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An Ounce of Mud

by What Worms Inherit

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Edebub I discovered this Band a few months ago. I really like the groovy, trash, southern Style. It's heavy but also very melodic and catchy. Sadly I have to admit that their second ep stuff isn't for me. I stay with this Tunes. Have Fun listen. Favorite track : Gynocide
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1.
Heroes! Burn black! Heroes! Burn black! Something went wrong on the day you were born, Your mother don’t know it but something was torn, Torn from the inside and out to the skin, You were the sickness that killed from within, She may have deserved it for giving you life, But that is the cost of giving birth to a knife, Today we will repay by living in fire, Cause heroes are worthy of the black desire. Defined by a colour but driven by hate, United in fire we share but one fate, To live as the humans but walk like a beast, We are the cannibals waiting to feast. Heroes! Burn black! Heroes! Burn black! If they won’t convert then we will turn them, See our words creep inside and burn them, Hammer will fall but can’t break what is broken, With eyes burning black your final words are spoken, Forever now speak in chaos and blood, The tongues of men will change into muscles of mud, But only a worm can inherit the earth, So pick up your axe and show us your worth! Defined by a colour but driven by hate, United in fire we share but one fate, To live as the humans but walk like a beast, We are the cannibals waiting to feast. Hungry for darkness but starved as a slave, They will regret for not burning your grave. The lord shall take my hand, United we shall stand, United and forsaken, We're not afraid to be taken, These are the words which are mistaken, The heroes won't come back, Till' the sun is shining black! Waiting for, Waiting for, Waiting for, Now wait for this, I see my sins, Carved in his flesh, Heroes burn black now (x4) Heroes! Burn! Black!
2.
Disturbed from the pain Rot divides the sane Obesity will clog your senses Abrogating your defences Mutilated from the shame All in line we will maim Pacified in apathy Forever Ill from the absolution Spare me this mind pollution Infants exceed intrusion Transferred diseases   Socially transferred diseases! Socially transferred diseases! Socially transferred diseases! Socially transferred diseases!   Rotting to the core Morals of the whore Common sense is laid to rest Wretched spawn endure incest A meltdown in society Humans of anxiety Mesmerizing everything Forever..   Ill from the absolution Spare me this mind pollution Infants exceed intrusion Transferred diseases Socially transferred diseases! Socially transferred diseases! Socially transferred diseases! Socially transferred diseases! Are you infected?! See what you did to me! Cut to the rusty bone! Bring everything you got! So once again, Bleed my dry, On more time! See what you did to me! I cannot bleed!
3.
Everything seems so neglected Your sons are rejected Like a killer in the street Blood beneath his feet I am unborn My limbs they have torn Like a killer in the street Blood beneath his feet King of the womb yet scum of the earth, who bled through the eyes, Spite of the rapist yet spawn of the devil, what crude sick device, What is a life compared to the right? What is a prison without any light? Who will now suffer without a fight? Who I ask! Worthy seed, Meant to bleed, Through the deed Bleed! The streets will glow in red, Fate! To force and to forbid, Hate! This scare campaign of dread, Saint! At a creek bed of gore, It's a deathbed for a whore, With a fire sale for the unborn only pain is in store, With a drunken mistake, The womb seems so fake, And the bottom line it's not divine is more than you can take Worthy seed, Meant to bleed, Through the deed Refill to flat-line the heart that beats within your womb Refill to flat-line the heart that beats within your womb Bleed! The streets will glow in red, Fate! To force and to forbid, Hate! This scare campaign of dread, Saint! The first time is for the father, The second time is for the mother, The third times is for the, Infant! (Infant!) Worthy seed, Meant to bleed, Through the deed Now! Now! Now! Now!
4.
Sindustrial 05:03
You fuck the living creep, You harvest and you reap, Unplug humanity to gain eternal sleep. And when your eyes are shut, The tyrants are forgot, Untie your helpless wrists to see that they are cut.   So let me tell you about this place I know, The holy grounds where a sin can flow, With deadly sermons and a puppet show, PROBATION! A common thing but none wants to see, So beautiful even soaked in pee, Deranged like every inch of me Sensation…   Seed of Jesus Sindustrialized in every way! Into pieces   The lesser of two evils have repressed your own remains With a foot that’s stuck in tar and sticky fingers in your veins The sinner is your neighbour and your neighbour is a slut And dripping from the bloody wound is nothing but the rot This is a force that can cut through steel, But your pride is your Achilles' heel, A high pulse that you do not feel, SO WICKED! And every time they will come to far, Just another way to hide the scar, All the creatures that are stuck in tar, WILL PERISH! We die for nothing! They cry for something! It's all the same! When you beseech the fame! Seed of Jesus Sindustrialized in every way! Into pieces I dream, Of a world, That burns, In flames, Of today, I cannot believe this is genocide Cut me to bleed I do not believe Cut me to bleed I do not believe
5.
What did I say?! It is you or me, and I'm leaving a corpse without a moments delay, Where's my prey? It's that time of the day. You're a delight! At this time of night, but baby don't just lay there, give me a fight, Bound to tight? It's my sexual right. What's to loose?! Maybe you can't choose, only honest men can say it's fun to abuse, We should use! And go straight to the noose! You're to blame! For the molesting game, it's not because I fuck you that you scream my name, Rapist fame! I have no shame! Why should I hunt to live, when I can live to hunt The only love I have for you is dripping out your cunt Why should I hunt to live, when I can live to hunt The only love I have for you is dripping out your cunt Make no mistake if the words seem distorted! The world would be better if you were aborted! Now your life is fun, now your life's begun When in doubt just burn the witch, With a torch shut up the bitch! I kill! (Sluts!) For Fun! Burn them! Burn them! Burn them! Burn them! Burn them! Burn them! Burn them! Burn them! Burn them! Burn them!

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released August 1, 2011

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