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Clearing the Mechanism

by Reflection of Flesh

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14 Hours 03:02
Alone and screaming Poison warping mind Aggressive paradigm of burning Darkest hour courses in due time Dystopian corrosion of the senses Every Orpheus bleeding rotting Fourteen Hours crawling through my hell Fourteen hours of space and time Screaming echoes haunt the mind Let me die and leave me be Reapers crawling to carve and feed Let them pay for their mistakes Shutting down and growing cold Poison gripping taking hold Twisting turning of the mind Swallowing soul numbing senses Bleeding all natural defenses Fourteen hours crawling through my hell Fourteen hours It’s fourteen hours Fourteen hours crawling through my hell Fourteen hours it’s fourteen hours Fourteen hours God can fuck himself Fourteen hours It’s fourteen hours Fourteen hours of space and time Fourteen hours It’s fourteen hours God can go fuck himself Fourteen hours It’s fourteen hours Fourteen hours crawling through my hell Fourteen hours It’s fourteen hours God can go fuck himself
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Ask your lord to give you strength Ask for help to be fucking weak I’ll break my back Crawl before I bend my knee It’s the weight of the system Another pill to make you numb And if you let it. Aggression fades... spits you out Why are we dying Corpses rot of money’s stench Horsemen are riding Recycled dreams and one percent It’s the weight of the system Made up gods make you dumb And if you let it Aggression fades... spits you out Take a look around you Choking on the filth and ash It’s the weight of the system Stupid fucks and corporate trash Why are we dying!!! Corpses smell of money’s stench Horseman are riding Recycled dreams and one percent Ask your lord to give you strength Ask for help to be fucking weak Break my back Crawl before I bend my knee Another pill to make you numb Aggression fades Spits you out Corpses Rot Money’s stench Recycled dreams and one percent
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Suicidal and instrumental Fallacies sacrificial lamb Earthen smell eats all senses Tongue sticky sweet licks the land Lost inside webs of the Garden Broken prophecy a Rot in the gum Overlords and the priestess They’ve lost their way Symbols in walls holding their sway Roots seeping up breaking sensation Lost in the stench of the land The Universe bleeds from your skin Cherubs are falling my sins calling Won’t you ever welcome me home Alone walking burning lands The serpent feeding many hands Lost in the lies of the bend This Universe bleeds from your skin Universal Bleeding it seeps from your skin
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Truth is treason empire of madness Nails in hands hang him high Follow the trail amongst the noise Keep drugs flowing trick the masses Lest you get lost smokescreen ashes Humanity gone wake the fuck up Sever the hands before you wash them It’s all a game as we spin towards death Wishing and praying for something better Lost in the lies of the internet Religion, Religion now it divides us Under fallacies to make us tick Two shots to the head equals suicide Lies six feet deep Watch madness seep Under the scope American dream comes and goes Picket fences rot Death hymns forgot Sever the hands Suicide via double tap Truth is treason empire of madness Nails in hands hang him high Follow the trail amongst the noise Keep drugs flowing trick the masses Sever the hands before you was them It’s all a game as we spin towards death Two shots to the head equals suicide
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Wash rinse repeat Definition of insanity Destroy all you helped build Clear the mechanism Stay in fucking line Dare to speak your mind Whitewash all the facts Personal credit takes a hit Blacklisted by the feds Better take your meds Systematic Recondition Wonder why we snap Mental health a forgotten fact Push until you break Serve both church and state Reaching for your gun There’s bullets raining down Clear the mechanism Aggressive to the end Turn the gun to your head Clear the mechanism

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released May 10, 2019

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Reflection of Flesh Milwaukee, Wisconsin

Reflection of Flesh is a brutal metal band from Walker's Point, in Milwaukee, WI. Garrett Smith - guitars, Phillip Proite - bass/vocals, and Chris Oelke - drums. Proudly endorse: Emperor Cabinets, MG Bass guitars, Centent Cymbals USA, No Nuts Percussion, Scorpion Percussion, InTune Guitar Picks and Dirtbag Clothing Co. ... more

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