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Zombie
05:54
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As time goes
The suffering grows
He is left demented
Nevrosis lead to psychosis
He is disconnected
But you see, it's not me
You're not my family
In your head, in your head
We're still fighting
With my tanks and my bombs
And my guns and my drugs
In your head, in your head
You're still cryin'
In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie hey hey
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie hey hey
A stranger from the same mother..
..sinking in the deep
He's trying to hold me down
And take me with him
It's the same old theme
Since nineteen eighty-three
In your head, in your head
We're still fighting
With my tanks and my bombs
And my guns and my drugs
In your head, in your head
You are dying
In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie hey hey
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie hey hey
It's the same old theme
Since nineteen eighty-three
In your head, in your head
We're still fighting
With my tanks and my bombs
And my guns and my drugs
In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie hey hey
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie hey hey
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the tragedy feeds us
countless opportunities
black waters are rising
drowning your dreams again
you have isopods in your mouth
keep feeding, feed it more blood
can't live without, can't get rid of
it's sinking right to the bottom
no matter what I do
it's never enough for you
controlling position
upper hand, dominate
you have isopods in your mouth
keep feeding, feed it more blood
can't live without, can't get rid of
it's sinking right to the bottom
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Antichrist Superstar
04:13
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You built me up with your wishing hell
I didn't have to sell you
You threw your money in the pissing well
You do just what they tell you
Repent, that's what I'm talking about
I shed the skin to feed the fake
Repent, that's what I'm talking about
Whose mistake am I anyway?
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the Hydra
Now you'll see your star
Prick your finger it is done
The moon has now eclipsed the sun
Angel has spread it's wings
The time has come for bitter things
Prick your finger it is done
The moon has now eclipsed the sun
Angel has spread it's wings
The time has come for bitter things
Repent, that's what I'm talking about
I shed the skin to feed the fake
Repent, that's what I'm talking about
Whose mistake am I anyway?
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the Hydra
Now you'll see your star
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the Hydra
Now you'll see your star
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The Bloodworm God
04:00
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don't want it
don't need it
it's safe to say
you chose the wrong horse
leaving me behind
in total darkness
do you feel proud now?
are you satisfied?
but to forive you..
..I just can't deny
I'm just waiting for my time
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Pulsehate Ottawa, Ontario
I'm Pulsehate from Canada and I'm a solo artist, guitarist and producer.
I write Dark Rock
songs with elements of industrial/electro and classical at given moments.
My biggest influences are Roger Waters, Trent Reznor/Atticus Ross, Beethoven, Tool, Ennio Morricone, Animals As Leaders and the list goes on.
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