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Headripper (The 2020 Demos)

by HEADRIPPER

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1.
Firebolt 04:04
Consciousness, it's something to toy with A lot exists in your mind A fearful reaction, you take misaction To the ones you thought that you liked Caught in a fire is a desolate object That burns in a deep woven star Enslaved to a question That no one can answer It'll haunt us until the end of time Death, won't you say? Just give me a way Death, won't you say? Just give me the key Caught in a fire is a desolate object That burns in a deep woven star It'll haunt us until the end of time Illuminate the sources in prospect The way they sent us to array Everything that's against us Everything that's gone wrong Death, won't you say? Just give me a way Death, won't you say? Just give me the key Caught in a fire is a desolate object That burns in a deep woven star It'll haunt us until the end of time
2.
Coming down like a railroad ride Is a dynasty, the genetic tide It’ll sweep the nation from its celebration With liberty and justice for all A bitter shoulder is out of hand Replacing prime with the primal As it replenishes the gimmick Your line will be buried in the sand Appointed wrongly by a mistake Disguising itself as the only way Inebriated sense of instinct I wonder how they’ll piece it to be The ensured mass will fuck you in the ass And suck your world dry just for their kind Obtaining honor through a bloodline It’s a lie for you Overpopulating righteousness It’s alive for you Milking it out till your bones are dry it’s alive for you Blowing up like a dying dream Is the breathing space for women to scream Modern culture has taken its toll Effectively undoing itself No more history on the shelves A bitter castration is in place So take these words and grab my hand Or your line will be buried in the sand
3.
Turncoat 04:13
Androgynous souls stiffen in their stews With ambiguous thoughts they claim is news Opinions clashing until their last breath All in all, they're destined for the same death Let's see how many of them will bite Let's see them fight They're scrounging for that last word to have Dividing themselves from the true issue A million bodies are starving to death As they ignore The spreading cancer that plagues their friends One by one, they will die The ones who fight just want to be right Every night Evaporated into a morsel of their own self-esteem Turning into victims from their own throats The killing stranger As long as they get to kill the turncoat A massacre behind the sheets Will bring defeat To the service of a crime When it's time to die From accolades brought by them Wealthy force against the source of progress Tesla's tomb screams out "What a waste, it's a disgrace" Humankind throwing away as the time draws near Their fleeting final chance To relinquish to their world Entitlement, becoming humanity's turncoat Race relations gone back in time Teaching to always expect the worst Skeletons find their way out From the past's catacombs A national war is now imminent Your youthful seed shall be armed And you'll find there is no way out Another kid is shot in the streets A gentle breeze brushes onto the body bag Of which was once your son Devastation ideation Permeation into the kindred psyche Massive turn to the fourth reich Buildings crumble under morale It was a good run Until they worshipped decapitation Becoming a worldwide masturbation Another soul is blind in the streets An eye for an eye, a shot for a shot Now we all must die
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Headripper 04:33
So you think you'll come out strong But you know in the end I will Pieces of garnish surround the scope They're hanging your head by a red rope Killing your chances by the second Complacency is the word’s weapon An abomination bloated to death The only truce will come from guilt My hatred flows down like your blood All over the ashes of your shell It didn’t have to be this way But your insides made it too clear Fighting everything in sight Everything of what you fear You’re the root of the traveling hearse Your existence is just a dull curse So tell yourself what you need And watch your greed do the deed Or remember the endless memory "This simply is not your destiny" I'll chop down your source I'll weed out your soul I'll blast you to the wall First come, first serve I’ll fasten the grip I'll take you on a trip You won’t forget The Headripper Vague memories rely On your ambition's death Roaming through its bend Chained you are again And the hollow shell lives Tainting your own life's blood So you better get to cracking boy Cause it ain't gonna rip itself off

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released August 6, 2020

Dustin Dean
Robert Boyles

Lyrics by Dustin Dean
Music by Headripper

Mixed and mastered by Dustin Dean

Recorded at Club Knoll Studios

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HEADRIPPER Winston Salem, North Carolina

North Carolina crossover thrash.

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