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Vice

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1.
No Sacrifice 02:07
Left to rot, Left for not A crooked path to my throne Liar's bricks built my home Until now sunken by The sigh of a recurring dream Now Risen, My Star of Force and Fire No Sacrifice No sacrifice I won't be your sacrifice Fail within, through ice thin mocking fingers cast a deathly pall Ringing shadows all Now Risen, My Star of Force and Fire No sacrifice no sacrifice I won't be your sacrifice Forty days and forty nights My blood was beautiful as it misted in the proud noon sun My Star of Force and Fire Fill these hands with ire cast these tyrants down whose leash cuts 'round your neck pull their mocking grins into the ground with you into the ground
2.
And every door I want to open is flowing with tears a river to nowhere and every decision I want to make is chased by Reason's Absurdity! A laughing axe to my throat A falling whip on my hands What do I wanna do?? What do i wanna do??? And every fire I could start burning with Ice wrapped chains on my desire and both of my arms never reaching, enslaved to an i that isn't me! a laughing axe to my throat a falling whip on my hands what do you wanna do? What do i wanna do?? A stone turned in a whisper silence invites the coming fire Venus bled on thorns of roses
3.
Inner Exile 02:27
Freedom is never to be reached by the weak Throw away all weakness, Tell your body it is strong throw away all weakness tell your mind it is strong A burden too sharp to hold Fate burned embers never cold throw away all weakness tell your body it is strong throw away all weakness tell your mind it is strong From Gold-forged Steel! Turn the scalpel on yourself cut the traitor underneath turn the scalpel on yourself, if you can Freedom is never to be reached by the weak throw away all weakness tell your body it is strong throw away all weakness tell your mind it is strong A burden too sharp to hold True breath worth its weight in gold throw away all weakness tell your body it is strong throw away all weakness tell your mind it is strong From Gold-forged Steel!!! turn the scalpel on yourself cut the traitor underneath turn the scalpel on yourself cut the traitor underneath if you can
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So, even today, a mass of maggots swarm Heaving over the carrion Earth A Brotherhood bound blind by Greed and Lust for their own rottenness CRUSH CRUSH CRUSH CRUSH Dagger-armed I won't sink into the coils of Nihilism That state of many-hood, Bound and Loathing A slave to all other's gaze, Receiving nothing Servants to a self-seeded unloving master You cast your soul a nagging tongue, A Shuddering disaster So, even today, a mass of maggots swarm heaving over the carrion Earth a Brotherhood bound blind by Greed and Lust for their own rottenness CRUSH CRUSH CRUSH CRUSH Effulgent light is at our center!!! and darkness its only friend that state of many-hood, Bound and Loathing A slave to all other's gaze, receiving nothing Servants to a self-seeded unloving master you cast your soul a nagging tongue, a Shuddering disaster So, even today, a mass of maggots swarm heaving over the carrion Earth a Brotherhood bound blind by Greed and Lust for their own rottenness
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The word of Sin is restriction Coiled self-defeating friction Endless Spiral mental war who was all this sacrifice for? Get low get low get low strike the final blow this world, all misery weeping and tears boundless suffering for all the ones only chasing fears a few Golden balls roll, chased by a mass of wretches as for me and mine, we will hold on to something more precious A final grave for indecision true breathing true breathing! a final grace for my ignorance clothes that no longer suit me get low, get low, get low strike the final blow! this world, all misery weeping and tears boundless suffering for all the ones only chasing fears a few Golden balls roll, chased by a mass of wretches as for me and mine, we will hold on to something more precious

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released March 24, 2024

Recorded by Trent and Solly at the Unit

Mixed by Solly Royal

Mastered by DJ Khaled

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