Forced 7"

by Stillborn

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03:28

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released September 3, 2015

Recorded and mixed by Nikolaus Preglau at Elephantwest Audio. Mastered by Role at Tonmeisterei Oldenburg. Artwork by Gino Pambianchi.

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Track Name: Forced
Progression is my education, standstill is my tomb. Narrowed minds are the coffins, in a mass grave of the doomed. I dug out myself many years ago. Allow myself, allow yourself to grow.

You will never be - be like me!
Your poisoned mind - never free!

You will never be - be like me. your poisoned mind will never be free.
Build up your own mind, break this hollow shell. Release yourself.
Track Name: No Means No
You act like a fucking king, proud and overconfident. Testosterone hits the bloodstream, supports your arrogant attempt.

Chat-up line - she doesn't care.
Unwanted touch - don´t you dare.

This is not an invitation - to destroy her life.
This is not an invitation - to make her feel dead inside.

No means no! Brand these words into your fucking brain.
There are no excuses. You´re the only one to blame.
Track Name: Demons
Red eyed demons, out of the belly of the evil. Red eyed demons.

Feed themselves of selfishness. Growing with intolerance. Leaving traces of destruction. Moved by money and corruption.

Acting like they have nothing to lose, unknowingly with the head already in the noose.

Learning nothing from the faults of their past. Quite the contrary, they are doing them again.

Red eyed demons, out of the belly of this system. Red eyed demons.
Track Name: No Remorse
Woke up by screams, the daily noise. Sickening smell rushes through my nose. No space to move, seeking protection. Boredom and panic leads to self destruction.

An endless nightmare. The living hell.
Degraded to objects. Our bodies on sale.

Open the gates, warm light glares my eyes. Punching and beating, emphasize their despise. Forced by violence into a coffin of steel. Pain and fear is all that I feel.

My sister died by the weight of the others. I smell blood, the blood of my brothers. Flesh supplier. No name, just a number. Born to die. Born to be slaughtered.

No remorse in abattoirs.