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INFANTICIDE LYRICS
"We Are The Enemy" (2006 EP)
1. An Obsolete Design
2. There Won't Come A Day
3. Convergence Complete
4. Keep Filling The Graves
5. At Point Blank Range
6. Folj Flocken!
1. An Obsolete Design
Worn Out, Consumed, Exploited and used
Your purpose has been filled
Degraded, abused, patronized and done
You're no longer of any use to us
Now you're out of date
Completely obsolete
All this time expendable
Worthless, now disposable
No longer of any use
Indignity
No longer of any worth
Humiliation
Now you're out of date
Completely obsolete
All this time expendable
Worthless, now disposable
2. There Won't Come A Day
Religion - a replacement for common sense
Devote your life to the grand illusion
Don't come here looking for unity
All you'll find is submission
Realize - the skies are empty
Realize - there's nothing there
Realize - it all has to end
Realize - your truth is a lie
Where will you turn when utopia crumbles?
When there's no bright light in the end?
What will you do when it all comes crashing?
And the illusion caves in from above
3. Convergence Complete
A pathetic flock that follows blindly
With no fucking end in sight
All nails get hammered down
And you'll only do as you're told
Submit, surrender, suffer without knowing
Abandon your mind, let someone else think
Exchange your life, for retarded belief
Submit, surrender, suffer without understanding
4. Keep Filling The Graves
War for profit or war for fun?
Makes no difference, the lunacy has begun
Killing spree initiated, apocalypse in progress
And who cares what gets wiped out in the process?
Wargames on a playground called earth
You're just a piece in this little game
A war on terrorism that will purify
Your part in it is simply to die
Just stay happy when you're torn apart
Remember that the bombs are falling for your sake
There are still empty unmarked graves, what can be done about this...?
5. At Point Blank Range
This is what you'll get for free thinking
A bullet in the head, execution style
Stay in the shackles and you will survive
But is it a life?
At point blank range!
This is what you'll get - A bullet in the head, execution style
6. Folj Flocken!
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