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Death Art Cult

by Cynical Device

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1.
I plan my day Around the times that others are Not out or asleep I adhere to my routine Hoodies and headphones Sunglassess, optional Spikes from head to toe These are my Antisocial rituals Revel in my solitude (My) Antisocial rituals Spells to avoid everyone Friends don't exist Everyone's got a shelf life, so I go without In the end, it's for the best Keep moving, not looking Don't stop for them Keep moving, keep moving No matter what they say
2.
They all say it's a waste of time You have to get a job, just to survive These silly games and make believe Won't give you what you need You're just a drain on the human race You've got nothing to show and no experience Doomed to be another cliche Pathetic in every way (But the) Death art cult is your ticket to fame (this is the) Death art cult, so pretentious and vain (Come on) Death art cult give up your life (this is the) Death art cult won't you hang me tonight Everyone's got something to say The pressure builds to comform To the rest in the 9-5 Or lay down and die
3.
Like Cancer 03:06
7 billion Reasons to count me out No need to list It's all so obvious They live, They breed And poison eveything The spark, the flame It's all: Spreading like cancer Invading all Spreading like cancer Declaring war Spreading like cancer Corrupting all Spreading like cancer We're doomed to fall Social outlets Are all conduits For healthy cells To be compromised Leaving a shell To hide what's dead inside The hate, the pain It's all: Spreading like cancer Invading all Spreading like cancer Declaring war Spreading like cancer Corrupting all Spreading like cancer We're doomed to fall
4.
Low class, human trash Weak-willed parasites They all shit where they sleep And make others pay Don't expect sympathy From someone like me I want to be the junkie killer I would be the lesser evil These pests and vermin Poison everything The plague is spreading It's time to tip the scales I'd be like Lee Harvey And they'd be JFK I want to be the junkie killer I would be the lesser evil The infected swarm From dusk, till dawn Like zombies, consumed with A singular need They feed on compassion Most are too far gone An action must be Taken to new extremes I want to be the junkie killer I would be the lesser evil
5.
You bring them all to their knees Picture perfect disease Hypocrite, playing the saint Weak will, thin skin Triggered by everything Then there's me A bold and ghastly sight Then there's me The darkness to your light Then there's me With words to make you cry Then there's me This is me You give them all what they want Perpetuate this plague Functioning to appease Cowards, complete In need of safe spaces
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I'll tell you, this is my natural state Composed of gloom and character flaws All efforts to change come full circle As I'm fighting my first world demons I'm gonna die with this hatred inside Every day reminds me why The more I try the more the more I feel That my reasons are justified I got lost somewhere on the way I checked in, but I'm barely here No one will be around when I say goodbye I'm gonna die with this hatred inside Every day reminds me why The more I try the more the more I feel That my reasons are justified I've been running on a skeleton crew As I wake and relive yesterday The past has shown me what to expect Conditioned to see the worst in everyone

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released March 1, 2018

John Proctor: All Vocals, Music, Lyrics, Production

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