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Forbidden Democracy

by DeathLore

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Weaponised followers being subservient of their cult leaders.
When institutionalized mobilising faith of democracy being tampered with false propaganda. The existence of trivial hope has been forged and marginalized to their accalimed filth and corruption. Devouring the oppressed and weak with indoctrinated intentions stock-piling over garbage of thoughts. The methods of retribution are ransoms of brutal patriotism, where squalid thoughts of brutality is convoluted as a home-grown salvation.
Seize your FORBIDDEN DEMOCRACY, seize it through pain and suffering.
The sirens are honking and the lights are coded red..

lyrics

Thoughts of lust. Given way
Stories of bloodshed put to ears,
What love sherds the air, Gives no dime
Wants to know, but it lacks the grit, If it will war be surviving it?
Or parish...

Only broken ground to Tread
Greed useless, no one to see,
Unfamiliar home, terrain of dead, round up with mines
Sleepless graves from haunted Nights .
Roam our dream's in hell we are
Dying forever in raging vines
Democracy forbidden, o sweet warfare.

No storm formed
Rage still backstage
Going levels up to jump, fall back into place
It will pick sweat and dust, grind it spikes with a dirty pace,
Craving poison from jinxed soundwaves.

Spelling out - imminent disaster
Blatant injustice just blinder.
Dim lights of passion shy to thunder
No rains of lust, it'll pain of dissever.
Live embers from severed arms,
Severed heads, severed limbs, lips torn and eyes spilt.
Bleeded together, there's truth in it
Come late night, when all that wake sleep
Coldstones who kill are out in you too deep

What love sherds the air, lasts through time
Wants to go, but lacks the grit.

If it's not free, light us on fire
Engulf my mind, burn my body's desire.

These fascists know they have to wait
For us to wake and clutch from their hands
Our deserved heartbrack
Petty rulers laid to waste our
Graveyard of love
Promises made in the preface

o scary war fare
Imprison us behind bars , lands wide with scars
We are screming, listen to us.

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released March 3, 2021
Mixing & Mastering - Aakash Sherpa

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Death Metal act from India since 2013

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