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LYRICS
Tell me how it feels to play pretend 
Your lies hit a dead end to nowhere 
Are you feeling it? 
Left me to rot inside the walls 
Tell me how you did it all for us 
You‘ll see when your world comes falling down 
You fucked up and now the tables turned 
You know that I‘ve been 

Left to suffer out with the others 
Still gripped in your claws 
Hiding out under plastic covers 
Rotting in the walls

Memories fade and I can‘t pretend 
The pain you inflict 
The torture will never end 
My voice is silenced I can‘t defend 
Trapped in this hell 
Until the very end 

Left to suffer out with the others 
Still gripped in your claws 
Hiding out under plastic covers 
Rotting in the walls

You used to be in control 
Can you see the tables have turned 
I‘ll make you pay for your sins 
Let you drown in your own misery 
I break down the walls you built 
Can you see there is no getting rid of me? 

Left to suffer out with the others 
Still gripped in your claws 
Hiding out under plastic covers 
Rotting in the walls

Martyr

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Enter the chaos

Writing in the walls

The song 'March' by Avery Watts, off of the album 'Death Ground'.

LYRICS:
[VERSE 1]
Moving in unity, puppets on strings swing 
Trapped in captivity, strapped to vapid things
All living in oblivion, optical obsidian 
Locked in a box, taught not to ever come out again

Forfeiting freedoms, gorging their illusions 
Scores of orchestrations, forging more confusion
Fusing collusion, gimmicks, and greed
The blue bloods will cut you just for fun to watch you bleed

The artfulness in this artifice
It’s crafted very clearly
Get in line, do what you’re told
Or my dear you’ll suffer dearly
Plant the placebos, impregnate the minds
Have people feeling helpless, not some, but all of the time

Vitality to banality, machine assimilation 
Lubricated by lifeblood and herd perspiration
Deities are now digital and glamour is God 
No longer Allahu Akbar, it’s all a facade

Docility, servility, subservient meekness
Open obedience to feed on the weakest
Praising the pixels of holographic heroes
Keep it up and we’ll be the ones who are zeroes

[PRE-CHORUS 1]
This isn’t trite, get up, we’ve gotta fight!

[CHORUS]
Left, right, left, right, left, right
Through the night
Left, right, left, right, left, right 
Into the light
Left, right, left, right, left, right 
With full hearts
Left, right, left, right
Sound off 
We march!

[VERSE 2]
Moving in unity, brothers in stride 
Eyes set to the horizon, fire in the sky 
All side by side, pacing proudly in a pride
Like lions to Zion, not afraid to die

These sages for change, who flew from the cage
Headstrong, chains gone, en route to engage
In range as the first shot sails from beyond
Arms drawn, they respond screaming, "Bring it on!”

We, the elite freed fleet agreed allegiance
A creed to decimate any breed or deed deemed egregious:
Fame floozies, low lives, the onanistic
So twisted, their own existence is just scripted

Hive minds who fly blind and vie for validation
From serpents who serve lies and gilded temptations
Soft times, soft spines, lined up to be melded
Mankind is standing at the vet to get gelded

No more, it's war!
For order to restore
What's unjust must be gored at the tip of liberty's sword
Oh, no telegnosis to tell you I know this
History is fixed, but the future exists in your fists

[PRE-CHORUS 2]
You and I, no try, it’s do or die!

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 3]
If you think my diatribe is a far cry, I’ll hit you with some wisdom
We may be merely days away from baby’s brains with chips in them 
You wanna roll the dice? Be my guest.
As for the rest of us, we'll be in this quest, abreast, while we have breath, contesting...

[CHORUS]

Death Ground

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