Mauser - Isolation Lyrics
1. Intro/Excommunication
panic
confusion
widespread fear
immediate chaos
struggle
when the public's exposed
immediate struggle
desperate
aggression
savage thirst
when the lights go out
and the lines are dead
2. Catacombs
descending into
unimaginable darkness
piled high uniform heaps
dead
no eyes just emptiness
with a gaze still upon you
alone / trapped in the dark
breathless judgement
by these ancient rites
no hope no sympathy
darkness with one way out
the sewers of lifeless bliss
in this tomb
this hellish existence
3. Deterioration
he wakes up in cold sweat
reliving the hell he called home
screaming in fear of the wounds
that time won't heal
the smoke clears
frightened faces
the mind clears
frightened faces
cacophonous memories
deteriorate rational thought
he lusts for the end in the barrel
but the living
hold their false hope
this isn't living revisiting the man made hell in this constant torturous purgatory with the walls closing in the pain takes its toll on him takes its toll on them all gutting the beaten's existence leaving him alone rotting in the street all this and more for the sick the tired the hero that prays for the end that prays for death
4. Void
greed induced need of the parasytic implant
making it the goal to flaunt these futile creations
filling the void
numbing the void
while the impoverished pounds of humans overflow
we gladly excrete more of our corrosive bastards
populate with extreme prejudice
we eat away our hope
only solution is death
5. Cocoon
suffering in a collapse of reality
breathing through a technological maze
creating a comfort
constructing a cocoon
block out the sun for the light sheds not on the isolated
giving up
retreating within
inside the mind
lost
6. Madness
struggling to maintain the reason
but the reason is stretched with compromise
guilt is a pit growing inside you
but the feeling is just divine
giving into the madness
giving in
believing there is no other choice
delusion embedded deep within
stretching your grasps to the end
denial to laughter with no regrets
muffling the cries of the helpless
with a chuckle and a grin
7. Oblivion
with such power there's no question
why there are complete worlds
at these bastards disposal
our world is forfeit to oblivion
the fires of industry will claim us all
while in the grips of these careless hands
they have complete control
from their profit
there comes
violence and fear
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