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Machines Of Your Device
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Uncle Sam has created this monster, now experience the end you have summoned.
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Atheist/straight edged/gothic tinged/hate core
7 Scabs Of Majik came to the surface in 2003 with the debut release of "The Wrathful Handiwork Scathed In Luminol". This band can be called an Atheist/Straight Edged/Gothic Tinged/Hate Filled rock machine that incorporates metal as much as punk and even folk. No tolerance for drugs, alcohol or religion nor does it condone selling out to the man or pleasing others. What it is...is what we feel...and what we feel...is all we are.
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Genre
Metal • Death/Black Metal
Charts
#14,256 today Peak #138
#3,166 in subgenre Peak #21
Author
Matt Hitt
Rights
2004 Vampires Venom
Uploaded
July 04, 2004
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MP3 4.5 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
During the course of life, everybody has their pitfalls, some obstacles are harder for some due to their financial position on the ladder of life. When all is taken and nothing is left...the end may be as colorful as one had hoped their life would be.
Lyrics
MACHINES OF YOUR DEVICE In my haste Ive compounded the fracture Upon the steps of the god’s infrastructure Ive obliged with my own blind illusion Im your machine from your war’s own confusion My feet have bled before the answers of your callused eyes The system calculated savings that Ive been denied Judicial ignorance of justice has prolonged the pain My better half has gone with fetus fed from passing lane… This is the end of the line…my bowels pushing it through Ive jumped the gates of the crime…and now Im part of you! Facts have gathered and the people are growing With more distrust and failed economy showing How can this class divide the poor amongst the poorest Inflation pushes jobs to borders broken down before us… And no more medical advisors take insurance claims And sacred benefits that once paid out will now betray And social advertised securities will never be Im here to recognize the exercise of liberty… You’re going to look in the eyes-of whats become your defeat On lawns we trample and die-from windows built do we seek…! Face to face with whats now the final part of me I concentrate on scarring minds that were my adversaries Make believe is what my country’s now becoming Time ticks resentment to a pace the war drum’s drumming… I pledge allegiance to change-one nation condemned Under scandals arranged-as justice makes it’s descend! I will walk with the dead-truth that’s whispered will spread Proletariat fed-from destruction! God is a fraud-governments a game Fear is the muscle-control is the pain….
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