Hidden Hands of a Sadist Nation

I can still see You sucking the life out of me I can still feel the chill Down my spine when you told me Always one fateful night That turns the tide Always one fateful night With nowhere to hide To live and die In a day there's nothing Left to say Time will not erase The counting down of the days You finally got What you've been waiting for A handful of pills Didn't soften the blow One month of sucking it in It started to show Waking up to realize It's not a dream Was the hardest thing

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

Within a mechanical pose And a heart pumping a need for control Forced to fit inside a mold Living to dehumanize is gonna take its toll Take it in And let it saturate Under the skin Until you can't even Remember when You first felt the sinking Feeling that Something's missing you Traded for a gun Did we inflate your sense of pride And did it feed your lust for power When you threw us to the ground You took what's ours and sold it back Another day another dollar for this town Your uniform made a perfect burial suit

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

A grand deception Disguised as gods redemption Forcefed delusions of grandeur Calling out for A willing sacrifice Of a nameless enemy Necessary losses Fulfill the bloodlust fantasy See through this facade Of retribution This machine Is marching to the killing rhythm Spilling blood in vain Subdues the vengeful masses So put your blinders on Replace your conscious with a flag So you can forget Money runs thicker than blood

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025

So serene is the bleached white scene Of a thousand crimes you'll never see on TV Swept away only to pave the new way This misinformation age is upon us all Waking up to the sound Another muffled cry for peace Waking up to the sound Another muffled cry for truth Cut out the eyes Of anyone and everyone Who might see through the lie Ignore the cries Before it all Becomes all to clear Comes crashing down Fill their heads with a false sense of security Fill their heads with fear Embracing ignorance is the new way Of keeping the huddled masses in line Silent servants rise up And make yourselves be heard

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

You think it's easy to live the silent lie But your second face is peeling Every word spoken every blink of the eye Deceit makes itself revealing Sickening how easy trust can be offset Blatant truth will burn right through your ?? I hope this happens to you And I hope your soul's splitting in two And you can look me in the eyes Your stagnant poise generates a blame Filtered through the heart that's dying Self absorbed soon enough you'll be rung on And in this pretentiousness attitude drown The twisted truth is inhaled by all But its purest form is thriving This will happen to you Someone you trust will be untrue Rot on the inside This will happen to you And you'll feel the ache of being used

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

All you can hope for is To make a slight connection with All these clogged receptors it's Not getting any better by the look of it No people just numbers If you had your way The world would be Just a market a fucking market The meaning is lost when You put a price tag on it Well I bought it we all bought it Warm greetings cold dismissals It's all part of this game we play I don't need it we don't need it You put on your best face That condescending smile makes me sick I see through it we all see through it I know now all you want To reap the benefit of the loss Well I took it we all took it Your intentions transparent And only now that it's too late I regret it I regret it

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

We are the embarassment to market suicide Without eyes full of genocide We live where flags can buy more than others' lives Where it's fashion to show your love for homicide Of the victim we haven't seen enough For the victim it's the esape that keeps them drugged It's the best blood money can buy It's the best way to fund genocide A violent missionary sect Feeds a bullet for every word against Salvation in a warhead The patriot virus is being spread The only antidote the give is to fear what's next Prepackaged and advertised with a hymn Singing anthems for the walking dead Fear what's next

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?