed the most
Of those who once bled,
Best work buddy is a mummified head.
Attention keeps wandering,
Mind is sleeping away!
Another one running,
Time to call it a day.
Guilty, but insane.
Confessed to it all!
Removed from this world in a shower brawl.
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Receiver Volzhskiy, Russia
Thrash/Death metal from Volzhskiy, Volgogradskaya oblast.
Receiver does not align itself with any existing political ideology.
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