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We think we are what we are not
We fight for what is wrong
we sing our sinful song
Truth not known all along
Come and hit my bong
For in not to long
When there is no pong
We will jump to our feet
Go through the street
Ring the dinner bell of the dead
Sing of sin & drink of gin
While with a fateful grin
We communicate
using our heads!!

Call us the deads!!!

Hypocritical demons blocking my movement,
The stench of sin I smell when they disappear
and I'm left with the job of killing their victims
I'm merely a pawn in the game
Replaceable like soldiers in a fake war
I slowly regret selling my soul
Now there's no turning back
The chains are tight and they've thrown away the key
Everything's black, cold, quiet, and wet
I've been deceived,
I know the time is drawing near
For me to die
I live my life trying to scar the world
Destroy the demons who try to take my life away
but who am I?
Is this life really worth all this pain?
Is death the same?
My insides melt in shame
because I fear I will never know,
It's over,
I AM FOREVER...

credits

from I​.​E​.​N. [demo], released May 3, 2002
Wil.T - Vox
Karrie - Lead Guitar
Nada - Rhythm Guitar
Solrac - Bass
Steve - Drums

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Fuck the Mainstream Records is an independent D.I.Y. record label based in the FL Panhandle & originally from STX. The label features a varied degree of genres and talent in its roster, mostly Gulf Coast based. Celebrating 24years deep.

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