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MY FORM IS JUSTICE. MY FORM IS THE WORLD.

MY FORM IS JUSTICE, MY FORM IS THE WORD. [PROD. KUSOKIRAI]

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Aragoth:
https://www.instagram.com/aragoth.die/
https://soundcloud.com/aragoth_die

LYRICS
ARAGOTH: 

Village in plague I can’t even notice a sign of life 
No kids no elders living their life like nothing has happened
Disease genocide all in the area mowed down
No life no rules left me alone inside my mind

Lurker of chalice with substance inside 
Death vaporizing from surface to sky 
Uterine cries I can hear arising 
Children of sickness and void climb out

death steps, parasites they live in their bodies 
now let them inside let the evil arise 
they pest all the corpses spread in this darkness
sorrow and plague that is all what they got

Mother Plague thoroughly nurturing terrible offspring 
Something inside this village about to rise 
Terror in mind all those who suffered so much from this madness
Cold wind blows from north bringing bad scent over horizon

BRUUDE:


Feeding on your femur
Drinking spinal fluid
Biting through your cartilage and bone
Tasting human sewer
Cuz ur blood is filth
intellectual brain tumor

Don’t ever fuck with the nature you scum
Go against the waves we be mowing you down
Ears will be leaking a bucket of blood
Run for the hills but it’s not far enough
Escaping is futile survivors be none
Infected at birth you cannot run

But run you do

Run little sheep
Run run
as long as you have feet
Better run
Dream dream little sheep
As long as you’re asleep
Hide hide in your dreams
Dream dream little sheep
You’re as tasty as can be
Bleed bleed little sheep
You’ll end up feeding me
Try little sheep
Try try to survive
Die little sheep
Die die
Don’t pretend to breathe

STENCH OF DEATH FT. ARAGOTH X BRUUDE

Evil That Seeps Through

everytime we talk i can feel the tension :/


old scrapped song

thats not to mention

PROD. @deadmemxry

CHECK OUT HIS EP OR DIE YOU SCUM

LYRICS

[VERSE 1]
DEPTHSTRIDA IS SCHIZOPHRENIC
THOUSAND STYLES YOU SOUND GENERIC,
THEY CALL ME THE DEVILS CLERIC
CAUSE IM PREACHING SATANS LYRICS
PULL UP IN A HONDA CIVIC
I DONT CARE ABOUT THE LIMITS
STEAL YOUR HEART AND ALSO SPIRIT
666 IS ALL MY BUSINESS

HIT AFTER HIT YEAH BITCH I FLOW SO FUCKING SICK
SIX AFTER SIX YEAH BITCH JUST MAKE IT TRIPLE SIX
KICK TO THE HIP BITCH YOU GON NEED A WALKING STICK
BRICK CRUSH YOUR DICK QUICK TELL ME WHERE YOUR SISTER IS

HIT YOU WITH A COKE BOTTLE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR ROLE MODEL
BITCH MY SONGS ARE SO AWFUL
THOUSAND CORPSES IN TOTAL
WALKIN IN THE SHADOWS MIST BITCH I DONT CARE IF ARROWS HIT
ALL YOUR ANGER SHALL OMIT I GRAB YOUR GUTS AND MAKE YOU SPIT

[HOOK] 
JASON VOORHEES, JASON VOORHEES
 KILLING PEOPLE FOR THE GLORY
TURN THIS TO A BLOODY ORGY
NOBODY FORGET THIS STORY
2x

[VERSE 2]
DISEMBOWL MY FUCKING BODY WHILE I DIE IN SATANS ARMS
LEFT A SINGLE LETTER FOR MY BROTHERS AT THE BLOODY FARM
HELLS SO FUCKING HOT I THINK SOON IM GONNA DEHYDRATE
SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME IM AFRAID THAT I MIGHT DIE LATE
BURY ME IN DIRE LAKES
SOCIETY EARNED ALL MY HATE
THATS WHY I SPLIT YOUR BOY STRAIGHT

THEY CALL ME DEATHS ANGEL
CAUSE I COME BACK ON FIRST APRIL
AND MY HEART COLD LIKE A GLACIAL
BITCH IM MENTALLY UNSTABLE

I MIGHT EMPTY FUCKING CLIPS
JASON VOORHEES IN MY CLIQUE
SLIT UP EVERY OTHER BITCH
IMMA DO WHAT JASON DID
TAKE MY SOUL AND BURY IT
DUMP ME LIKE IM FUCKING SHIT
TAKE MY SOUL AND BURY IT
DUMP ME LIKE IM FUCKING SHIT


[HOOK] 
JASON VOORHEES, JASON VOORHEES
 KILLING PEOPLE FOR THE GLORY
TURN THIS TO A BLOODY ORGY
NOBODY FORGET THIS STORY
2x

FRIDAY THE 13TH [PROD. DEADMEMXRY]

+5107

LYRICS:
after hours of thinking i realized that i dont give a fuck
go do us all a favor and fucking end your life, good luck
pathetic little cucks start running when im shooting ar rounds
so shut the fuck up bitch and dont talk with your fucking basic sounds yuh
yuh aye
so fuck you and your weak ass bars
drive-by mac-11 shootin bullets out of pimped out cars
you tightly grip your 100 dollar bike by the handlebars 
sorry bitch but that shit wont work when we brrra pa pa pa

yuh

get buck motherfucker get buck
driving into crowds with a big ass truck
grip your neck tight bitch youre stuck
i learned to deal with my bad fucking luck

look her deep in the eyes she licks her lips yuh
not much time left for the apocalypse
the prophets warned us with the lunar eclipse
getting ready for war, hop in the (gun)ship

DRIVE-BY [PROD. PULSE]

track from soldier album
enjoy

lyrics:

oh wow
look now
walkin thru my hometown
on my head a fucking crown
jumping in the fucking crowd

razorblade in my hand
do i cut you or my neck?
i think you dont understand
suicidal what i am

selfdestructive
my mind is corrupted
i feel interrupted
and you lames disgust me yuh

selfdestructive
my mind is corrupted
i feel interrupted
and you lames disgust me yuh

oh wow
look now
walkin thru my hometown
on my head a fucking crown
jumping in the fucking crowd

yuh

oh wow look now yuh

you little pussy hoes biting so hard yuh
copying everything i do on god yuh
swear these motherfuckers copying so hard
cant wait to see you fall off

all you pussy motherfuckers sound the god damn same
for fucks sake
shut the fuck up im getting headache

all you pussy motherfuckers sound the god damn same
for fucks sake
shut the fuck up im getting headache

oh wow
look now
walkin thru my hometown
on my head a fucking crown
jumping in the fucking crowd

razorblade in my hand
do i cut you or my neck?
i think you dont understand
suicidal what i am

CORRUPTED [PROD. FENDI444]

THANK YOU TO ALL WHO HELPED ME WITH THIS ALBUM

prod @pxlse

lyrics:
day 1 
war declared by everyone 
time to get out my old gun
siren sounds in the town
theyre loud
i see everybody run
is my life now fucking done?
or the war finally won?

airstrike 
bomb sounds in my psyche
i cant hear it anymore 
throw myself right on the floor
welcome to the cold war
but this time its full of gore

i can hear screams at my door
i wont let them in my home no
i can hear screams at my door
i wont let them in my home no

i see everybody run
is my life now fucking done?
or the war finally won?
or the war finally won?

7. COLD FT. DEPTH STRIDA [PROD. PULSE]

Produced by @wasbeatz
Art by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]

SHIT IMMA GET STRAIT TO POINT.
NO NEED TO REMAIN, MOTHERFUCKING FEEL THE PAIN.
HOLY FUCK I HATE YOU HOLY FUCK I LOATHE EVERY SINGLE PARTS OF YOU.
GET THE FUCK AWAY IMMA BURN UP ALL THOSE IN MY WAY.

YOU ARE AGAIN DISPLACED.

MY TIME IS NOT DIVINE.
WE ARE MORTAL AFTER ALL.

BURN TO ASHES,
DROWN IN YOU BLOOD,
PULL UP THE FACE OF THE EMPTY MAN.
HIDE LIKE YOU HAVE NO KIND.

(Burn to ashes,
Drown in you blood,
Pull up the face of the empty...
Burn to ashes,
Drown in you blood,
Pull up the face of the empty man.)

MY BODY'S ABANDONING ME LIKE A VOLLEY.
PRAY FOR ME SO CAN I DIE SLOWLY.
PITY ME, FORGET ME, I DON'T CARE.
PITY ME, FORGET ME, I DON'T CARE, NO.

YOU ARE AGAIN DISPLACED.

MY TIME IS NOT DIVINE.
WE ARE MORTAL AFTER ALL.

(My time is not divine. 
We are mortal after all.)

DISPLACED II  [prod. ｗａｓ]

lyrics:

bury you six feet deep
always follow my scheme
make you pussyboy sleep
in the night watch me creep
ill make sure this one will hurt
im a fucking introvert
put your body in the dirt

if you try me 1 on 1 you can bet that im the winner 
cuz i am addicted to painkillers
take a look in the mirror
one wrong word and i will pull the motherfucking trigger

still dont give a motherfuck about the scene
got the glock with a beam
aim it right at your spleen
cut your head - guillotine
30 round magazine
drown the room in gasoline

i am antisocial
i got no emotions
see the world in slow motion

i cant think straight like like a motherfucking fag
everytime i hear ur name i wanna fucking gag
time to reload my mag
time to ride my own wave
all you rappers are my slaves
bitch get out my way
get out my way
get out my way
get out my way
get out my way

6 FEET DEEP [PROD. PULSE]

PROD: SANDWORM
FEAT. GHOSTOFBLU & DEPTH STRIDA
COVER: @yungbraindamage

ft. @ghostofblu

FUCK MY LIFE, 
ONCE AGAIN I’M MALFUNCTIONING
SHATTERED LIKE THE SKIES,
I’M ALL EYES FOR SOMETHING DIFFERENT,
PERISHED BUT CHERISHING EVERY SINGLE MOMENT OF MY LIFE,
BUT STILL I LACK THE PATIENCE, LACK THE MOTIVATION, LACK THE DRIVE 
BROKEN DOWN, HEAD-GASKET GONE
I’M A WRITE-OFF NOW,
NOBODY HAS GOT THE TIME TO INVEST IN ME NOW I’VE BROKEN DOWN,
THROW ME AWAY,
THROW ME AWAY,
I’M HAZARDOUS,
NOBODY HOLDS ON TO SHIT THEY USE WHEN IT’S MALFUNCTIONING.

ft. @depthstrida

MALFUNCTION'S IN MY VEINS
I DON'T WORK PROPERLY, JUST LIKE YOUR FUCKIN TEAM
STRIDA IS A MALFUNCTION, CONSTRUCTION
BORN TO BRING DESTRUCTION
BETTER HIDE YOURSELF, THAT'S THE ONLY OPTION

FUCK THIS SHIT I BEEN ALONE TOO LONG
TEN MORE MINUTES I'LL KICK THROUGH YOUR DOOR
KNOCK YOUR TEETH BITCH IT AIN'T THAT HARD
MALFUNCTION'S MADE US TO SOME DORKS x2

Malfunction

Malfunction Ft. Ghostofblu & Depth Strida

just a little track to keep yall entertained until BIOHAZARD is finished, enjoy. prod @pxlse

lyrics:

tell me what you want from me
i know that you want some beef
turn this in a crimescene 
why they tryna bite me?

better stay back
make your skull break
split your head in two
enjoy the headache
blood on my hands
and in the hallway
spit right  in ur face
have a nice day
fuck the police
shoot right in their face
aiming at their head
wanna see them dead
i see em on the floor
time to break his head 
stomp right on his face
watch his brain spray

on the walls
bitch this aint my fault
ready for assault
time to kill em all yuh
(x2)

better stay back
make your skull break
split your head in two
enjoy the headache
blood on my hands
and in the hallway
spit right  in ur face
have a nice day

FTP [PROD. PULSE]

prod @pxlse & @dytenna
decided to stop working on an album (biohazard) for now, it drained my creativity & annoyed me. ill just continue with droppings singles for now. that means i can drop a song ~ every 2 weeks instead of letting yall wait for months. 

lyrics:
knife in your fucking back
kick back of my strap hit you in the neck
where you bitch at, put you off the track
ready to attack, weapons in my duffel bag
fuck rap i dont care 
give me my flow back
no cap never scared that i might be dead 
wearing only black
rather be dead than listening to your tracks


still dont feel nothing, still got no emotions 
bones just keep crushing, drown you in the ocean
blood is still rushing, i might need ibuprofen
never been social, hopefully death is approaching

IBUPROFEN [prod. PULSE + DYTENNA]

lyrics:

DESERT:

sorry if you'll deal with me
fuck you if you doubted me
painting fresh blood of a fucking butchered sheep
on your front door saying fucking "apache"
shatter both your knees
with a shovel, three
sixes what i see,
what i strive to be,
you cant stop me
face reality
you a wannabe
feel the machete

bitch eat,
eat concrete,
curb stomp
make you bleed
break your neck 
with my feet, yuh. aye
dont care if you hate me
discolate both your damn knees
stanag mag, rounds thirty
finna shoot who the adresse?
got a bitch lookin like kylie
i think im just high g
im still on that killingspree

MUTILATE:

Im sorry if you had to deal with me
fuck everyone who has doubted me
painting fresh blood of a  butchered sheep
on your front door saying "apache"
shatter both your knees
with a shovel, three
sixes what i see,
what i strive to be,
you cant stop me
face reality
you a wannabe
feel the machete
(x2)

DESERT / MUTILATE [PROD. PULSE]

GHOSTOFBLU - RESENT

prod. kill ebola + epsyle
verse:
mainly a warning of the heart 
stone cold premises
different forms of the art
slick monotone clipping sounds raise from the start
gotta forcequit, reboot, and also restart

speakin present tense while i teach you some fuckin sense
fix formin supernovas cant hide behind a fence
puttin ideas down where the light be i feelin intense
comin at my peak brainstorm thoughts so dense

verse:
painting the portraits 
of the coordinates
launching while brains scorching,
forming, abortin it 

fakers breaking down
thinking that someones coming its
not full of realness get good at the performing its
obvious to me you wanna another good warning fits
anywhere to everywhere banning my formin fists
living full of plot twists
can i live it simple not hard nah thats what “god” insists

bridge:
rising from the ashes 
no splashes
of a hound 
in the back of the room
whom
x4
montag livin on the edge of the burnin fuel
 no fumes
of the flamethrower that symbolizes future tombs
x2 

verse:
fiery rage evolving inside him like a phoenix
stay, keep this 
wanna fuckin lead this
talk deep plead this
keep to bleed this
books and knowledge jus go an feed this
dont breed this

to the different avenues of your mind gates
stay wake
earthquake
like ave rhythmic headache
fuck an intake 
heartache
feel too many goddamn heartbreaks

verse:
they arent wanting me
they just tried stopping me
fuck all you flopping me
this is a thought to me
you lose you droppin me 
wait till u watchin me 
blow up you hoppin me
im glad you thought of me

this is the tale that
montag dont fail he 
conceil, so veil? so
bite off the tail and 
break off the bail plus 
make it seem frail to
feeding off hail 
you better off stale

7. COLD FT. DEPTH STRIDA [PROD. PULSE]

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