Top Of The Chain

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Merging all partitions
Clearing up disputes
Urging new conditions
Toughening the roots

Selfish, cunning measures
Block the morning light
Bucketful of hate
A clog we have to fight
Self-made bosses
Corrupt, abuse and lie
That center of the universe
Conception has to die

Chaos, famine
Unrelenting exodus
Two-bit skills
Mass producing labourers
Bread, circus
Passive, yielding population
Fascist creed
Slow motion assassination

Beside personal beliefs
Lies the chore of self-release
Before the sky turns red
We must avoid bloodshed

A better future lies ahead
Not far away
Fend off the quiet living dead
The castaway
Shall rise and see the light of day

Mobs of rebel misfits
Growing more and more
Once rejected victims
Announce the final war
A final war, though
Just like the one before:
Another class takes over
Shedding never-ending gore

Taking over
Look for cover
Chaos rising
Polarizing

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from Pariah, released September 11, 2017

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Blend of hard rock, metal and punk.

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