Single off of Junkie

Link: https://notsmrt.bandcamp.com/album/junkie-part-i

Deaf To The Ears Of Others - SOLO

MKBM demo

Persistence of Trauma

Ancient power flows
The essence grows
Burning sun above
I shed my skin
Through the sacred practice

Eight of Swords

"An important feature of suppressive fire is that it is only effective while it lasts and while it has sufficient intensity..."
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walk inside this house you hear a chainsaw start
steel toed, break your neck, if you glow in the dark
rolling gas, light a match, bayonet to the heart
soft point, hollow point, chopper rip you apart
 
coppers find you hanging from a hook, 
inside my slaughter house
there's chanting; screaming in the woods
that frankly, we don't talk about
i'm loading anfo, pounds of explosives in the trunk
counting ammo, hounds on attack, won't see the sun
 
yeah, we'll rendevous with fate
make a sacrifice won't be the same
smokin' on some paint
shotgun blast, burn a cop away
blood stain on my boots
tannerite might make you back off
you're a victim not a witness
when my mask off

big guns blastin' holes out asphalt
waterboardin' this is torture
motherfuck assault
now you killin' now you aint
smoke a blunt to the face
lil syrup goin' dumb
ballin out at the bank

Rendezvous

The Cradle of Life and Death

Where Death is not - I am.
Where Death is - I am not. 
You will see.

Safe Travels to a Place Unknown

Nine of Swords

"Individual, you are now charged with Socio-Endangerment, level 5. Capital prosecution is discretionary."
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heavy metal in my blood i'm feeling nauseous 
when i'm dead and forgotten i'll keep it haunted
and it's 1312 forever never stopping
sending coppers straight to hell before i follow em
and we're smokin' moonrocks, Houston, this apollo 8
chain from El Dorado and a brick of caine
always runnin' red lights, always fuckin' faded
always act out hate 'cause my lifes wasted
 

racing through the night, adrenaline rush
gun violence is my medicine, grind bones into dust
aint a comparison, to having hounds or nine in the cut
keep it genuine, every cop i met is corrupt
 
sirens wailing, so i'm ready for a fight
never leave the house, without a couple knives
cop killer, fit is pigskin hide
high explosive, heavy metal suicide

Sociocide [Semael]

"...One important feature of the ambush was that the target units should 'pile up' after being attacked, thus preventing them any easy means of withdrawal from the kill zone..."
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lyrics later :(

Eight of Swords

Winny

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