FACING THE GALLOWS - Oldschool Metalcore from South Africa

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Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Clinton Watts at Watts Productions

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Lyrics BLACKENING

So we're
Changing, and so do the faces and names of our enemies,
Frustrated, by consequences made by those who don't fucking breathe.

Days i've spent wandering looking for answers to your cold,
Lies, i've watched for to long as the plagued lead the purged and the innocent.

Sinners are lurking, the damned are claiming our minds,
Im not going to take it,
I've had enough of this,

The murder, the bloodshed, the burning of bodies,
The violence, the hunger, the deaths of our kin.
Disorder through order, as kings lead their sheep.
Divided and conquered, they prey on the weak
Will they lead by deceit?

What are they conjuring in this fortress of power?
With the blood of our mothers, on the backs of our fathers.
While we're taught to hate.
Can you hear me now, I got something, I want you to listen,
Don't want to be a number, don't want to die in this fucking prison

Changing, and so do the faces and names of our enemies,
Frustrated, by consequences made by those who don't fucking breathe.

How many more years?
Will pass till anything gets done?
No more excuses, don't tell me you haven't woken up.
My blood is pumping, the end is near.
Im not going to take it,
I've had enough of this,

The murder, the bloodshed, the burning of bodies,
The violence, the hunger, the deaths of our kin.
Disorder through order, as kings lead their sheep.
Divided and conquered, they prey on the weak

They prey on the weak.
They prey on the weak.
We are the masses it starts with us.

They pray that we don't find the blood on their fucking hands,
Been silent for to long, what have these tyrants done?
They speak with callused tongues, repeating corruption.
No more trembling, dismantle the hierarchy.

Do you know our sacrifice?
These prisoned walls, their poisoned words, they make us weak and dependent,
We've seen it all, we're one and all,
We wont be their perilous victims now.

Kill them,
Put them in their cold graves,
Burn them,
Burn them all to ashes

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