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Crucifliction
04:52
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All bow down before me
Are we ready everyone
Here we go
I am the devil in your mind
Conceived by man, unchanged with time
The persecution, hatred, lies
All wrapped in fear and lullabies
Hypocrisy is on the rise
And heresy is met with fire
And ignorance is served at mass
To those who wallow in the trough
Cause all that I see
Contrary to what they perceive
Inside all your monuments to me
Built on foundations of greed
Lust, death, wrath, and bigotry
Enslaving society
Creating a mockery
Revelations on its way
Break the seventh seal again
Unleashing the armies of faith
Armageddon
And all the lies, they serve upon the table
That fuel the fires that feed the persecutions
But who knows what fear reigns down upon them
Enslave the masses that rule through Crucifliction
It’s all lies
(It’s all lies)
It’s all lies
(It’s all lies)
It’s all lies
(It’s just lies)
It’s all lies
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2. |
Procession of the Damned
04:29
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Violent revolution is the only solution
To take down this oppressive regime
No longer will they denigrate
The lies they use to resuscitate
Breathing life back into humanity
Can’t live inside their system
It’s designed to condemn
And challenge those that threaten their rule
No I won’t live another day
Forced to bow, or obey
Guerrilla warfare is the only tool
Pull the trigger, burn the flag
Patriots only spew lies
Lynch your leaders, kill your idols
The faces they use to disguise
Hypocrisy, false democracy
We must expose and take a stand
I will not die like a good soldier
In the procession of the damned
Wake to find out you’re a slave
Bending over every day
Taking it straight up the ass
Don't give a shit about you
Always taking what you need
You live and die to fuel their greed
And in the end you get stuck with a bill
So fire some guns, drop some bombs
Make them suffer, make them crawl
All they understand is power and violence
Will you rise? Will you stand
Will you take them by their necks
And drown them in their blood
Pull the trigger, burn the flag
Patriots only spew lies
Lynch your leaders, kill your idols
The faces they use to disguise
Hypocrisy, false democracy
We must expose and take a stand
I will not die like a good soldier
In the procession of the damned
Spark the fire, funeral pyre
See the smoke and understand
This is the fate that will await
All those that kiss the iron hand
Hypocrisy, false democracy
We must expose and take a stand
I will not die like a good soldier
In the procession of the damned
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3. |
Shreds of Existence
02:42
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Praying for life that I once had
No fear or love to hold me back
No lack of cash, just loads of time
But the chemistry was never right
But it’s all luck
Get fame or fucked
Too bad the poseurs all survive
Without respect
Back to square-one
But what the hell
Cause I’m always high
Finding a means to an end
Auditioning and making friends
All falling dead along the way
To get the part, the price I pay
Keeping my eye on the prize
Fighting for scraps on the floor
I’m mad as hell and alive
Fighting for life and a shred of existence
Again
But it’s all luck
Get fame or fucked
Too bad the poseurs all survive
Without respect
Back to square-one
But what the hell
Cause I’m always high
Keeping my eye on the prize
Fighting for scraps on the floor
I’m mad as hell and alive
Fighting for life and a shred of existence
Again
Keeping my eye on the prize
Fighting for scraps on the floor
I’m mad as hell and alive
Fighting for life and I’m living on scraps
And a shred of existence again
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4. |
Iraqistan
04:35
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Vengeance comes in the form
Of a silver fallen angel
Bloodied armoured wings
Three thousand souls
Saints of light
Burned in the fires
Igniting revenge
Mobilizing
Motivating
Men to madness
And God says, kill them all
Paranoia
Of your neighbors
Closings
Of the borders
Looking backwards
Moving forwards
Deportations
Of the warlords
Kings of the sand
Inspire war
Terror, fear
To raise an army
To crush the heathens
Tell the world
They should be feared
They have the weapons
That impact the world
Hidden in a bunker in the sand
In this hell they call
Iraqistan
Strategic bombing
Missile strikes
Never see it coming
Done at night
Up goes the body count
And still they crave for more
Send in the infantry,
Artillery, and shell some more
Uncle Sam
Lied about the war
Supplied the terrorists
With the means for war
Bought their oil
With their blood
Told the world
That it’s all good
Coming home from
Eight years of death
Was it worth it in the end
All the money
And all the time
And all the people who needlessly died
For what? A lie
A patch of sand
We call Iraqistan
Uncle Sam
Lied about the war
Supplied the terrorists
With the means for war
Bought their oil
With their blood
Told the world
That it’s all good
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5. |
Human Target
04:20
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I’ll make you fear me
Loaded gun in hand
Spreading lies, misdirection
Terrorism with a plan
But how it all unfolds
Who knows
Bullets laced with hatred
Come hailing down again
Life’s cheap when bought and sold
Action
Reaction
Reload
Reload
Reload
Reload
Hunting relentlessly
Cleansing my homeland
My squadron’s holding steady
Insurgents die in the sand
Adrenaline and fear
Set to explode
Ambush lying somewhere
Fire in the hole
Flash bang! Blind their eyes
Easy targets
Confused and out of line
It’s called one shot, one kill
Miss him, and then you are dead
Die like a human target
Again, and again, and again, and again, and a
Too many corpses
Lying on the ground
Given new objectives
I leave your blood stained town
Retaliation for the dead
Next round
No war upon my conscience
Reward for my death toll
Beg for forgiveness
Because, God is not there
To help you
Reload
Reload
Reload
Reload
Unload
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6. |
Malice
04:03
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There will be punishment
Enforcing mind-control
Public trial; a mockery
Of the justice we once knew
There is no point in hiding
There is no place to run
Embrace our slavery
As they strip us of our guns
Cutting, twisting, snapping, burning
Until the body breaks
Thrashing, wrenching, writhing, bleeding
Pain keeps the mind awake
No forgiveness, no compassion
Nothing left but despair
You take an arm, you take a leg
And strap you in the chair
Can’t just enslave the body
Have to remove the soul
You’ve got no thoughts or secrets
When malice rules the world
Reinforce punishment
Abusive mind-control
Public executions
Keep the population fooled
No forgiveness, no compassion
Nothing left but despair
Take an arm, take a leg
And strap you in the chair
Can’t just enslave the body
Have to remove the soul
You’ve got no thoughts or secrets
When malice rules the world
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7. |
Til Death
05:48
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Seems like only yesterday
Passing by the gates
I see the apple glistening
Inside your poison hand
Told it only takes one taste
Accepting love’s embrace
And all it cost was innocence
And tarnishing my faith
The promises that we made
Upon the thorns we laid
The pact we sealed
You took my heart
Abuse me in every way
And now it’s the end of days
And that’s all they say
Until death do we part
Attraction chemically induced
Don’t know what to do
‘Cause all you do is hurt me
Every time I let you in
Jealous ways poison the truth
Sacrificing good
And makes me something that I wish
I never was alive
The promises that we made
Now buried in toxic waste
Clouds of acid rain
They burned out my eyes
Abuse me in every way
And watching my pride slip away
Ignoring the signs
Until death do we part
As they drop me in the ground
Hear the laughter coming down
Another victim hollowed out
Forever lost in time
As the preacher yaks away
Last rites given over my grave
Buried alive, laid faced down
Consecrated to the ground
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8. |
Epidemic
04:36
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In your veins, I live
Lying dormant, like a snake
Hiding there for years
Unassuming
Then one day
I’m awake
You start to feel like shit
And slowly fall apart
Searching for a cure
You thought the plague was bad
But its given rise to the new epidemic
Caught off guard
And unprepared
For what’s coming next
Begging
And pleading,
And waiting for death to come
Hoping
And praying
That the epidemic leaves you untouched
And then the symptoms come
And you cough up blood
And spew bile
Constantly opening wounds
All over your body
And blackening the lungs
And cannibalizing your organs
And killing off the blood
You thought the plague was bad
But its given rise
To the new epidemic
On the streets, spreading quickly
Left unchecked
Begging
And pleading,
And waiting
For the hand of death
Eating
The flesh
Of those touched by the epidemic
The epidemic comes
To wash the filth away
The epidemic’s on the rise
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9. |
Soulless
05:27
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Parasite you are
And all you’ll ever be
Just a waste of skin
Genetic monstrosity
Claim to fame is long lost
Can’t bring back your honour
You’re not the only victim
In a new world of disorder
Always seem to get what you want
While the rest of us suffer
Can’t even pull the weight
Useless motherfuckers
It’s all in what you say
When you dodge responsibility
And all the money, and the freedom
Of your so-called, status
Parade your honour down
The throats of those who you prey upon
Now the soulless rule the world
We break our backs to feed them
Apathy, all you breed
Entitlement, the seed
Guilt and lies, defiance
Pays the way for your brothers
Who claim to love the land
Sold off to the highest bidders
Addicted to assimilation every day
It’s all in what you say
When you dodge responsibility
And all the money, and the freedom
Of your so-called, status
Parade your honour down
The throats of those who you prey upon
Now the soulless rule the world
We break our backs to feed them
Acting like nobility
Underneath you’re just like me
Greedy, selfish, racist
Narcissistic motherfuckers
Who claim to love the land
Sold off to the highest bidders
Addicted to assimilation every day
It’s all in what you say
When you dodge responsibility
And all the money, and the freedom
Of your so-called, status
Parade your honour down
The throats of those who you preyed upon
Now the soulless rule the world
We break our backs to feed them
We break our backs to feed them
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10. |
The Dystopian Arsenal
06:48
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Here lies utopia
Land of the free and brave
The government, it loves its people
It’s a god damn dream
Here dies utopia
Land of the misinformed and enslaved
We own the weapons
That impact the world
We’ll give you freedom
Because we know your credit’s good
Cruise missiles
Sarin gas
Sold off by the tonne
Anthrax
And Strontium
For making dirty bombs
You’ve got the gold
You’ve got the oil
You got a deal
Discount freedom
At the dystopian arsenal
Trafficking in democracy
We hold the rights
Hand over your royalties
Or watch your franchise die
Cruise missiles
Nuclear bombs
Sold off by the mega-tonne
Canisters of Anthrax
Put them on your world bank card
You’ve got the cash
You’ve got the gas
You got a deal
Discount freedom
At the dystopian arsenal
Cruise missiles
Nuclear bombs
Sold off by the mega-tonne
Canisters of Anthrax
Put them on your world bank card
You’ve got the cash
You’ve got the gas
You got a deal
Discount freedom
At the dystopian arsenal
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Crucifliction Vancouver, British Columbia
Formed in Vancouver, British Columbia, in 2008, CRUCIFLICTION boasts unparelled talent in frontman/guitarist Chris Robertson, bassist/vocalist Calvin Ma, and drummer Kevin Gregoire. This Canadian heavy metal powerhouse has released two studio albums, Heresy Is Met With Fire (2013) and K.K.N.D. (2019), and a special remake of their debut, Heresy (2022), with no signs of slowing down or stopping. ... more
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