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More Than Morbid
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Song about exacting hatred against those in deservance.
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History of having too much time on my hands. Wish I had a full band to transpose this stuff. I suck with real instruments, so I generally rely on synthetic st
Mostly just me. I've been in numerous projects/bands over the years, all based in or around Cedar Rapids, IA, such as STIFLE, Vent, Three Degrees East, and Two Fifths/Relapse (Acoustic Duo). Finding and keeping a full band has always been a dream/goal, but is apparently much more difficult than it should be. I use whatever media at my disposal to "create" backing music for my vocal structures and yes, I do write plenty of my own lyrics. As a kid I'd always sing in the shower and try to memorize as many songs I heard on the radio as I could lol Guess it's just always been in me. I've always strived to be better, and have better equipment to work with, but that's also been a bit taxing.
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Genre
Metal • Industrial Metal
Author
Hatch
Rights
2007 Hatchsezso
Uploaded
April 24, 2007
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MP3 4.1 MB • 128 kbps • 4:29
Story behind the song
Simply a spiteful message to those who wanna f**k with the wrong mofo.
Lyrics
My eyes of orange & red, thoughts of coals in my head What for this sickening howl, heavy as lead Wash away my content, to wish that you would get bent And vermillion rain splashing upon your tent I'm a freak like that, with a baseball bat Loose on the streets, I'm crackin skulls with a splat But could you blame a poor guy, who try after try Fails to moisten his life thats so dry Don't assume there's no blame here I'm catching onto your hemisphere With sticky hands that love to adhere So run & hide, it's a game I call "fear" (R): Shaded black, cardiac attack More than morbid I keep on comin back Fierce as flames, I'll remember your names More than morbid I'll flush you down the drain Rays of sunlight, beam through you so bright That it nauseates me, like guns in a fight Step away from my face, you're like falling from grace And I wipe you off the earth - completely erased Got me full of disgust, you're now collecting rust Bone marrow caught in the wind, blown away - dust to dust Don't expect that you will make it When I say you're toast I won't fake it And if I want your blood I'll take it This is my world now so I shake it Don't assume there's no blame here I'm catching onto your hemisphere With sticky hands that love to adhere So run & hide, it's a game I call "fear" (R) Black & dreary, are you feeling weary? Misty clouds around you, Heaven hasn't found you Tragically, you beg for air But there's no mercy for me to spare So die...Die motherf**ker, I said die I said die motherf**ker (R)
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