Hounds of Hate - Hate Springs Eternal Lyrics
1. The World Turns
I've seen evil in the hearts of men
the envy and hatred feed off the weakness again and again
the only certain truth
you get done how you do
I'll get what I deserve
I know the world turns
the slow tide of justice is coming around
a cycle of suffering no one gets out
sooner or later I'll get what's mine
when the hands of fate tell me it's my time
I know the world turns round
right back on me
struck by the fist that you're swinging
2. Violent Dreams
mild men with violent minds
they leave reality behind
fulfilling some dark fantasy
they'll take it out on you and me
no violent dreams
no more fantasy
millenial subordinate you act so tough think you're the shit
shadowboxing kid gloves a costume ball for playing at acting a fool
no more
violent dreams of mobs fighting in the streets
stomping your enemies
shit you won't ever see
violent dreams of chains swinging punches thrown
gangs battle for control
all that you'll never know
I'm done fuck off
you try to play so hard
you're just a fucking fraud
slave to a twisted mind
don't waste my precious time
3. Teenage Blues
I don't want to be another lovesick fool
crying bout a game that ain't got any rules
don't give a fuck about what you lose
no heartbreak no teenage blues
it ain't right
and love ain't fair
but I don't care
you won a stupid prize
from a stupid game
my respect or those teenage blues
you've got to choose
sold shit I can't stand
about what makes you a man
love some stone age plan
that I
don't give no credence
don't pay no mind
can't shake that weakness
I know just what you are
naive and terrified
4. Made Your Bed
made your bed
hung by a thread
you know the act had to end
I told you once must've said it all a thousand times
you cling to airs, trends, and looks fuck your shallow life
I see it all fall apart what a fucking shame
down in flames
I don't feel no pity I don't feel no remorse
you got just what you deserved you made your bed
every word paints you into the corner you're in
5. First World Justice
dollars for bodies profit for death
suffering's all that you get
public disorder private wealth
the future ain't good for your health
they wage their war on the city streets
because you lived it doesn't mean you're free
they want to throw you in a cage
leviathan fed on pain
one accountable to none
raining death from above
corporate schemes to lock us up
death squads drone strikes first world justice
condemned to live in a world
that enslaves and consumes its young
U.S. of babylon
and I ask has my time come
6. Wages of Sin
what will you say
thrust to the void
held to account
for the lives you've destroyed
all men killing to live wages of sin
all men reap what they've sewn
one must die so
another may live
blood soaked lies
you shield yourself in
cults of flesh and bone
blood for the pleasure of some
though it goes on
you will reap the wages of your sin
7. Axe to Grind
mama never taught you how
to know when to keep thoughts to yourself
don't got nothing nice to say
well how bout you shut the fuck up
always got your axe to grind
talking about me and mine
bullshit rolling off your tongue
you've had your fun
this time you're done
I'm a fascist cop knuckle dragging frat boy jock
I can't win when I'm trying to live
so I'd rather be pissing you off
I've heard it all before so could you please make it quick
if I gotta hear one more self-righteous dick
I'll lose my mind
who gave you the right
to make me justify
how bout you live your life
and stay the fuck out of mine
8. Watch You Fall
you're always dragging me down
you liars and deceivers and clowns
thank god it's a matter of time
before you fools change your mind
I try I struggle I fight
to put you on the other side
while you count yourself among
I wait for your time to come
watch you fall time takes them all
and we'll be better off
the worthless uncertain I'm hoping that time breaks them all
dared to name yourself one of us
the day never comes soon enough
just to watch you fall
I just can't wait to watch you fall
9. Washed Out
tell me again what you're owed
bullshit you spun into gold
lives that you left behind
old before your time
you can't live that life
washed out
good thing you've got time
new kid same old shit
washed out
it just makes me sick
sick of the life that you led
no one's got a gun to your head
weekend punks half-assed chumps I wish you would
no one owes you shit
all you're owed here's the door
and no more live and die by the sword
you never lied about the man that you were
but everyone's got their price
the last thing that your money can't buy you
is the meaning to your worthless fucking life
10. Dime
don't need your love
don't fear your hate
don't see your kind
don't spend my time
in the rush just to fall in line
from no one to someone in the blink of an eye
you'd kill to mean something and you barely know why
only out to turn a dime
don't swallow the fucking lie
the one way up leads to no way out
pretend to know who I am trying to fleece me for clout
you think I'm dying to live a life just like yours
don't make me laugh man cause I wouldn't do it if I had ten more
I can't express the depth of my disgust
sold out fools like you who can't see how you got me fucked up
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