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Nemesis

๐Ÿ‘ค Aborted โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Goremageddon: the Saw & the Carnage Done โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:58
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โฑ๏ธ 2:58 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Apathy raised upon childhood, social skills erased
Automatically blocking off any contact, emotions numbed
The anger grows within me
I'm a walking human time bomb
Adrenaline thrashing in my blood flow
Morals collapse... barriers fade as I take control

With the first blow of the hammer, my mind's unblocked
Feelings I only dream of having, a psychic ecstasy
Murder becoming my sole comfort, regressed for so long
Your body, my canvas of exploitation, my playground of pus

Becoming, a self made god, a tool moulded by society
I - a nemesis of man, the emotions of which i'm fueled
A result of social abuse, murder takes control

Another death ensued, another asshole entombed

With the first blow of the hammer, my mind's unblocked
Feelings I only dream of having, a psychic ecstasy
Murder becoming my sole comfort, regressed for so long
Your body, my canvas of exploitation, my playground of pus
Again I hack...

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:07.24] Apathy raised upon childhood, social skills erased
[00:12.18] Automatically blocking off any contact, emotions numbed
[00:15.65] The anger grows within me
[00:20.63] I'm a walking human time bomb
[00:25.33] Adrenaline thrashing in my blood flow
[00:30.08] Morals collapse... barriers fade as I take control
[00:41.75] With the first blow of the hammer, my mind's unblocked
[00:46.25] Feelings I only dream of having, a psychic ecstasy
[00:51.37] Murder becoming my sole comfort, regressed for so long
[00:55.82] Your body, my canvas of exploitation, my playground of pus
[01:03.21] Becoming, a self made god, a tool moulded by society
[01:20.21] I - a nemesis of man, the emotions of which i'm fueled
[01:25.84] A result of social abuse, murder takes control
[01:34.86] Another death ensued, another asshole entombed
[02:35.52] With the first blow of the hammer, my mind's unblocked
[02:39.92] Feelings I only dream of having, a psychic ecstasy
[02:44.83] Murder becoming my sole comfort, regressed for so long
[02:49.51] Your body, my canvas of exploitation, my playground of pus
[02:56.57] Again I hack...
[02:58.82]

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