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Nothing Short of a Fucking Calamity​.​.​.

by Cold

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1.
Cold 02:19
Destroy the greedy As they privatize our freedoms Have them all spend their nights outside in the dead of winter No more cozy mansions Learn to experience what you’ve brought on others You never understood the suffering you have caused Nothing will quell this hate Bring power to the working class Kill the protecters of property Smash their windows, burn their buildings Disarm the rich Free the working class Kill the protecters of property Smash their windows, burn their buildings Disarm the rich Disarm the rich Us versus them Smash their windows burn their buildings Cold You’ll kill everyone Just to profit Watching the whole world burn For your own benefit
2.
Psychosis 01:30
Heart pounding quicker and quicker The sky will touch the ground Everything occurs at once and will never happen again A world of distance between your mind and yourself The thought of sensation within extremities Holds significant lack of meaning Could never imagine as it never existed Existence ripped from perception Your perception fades from existence All at once In unison To never occur again All at once In unison Will never feel again
3.
In Extremis 01:55
Nothing short of horror To all senses Your mind is your prison No escaping Desolate stare Into the night sky Wish this pain away Wish it away Wish it away Nothing short of horror To all senses Your mind is your prison There’s no escaping Desolate stare Into the night sky Wish this pain away Wish it away Wish this nightmare away Wish away All future experiences along with the pain Washed away in an instant Blissful nothingness Silence
4.
Rage 01:48
Blindly ignore the loudest cries for help torture happening before you Can’t exist if it’s out of view Tragedy strikes everywhere Around any corner around the world Culpability Equally shared amongst you The ones that we once trusted Has failed us To these corporations You’re cannon fodder to their devices Why is no one speaking out No one’s making an example Out of them You failed us Money over humanity Cold A heartless soul
5.
Pig 01:35
To do what you do You really need to not have a conscience Betting against the wellness of everyone Greed is your mantra I’d rather die then to be like you Extort the world just to earn a few Cold Pull yourself up by your bootstraps I’ll pull you up by your neck with a noose Pull yourself up by your bootstraps I’ll pull you up by your neck with a noose I’m disgusted by what you are and what you do I’d rather die than be like you
6.
Defeat 01:29
End of days Your soul decays Corruption of morality Human depravity Leaching all the purity For selfish benefit Bending and molding All the things that should remain sacred Ripped out my hands Replaced with something lesser than But you’d take pride in Seeing the light leaving my eyes leave my eyes It’s so cold outside Just one minute to rest Too tired to move Falling asleep, consciousness removed

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released December 25, 2023

Written/Mixed/Mastered - Simone

Recorded - Simone, Wyatt

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