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Empires Rise
01:02
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Vision's red and target's hot. Reckless, reckless, take a shot. Adrenaline, fuckin' immense. Intense aggression never ends.
Blood is boiling, cunts recoiling. Utter mayhem. Victims of the blind and ruthless teenage rage.
There's no stopping teenage rage. Out the way else you will pay.
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Hardcore Press Play
02:15
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He jumps off the diving board. We all wait for him to fall. Cold air beats across his face. Pointed finger bracing for the hardcore press play. Hardcore press play.
Hardest of the DJs. He gets the party started. His finger doesn't break from the hardcore press play.
He jumps out the aeroplane like a bomb, heavy load. The spacebar awaits. He jumps down from outer space like a big bloody bomb, and he's falling and he's falling and his cheeks are fuckin' jelly. His legs are Bega Stringers. His finger's pointed downwards like the beak of a magpie.
That's what's involved in the process of hardcore press play.
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Jungle of Eden and Hell
03:39
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The Jungle stretches far beyond the eye is willing to believe. War/peace/war/peace/war.
The jungle of Hell, devoid of all light. Traversed by heroes of magic and might. The jungle of Eden where things aren't so shite.
As above then so bestow upon me. What's your wisdom here? What's your wisdom here? The holy child speaks, so go slurp up the slag and forget fire exists.
As above then so bestow upon me your magic wisdom please. You think that shit grows on trees?
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Calm Like an Atom Bomb
03:25
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An atom bomb. Giant mushroom cloud obliterates all signs of life above and on the ground.
Monochromatic vision I possess. Eyes accustomed only to red. I am unable to see reason. I am unwilling to seek understanding. I am unashamedly obnoxious regardless. I am unwise in every aspect of life. I am unnecessarily present. I am unhinged like a bomb.
Born of an atom bomb. Calm like an atom bomb. Don't mess with the shit in my head, else you is the is is the dead. Don't mess with the shit in my head. Eyes accustomed only to red. Don't mess with the shit in my god damn mother fucking head, 'cause I am unhinged like a bomb.
You challenge me? You threaten me (like a bomb). You fuck with me (like an atom bomb).
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Empires Fall
03:10
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Head down, face on the ground. Chain on your leg and a phone in your hand. You put yourself here to see numbers hit sky. You volunteered to help empires rise.
Fist clenched and waiting to drive through your throat. World is so bleak with no sun, yes I know. No hope and no path. It only gets worse, but sometimes there's nothing to eat, just desserts.
Head down. I said keep your head down. The concrete's your mattress, my boot is your crown. And while you see fake hearts, my power grows real. And while you do nothing, your heartbeat grows still.
But here's a fact, when we look back: empires fall. Nothing's resistant to all kinds of attack. Empires fall, empires fall today.
Permanence in retrospect is nothing but a spec of truth. A spectre, infector. Don't need a lie detector to grab her by the fucking neck and wreck her.
So here's a fact, when we look back: nothing's resistant to all kinds of attack. Empires fall.
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Through the Rat's Den
06:28
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Let me take you through the rat's den. This may be Hell, not Heaven.
Don't let anybody know there's a secret. Wading through a lake of hot coals. It burns, it burns. I'll meet you in Egypt. Devils dancing, they laugh and sing. Hysteria advancing. Pushed and prodded through the rat's den. When will this end?
You will be remembered for all the bad you've done.
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Death Row Jamie Melbourne, Australia
Death Row Jamie is the embodiment of teenage darkness, teenage angst, and teenage frustration. Music is an outlet for these three elements that construct his messy, hate-filled, eerie and at times beautiful mind. (written by Death Row Jamie).
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