1. |
I Confess
01:30
|
|||
I must confess…
That what I said
Filled his head with lead
The end result
Was never my intent
I created a Monster
That will not relent
What have I done? (What have I done?)
Gave them the spark (Gave them the spark)
I fanned the flames
Lit the torch
Together we burn
In the fuel and the flame
I pull the wool over their eyes
Like the blind leading the blind
I told them where to search and where to look
But there’s nothing left to find
What have I done? (What have I done?)
Gave them the spark (Gave them the spark)
I fanned the flames
Lit the torch
Together we burn
In the fuel and the flame
In the fuel and the flame
In the fuel and the flame
In the fuel and the flame
|
||||
2. |
Marching Relics
03:13
|
|||
Well, I’m the relic who stood for independence
The relish of freedom
Yes, I’m the relic who stood for independence
The relish of freedom
Of hateful rhetoric
Watch it cuz they're Marching Relics involved
Angers what you say
Watch it cuz they're Marching Relics
Another flash
Another impression
Enamored light never filled
The I’m Lovin Its and Have It Your Ways
Glamourized like the priest involved in foreplay
Watch it cuz they're Marching Relics involved
Be careful what you say
Watch it cuz they're Marching Relics
Another price to pay
With nothing left but uniforms
Another life
There’s nothing left to you to say
When you have gone your own way
Involved, remember what you say
Watch it cuz they're Marching Relics
Whatever’s what you say
Watch it cuz they're Marching Relics
And like another fashion statement
They're unwilling martyrs avoiding life
Their passed down
Their too scared
And Your too scared
You're too scared
Of hateful rhetoric
Watch it cuz they're Marching Relics involved
Careful what you say
Watch it cuz they're Marching Relics
They wear resilience
Without the price tag to suffer
|
||||
3. |
Lords of War
02:14
|
|||
Lords of War are back for more
It’s hard to get enough
The Rotten Sores of Singapore
It’s hard to give it up
And never give up the gun runners’ wet dream
But the West could care less
Never giving up the gun runners’ wet dream
But the west could care less
As sunsets of bullets never rest
But the West could care
But the West could care less
Lords of War could care less where freedom fights
Behind its own lines you got your war crimes
The Lords of War could care less
But were not giving up
Were back for more, yes were back for more
Never giving up the gun runners’ wet dream
But the west could care less
As sunsets of bullets never rest
But the West could care
But the West could care less
Yes, the West could care less
Yes, the West could care less
Where freedom fights
Behind its own lines
Yes, the West could care
But were never giving up the gunrunners wet dream
We're never giving up
But the West could care less
As sunsets of bullets never rest
But the West could care
But the West could care less
Yes, the West could care less
Our bullets
Never rest
Never rest
Never rest
Never rest
Our bullets
Never rest
Never rest
Never rest
The West could care less
|
||||
4. |
Call Me A Vampire
03:21
|
|||
Well, I don’t know how it feels
And I don’t care what it’s like
I laugh inside when I breathe along your neck
I’m satisfied,
but my thirst is never quenched
Cuz you don’t know
that I ain’t got not no feelings
Oh, but if I can try, I can try
Oh, but I ain’t got no feelings
Oh, if I could try
But I don’t care what its like
Another triangle for us to live inside
I don’t know what you’re going through
I see you across the bridge
I hope your falling through
Lets take our lines
Lets split them up
You try to leave as if giving up
But you don’t know
that I ain’t got not no feelings
Oh, but if I can try, I can try
Oh, and I ain’t got no feelings
Oh, but if I could try
But I don’t care
Another triangle
Another love tactic you will soon forget
Like another cage to hide
Another accident with cruel intentions
Like another cage to hide
Another accident with cruel intentions
Oooo I need a touch of death
Oooo I need a touch of death
Oooo I need a touch of death
Oooo I need a touch of
I need a touch of
Oh, and I aint got no feeling
Oh, but if I can try, I can try
Oh, and I aint got no feeling
Oh, but if I can try, I can try
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, but if I can try
But I don’t care
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like Vietnam Hardcore, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp