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When the spoils are all taken
No more blood to suck
All funds are depleted
Nothing more to rob
The underdogs have nothing left to lose
Stressed under the burden, sick of being used
This is the time of declaration
Everyone else has turned their backs
We will rise up and make a statement
No matter the consequences
Millions of throats discharge
Aa devastating scream
Witness our uprising
The greatest you've ever seen
No more abiding, and no compromise
No negotiations, crush their empire of lies
This is the time of declaration
Everyone else has turned their backs
We will rise up and make a statement
No matter the consequences
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Preacher of Suffering
02:57
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Been there, done that
I harbor no regrets
Conflicts, mistakes
They’re all part of what it takes
Through the intrigue and mischief
In the end I have prevailed
Relentless against all hindrance
Still holding on to my dreams
Hell-bent on this forever
It’s better late than never
What you call loss I call it gain
Don’t wanna change my misery, it’s all just too vain
I might not be the future, but still I'm here
Pleader of doom, preacher of Suffering
Ignored by the mass
Don’t fit into no class
Fuck trends and business
Never cared for what is hip
No shame for my ways
I don’t need to be appraised
Spreading filth is what I do
If you don’t like it, well, fuck you!
What you call loss I call it gain
Don’t wanna change my misery, it’s all just too vain
I might not be the future, but still I'm here
Pleader of doom, preacher of Suffering
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Snitches Get Stitches
03:03
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You're the one nobody trusts
For you I have no love lost
Snake in the grass, filthy snitch
Choke and die you fucking bitch
You thought you won, so wrong
For that I wrote this song
Lick upwards and stomp below
Setting a new standard of low
When I meet you on the street
Vengeance will be so fucking sweet
Spineless piece of shit lies to my face
An embarrasment to the human race
Crossing others to get ahead
For me there's no peace until you're dead
Snictches get stitches
You cocksucker
Snitches get stitches
Die motherfucker!
Corporate slave, you make me sick
Go and suck your masters’ dicks
No-class bastard, pathetic slime
You thought I would just let this slide?
Lick upwards and stomp below
Setting a new standard of low
When I meet you, on the street
Vengeance will be so fucking sweet
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K1 (KMK cover)
02:29
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Mikor az utca kövére rátérdel az alkony
Megdermed a kutyák bűze járdákon és falakon
Serényen lapítanak kik éjjel kemények
Nem piszkálják már fantáziájukat remények
A nyomor, az ínség, a mindennapok szava
Nem hallatszik el távol, ordít a körút zaja
Kicsi és szerény a szerelem ad-hoc helye
Mindent áthat a szükség dohos, monoton ereje
K1
A kellem, a báj és a szer van ahol olcsó
Vadabb helyeken nem több, mint néhány korsó
Sápadt angyalok mikor szemedbe néznek
Várják bőszen a holnapot, de mégis a mának élnek
Ismert a környék, ismert a tér és az utca,
Ismert a gúnyneved és álmaidnak sorsa,
Ismert a ház, a kapualj százéves bűze
Ne merj kételkedni abban, hogy lakója szűz-e!
K1
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Another day in this hell
The one you call your life
Reality issues
Another punch across your eyes
Not in the mood for anything
Especially not for the treadwheel
Struggle hard in vain
Looks like you lost the game
An ever-growing desperation
It overruns your mind
Prompting to break the circle
Tear these shackles from inside
You feel so exhausted
Still you have to go
The bills are due soon
And your account's fuckin' low
They're already waiting
At the workplace
The boss is impatient
You'd rather kick his face
The war you daily wage
In which you stand on your own
Smile, while full of rage
How long can you hold on?
The war you daily wage
Raise your head up high
Rise and break the cage
Never let them keep you down
Face struggles, they can be won
No other way, just keep pushing on
Need to end these vague days
You're destined to more than this
Despise the people
In the public you see
Sorry exuses
For so called human beings
Like they're already dead
So null and mindless
Willing to bow
Unable to rise above
The war you daily wage
In which you stand on your own
Smile, while full of rage
How long can you hold on?
The war you daily wage
Raise your head up high
Rise and break the cage
Never let them keep you down
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Fight
03:29
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30 long years frozen in time
They still preach water while drinking wine
Sick of the same lack of consent
Over and over and over again
Politicians change but there's no real change at all
Repeating the cycle to perpetuate this war
No tolerance for the grand thievery
Resistance: the only way that is real
Fight, follow your sense of justice
Kill all who stand in your way
Fight with everything that you have
We must make those bastards pay
They only act like they care
While taking all our rights
I still have the right to hate
And I've got many on my side
They are trying to tell me how to live my life
Like I cannot determine what is wrong or right
No tolerance for the grand thievery
Resistance: the only way that is real
Fight, follow your sense of justice
Kill all who stand in your way
Fight with everything that you have
We must make those bastards pay
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Coldsaw Budapest, Hungary
The lowest of the low coming from the depths of the Budapest undergroud by current and former members of Türböwitch and, KMK.
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