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Pitch Black Hole

by From Soil

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No Respite 03:54
No Respite A line is drawn in the ash The ground drowned in blood This sea of revelation is rising A line is drawn in the ashes No remorse. No respite Bracing for the final fight No remorse. No respite Pick your weapon, pick your side No remorse. No respite Tear them down and end their might No remorse. No respite Reclaim the world, reclaim our rights The revolution is near Thousands will die (Burning in fire) And we will cast down the filth at the top (Ending their reign) The line is drawn, the time has come We will leave them as but a mark on the scorched ground No remorse. No respite Bracing for the final fight No remorse. No respite Pick your weapon, pick your side No remorse. No respite Tear them down and end their might No remorse. No respite Reclaim the world, reclaim our rights
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Pitch black hole Sometimes I just stare into the flame Just hoping for it all to end Down in that deep, pitch black hole Agony is swallowing me whole Staring up at the world above Everything so pointless, so hollow Over and over and over and over again Misery and torture, darkness and pain. Over and over and over and over again To end it all, all was in vain Sometimes I just stare into the wall Praying for everything to fall No more hope, no future for me Lock me up and throw away the key Some days I just long for my demise I scream and shout but no one hears my cries This pitch black hole is slowly caving in Game is over, but nobody wins Sometimes I just stare into the flame Just hoping for it all to end
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The Race 03:15
The Race Waking up to my own screams Another day in their machine No time to think, no time for me Living life in others’ needs Another day, another fight Working hard to survive The struggling, the constant race Shut your mouth, increase the pace Stand back in line. Smile like it’s all’s fine Keep your head down. Until you drown Take a step back. Taste all you lack Stand back in line. Smile like it’s all fine Expendable, you and me. Spare parts, for their machine You must take part. You are in charge They don’t own you. As they taught you You own your time Rest is no crime
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Chaotic Judgement It’s crawling faster eating you alive Leaving you broken, Swelling all your fucking pride Taking all you want and need Creating a chaotic system of a somber judgment. Falling over buried lies And forcing you to be Crushed Our own dreams Our own war Like a hammer From our fucking minds
5.
The Hand That Feeds See all the lies, spread shamelessly In every truth, pure forgery We are so blind, sheep following Their every whim, greedily swallowing Who paid your wage Trapped you in your cage We’ll pull you up like weeds And bite the hand that feeds Open your eyes, see for yourself Break on out, from the dark cell Truth is yours, it’s there to find Once you see, you are never blind Liars Decievers Cowards Forgers
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Modern Slavery Down Every day, waking up feeling they’re all the same Standing up, turning a new day to ash and dust Swallow hard, rinse and repeat, right back to the start Grinding your teeth trying to survive Your life disappearing, just slipping on by You are yourself, not just somebody’s drone You have a purpose to call for your own Raising your screams up high in the air Then realizing there’s nobody there Modern Slavery Down. Every night, twisting and turning from side to side Sweat and blood, kneeling and crawling down in the mud In your core, deep down inside you know it’s time for war Down, they’re keeping you down
7.
Spit On The Sun I want to spit on the sun to make it less bright Sun, Bringer of ligth, you're burning my eyes All, yes all you touch, dissolves into dust Here under your face it withers and dies Some reach out I reach in Some act out I act in (In my head) Inside, constant strife - there's a war in my head I want to swallow the light to kill my own mind Woe, curse this day and what I've become I, an empty shell, but a change has begun Spit on the sun You are nothing for me Spit on the sun In the end you will see
8.
Never Obey 02:16
Never Obey I will not obey. Did you choose to be weak Don’t ever bow down. Even if they are brave A following of fools Wishing they were free Wishing they were born Free like you and me Can’t you see the ruin That all your weakness have brought I need to crush your fears And burn all their lies A hole in the ground That holds all our fear For we have lost our way We see only hate, pain and fear A dream of something better We need to change our course For that is the only way To make it better once more
9.
Atlas Perished Something pushed the weight aside, caused the world to tilt To shift, to unbalance the puzzle Pillars shivering, trembling in awe In awe, in pure desperation Here is to the end, the inevitable end The black and infernal nothing Fall, it all falls. Atlas perished Hear, can’t you hear? Atlas perished Scold, scolding heat. Atlas perished Fire, burning me. Atlas perished The crushing weight of the world, a groan of agony A crash, and then only silence It came so indifferent, so gently, but so harsh A knife, in the back of the sleeping The fall of all that’s right, the demise of hope In fire, there is no redemption Here is to the end, the inevitable end The black and infernal nothing Atlas perished under the deadweight
10.
As History Repeats Itself Lives shattered. Torn, tattered Lone screams. Uneasy dreams Stale night. Cold fright Night falls. Death calls Can’t you see, destruction surrounding both you and me Can’t you smell the stench of blood, the fumes of hell Hear our call over this manmade wall We are all born in hate, we stand to fall Staring out, horizons burning Oil and blood, time keeps turning Stretching out, extended hands No more hope for these wretched lands Rain of blood, the childrens’ call As leaves in autumn, so they fall Falling down, the empty shells As history repeats itself Can’t you see a whole nation on it’s knees Can’t you feel the trembling earth beneath your feet Can’t you taste the foul decay, the cold embrace Can’t you hear? Born in hate, Consumed by fear
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Distress Signal No more hope. No more life. Destructive paths, low on hope. Low on cash and high on dope Can’t you hear, the cry for help The cry of fear, the leap of faith Careless, silent, stupid, blind. These words define mankind Digging our six foot graves No more hope for the human race No hope - No more hope for a brighter sky Black, heartless - Just another day goes on by A world turning round in dismal Can’t you hear the distress signal No one knows, no one cares No one rarely ever dares To take that fucking blindfold off And see the world in all it’s rot To question why, we chose to live Always take and never give ’Til all is gone, without a trace No more hope for the human race Can’t you hear?

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Debut album from Gothenburg (SWE) based hardocre outfit From Soil. Released 2015/04/24 on Soilbound Productions.

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released December 4, 2016

Recorded & Mixed at Soilbound Productions Studio by From Soil.
Mastered at Evil Grill Audio by Christer Lundbladh

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From Soil is a band hailing from Gothenburg. They play metal infused hardcore.

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