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Intro
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It does not have big ears, but it does not prevent him hear.
He has a sharp blade like teeth that gutted the flesh of unsuspecting victims.
The speed and strength - the main criteria for survival,
and the rest could not guess in a world where there was only one law.
Either you kill, or kill you. Either you're a predator, or fertilizer.(x2)
Velociraptor - a child of the Cretaceous period.
In his case, this species was similar to geniuses.
Rarely allowed to hunt bugs.
Consuming other people's flesh, stripping life of the weaker species - they became stronger.
We prove that size is nothing in the race for survival.
The instincts, hunger and the desire to survive -
they are real, inherent in all things and all morality.
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They Carried a No Sense
02:50
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era swept through the labyrinth of the universe.
My mind to create and destroy new universes.
While my room was limited to four walls.
Lifeless and symbolic.
They carried a no sense.(x2)
But blind minds considered the right to condemn me for what I see deep into this world.
Instead of the surface.
Extolling the matter and its components.
Sheep sometimes forget that predators live outside the fence.
A false sense of calm and normality makes speak.
But these words are not justified their actions.
Justified only by its weakness. Fear, look at the world's eyes.
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I characterize this existence as a vicious circle.
It is full of uncontrollably moving water.
But even this grotesque substance sometimes
can not overcome some of the obstacles that arise in its path.
They are sometimes not fair.
Their minds are clouded with morals.
Even being in the temple of Themis.
They condemned listening to emotions.
But their insults, slander, fanabery did not concern my ears.
I listened to the funk by ignoring
the attempts to dissuade me from my truth.
It's easy to say without seeing the reasons for yourself.
I do not think that each of you has been in this skin.
But they need spectacles and a miserable piece of power.
To call himself a ruler of other people's destinies.
I ceased to perceive the hammer
blows on the podium again and again.
While listening to the funk in my head.
The ridiculous judges.
An absurd society.
They are sometimes not fair.
Their minds are clouded with morals.
Here you are justice only
as a sword and pen on the scales.
Have delivered a verdict of their essence.
Guilty of envy and vanity.
Sentenced by their miserable souls
The High Court does not appeal the sentence
And I fucking just listen to funk
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I do not look like my father
We are too different storehouse of the soul
In my head two people conflict
Fathers in the yard are in conflict with homeless people.
We're like one blood.
In me there is a particle of it.
And this particle is waving for fifteen days in a sieve.
I do not | look like | my | father's dream
And | in these | lines | there is no poison | of lies |
I decompose alive thinking
That I will become the same as he
To argue with colleagues drunk
Urethroplasmosis marked the goat.
My dad's life was right
My dad is a fool
In search of easy profit.
He was bent on a member
But in what we are all the same
That person who is against me.
One in one my dad in white fever
But the truth is that the gypsies did not steal me.
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Anticipating the miracle of Christmas.
Everyone in jail is like children.
And as a child, wounds from grievances are remembered the longest in the world.
To give you what you deserve for me is the meaning of life.
Society rejected me. The law of nature is the law of the grinch.
It's time to pay back even for the fact that maybe some have forgotten.
And on a sleigh from a slope into a city rushing. A chainsaw raising clouds of snow dust.
Jingle chain(3X)
Jingle chain away
Fly away the heads of cute kids
Fly off the heads of serious adults
Their deathly synchronous screams
Like the song songs are beautiful.
In vengeance I find peace.
And in a secret about the past
Kidnapped childhood, but worse.
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24 Billy's Handshakes
02:38
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Lived was Billy
He was surrounded by many persons of naive
Benefits promised this quality of innocence
For many years he tolerated this
help him
Kill him
Now
Here everyone in itself
And we are again falling into the abyss.
Stage for the ninth mile.
While our souls drink such wildness as Billy.
Stop
Dinosaurs became oil.
Man will at best be a food for worms
Dinosaurs became oil.
Man will at best be food
Shruggle twenty-four hands and
possibly become their puppet.
Squeeze twenty-four hands to their
will stretching out their thread to their hands.
Agree to hear the good news
from the mouth but actually see the
devastating ruin.
By nature a person is a decent creature.
But mutations generate demons.
We knock on the bottom while they
finish eating our lives.
But he believes
That soon it will end
That he will become the main person
Stop
help him
Kill him
Now
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Shampoo Countess Bathory
03:36
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9. |
Spear M.O Toxic Ooze
03:06
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Farewell is difficult. To forgive is to be deceived twice.
No one is ready for a fall. But it is necessary to fall.
From time to time it turns into a predictable circle for you.
Like playing chess and see all the moves of an impersonal opponent.
Time pours its toxins into you.
Forgive - to lose. Forgive - to die.
The spear is gripped by a strong hand war. The omen of a new beginning. The new circle that flows out of the white liquid. Put your hand in the uroboros. Show this whore how you manage without her cheap caress.
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Rusty nails
Piercing all over my mind
I am alive
But my sanity fades to black
You're gone away
Alone in the room
Surrounded by darkness
The thoughts that I grasp
Has lead me to madness
The ones that I love
They have just went along
I can't live this life
So I'll just take my own
Now the fog seems to be lifting
And I see all the purpose of this
It's swinging from the cold wind blows
It's attached to the ceiling
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Outro
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Smile a Velociraptor Glazov, Russia
SMILE A VELOCIRAPTOR - mathcore/deathcore project from Russia, Glazov City.
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