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Stare Into The Abyss

by The Prolet Kult

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1.
Death March 08:55
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I'm living a death march A death march Walking straight into the end I'm living a death March A death march Little left to defend I'm living a death march A death march Walking straight into the end I'm living a death March A death march Little left to defend Got a target on my back And a needle in my eye A red menace bleeding me Straight til I'm dry Hanging by the ropes To hell they'll send Walking these streets alone We all know how this'll end Im living a death march A death march Walking straight into the end I'm living a death March A death march Little left to defend Im living a death march A death march Walking straight into the end I'm living a death March A death march Little left to defend Decided to show my colors Spit them loud I'm fighting for the others I'll scream and shout They'll hurl their insults And cock their rifles And pin all the faults Wearing their tattooed idols Im living a death march A death march Walking straight into the end I'm living a death March A death march Little left to defend Im living a death march A death march Walking straight into the end I'm living a death March A death march Little left to defend I'll go away and never be found It'll happen in due time Call me the Rose of this town End me in a bullet and dump me out in Rhine I'm living this DEATH MARCH! Im living a death march A death march Walking straight into the end I'm living a death March A death march Little left to defend
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Smash This Machine 10:18
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Hang em with the rope you selling em Hit the em with the money you giving em Hang em with the rope you selling em And curb stomp the snake while you got em Smash this machine! Smash this machine! I find myself at a crossroads To wage a war against em Or hit em at the show boats They won't kill themselves The contradictions stacking so high Yet they squirm away Why won't you fucking die Why are you still alive? Hang em with the rope you selling em Hit the em with the money you giving em Hang em with the rope you selling em And curb stomp the snake while you got em Smash this machine! Smash this machine! Don't wanna pick up my rifle But the kids gotta eat And you ain't going to help, just stifle Who is going to feed us when robots got us beat? Gimme a reason not to end you! Gimme a move to sleep tonight And if I die giving you your due I'll be one of the lucky few! Hang em with the rope you selling em Hit the em with the money you giving em Hang em with the rope you selling em And curb stomp the snake while you got em Smash this machine! Smash this machine! I'll hang you with the rope! Your dollar bills and dope! Smash the machine! Smash the machine! A bullet through your head ain't gonna cut it! Bitch! Hang em with the rope you selling em Hit the em with the money you giving em Hang em with the rope you selling em And curb stomp the snake while you got em Smash this machine! Smash this machine!
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Arctic Bliss 10:02
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They stared into my eyes with tears flowing from the gaps naming all the reasons they despise but not a single word from their flaps hit my ears and passed my head like a pirate staring at maps searching for a treasure by diving in the ice caps it feels warm at the bottom of this arctic a blanket of the cold warms my skin it feels warm at the bottom of this arctic as it's the only warmth i wish to know it feels warm at the bottom of this arctic my skin all but burns in the light the cold is all i wanna know drowned and frozen, preserved and young swimming up to the surface a pain in my chest explosive to the baroness bursting out the sides of my lung vest my ears begin to ring my heart beginning to sink the stars beginning their shining life beginning to end in a single blink it felt warm at the bottom of this arctic a blanket of the cold warmed my skin it felt warm at the bottom of this arctic as it's the only warmth i wish to know it felt warm at the bottom of this arctic my skin all but burned in the light the cold is all i wanna know drowned and frozen, preserved and young Starting to swim back down letting my lungs fill with water the warmth gives way to the cold going back the treasure, the drown another body, just arctic fodder forever young, to never grow old buried in a frozen grave too far deep for a close call save it feels warm at the bottom of this arctic a blanket of the cold warms my skin it feels warm at the bottom of this arctic as it's the only warmth i wish to know it feels warm at the bottom of this arctic my skin all but burns in the light the cold is all i wanna know drowned and frozen, preserved and young
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The Flux of Time 17:43
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The means of happiness They depart from me Decrypt this varied mess The greatest mystery Day in and day out Questions arise Long conversations about The parts of me to despise They offer a solace A moment of clarity It won't fix it, they promise But it'll stop the severity Days go on, nights are longer Ending the con Feeling a bit stronger Don't mind if I do Don't mind if I don't If I give in, I'll disappear If I stand firm, You won't see me here! damned if I do Damned if I don't If I give in, I'll disappear If I stand firm, You won't see me here! The long night turns to a bright day Blinding and burning one might say Cocky and bright, come what may The waves of trial, they drown me, The bodies at the bottom of the bay. The waves begin to tower The Overwhelming power The sun has turned sour The brightest lights, situation dour The overwhelming crumbling city My babylonian tower Don't mind if I do Don't mind if I don't If I give in, I'll disappear If I stand firm, You won't see me here! damned if I do Damned if I don't If I give in, I'll disappear If I stand firm, You won't see me here! I begin to turn, My tower, I shall let it fall To ruins and rubble, I will let it burn As it turns to ash and dirt My heart for the tower, it'll yearn And never learn of the moments, the brightest of days In the middle of the night And I sleep, even my dreams are fleeting Burying me beneath a sea of the dusk and dawn meeting The sun extinguished The moon has taken the mantle The clocks lie to me It's too much for me to handle Don't mind if I do Don't mind if I don't If I give in, I'll disappear If I stand firm, You won't see me here! damned if I do Damned if I don't If I give in, I'll disappear If I stand firm, You won't see me here! Shall I build back my tower And Rebuild the sun Climb every floor In the light I burn Shall I dig myself a hole Pray the sea washes me clean Drowning in it's hold Under the moon's eyebeam? Shall i stare into the abyss? Or blinded by the light? Transparent pale skin Or boiling crippling might Submarine burial Astral suffocation? Don't mind if I do Don't mind if I don't If I give in, I'll disappear If I stand firm, You won't see me here! damned if I do Damned if I don't If I give in, I'll disappear If I stand firm, You won't see me here!
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Smoky Mountain Rain 06:16
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Oh that Smoky mountain rain feel that old smoky mountain rain ohhh that old mountain rain feel that smoky wind again oh the wind and hail! the mournings they pour the fog again like the poor that lost their heads like the children, women and men the rooster stopped crying it's merely a scream and a chorus followed the rest it seems the rooster seems to grow silent as the voices rise now it's a spirited sea of the ghosts of the decayed flies the children grow hungry as they are ignored to make room for the visitor, simply bored Oh That smoky mountain rain feel that old smoky mountain rain ohhh that old mountain rain feel that smoky wind again oh the wind and hail! the homes dwindle as the cabins rise the lowly forgotten to keep eyes on the prize one voice leads the pack but dwindling and muted, a vision they lack duct taped silent as they money then grows and the market flourished, sending a funeral rose the shelters too full to take the people too poor to rake the money to pay rent or food that wasn't heaven sent Oh that smoky mountain rain feel that old smoky mountain rain ohhh that old mountain rain feel that smoky wind again oh the wind and hail! feel that rain! feel the sting! let it cut your skin! cut to the core, your sin! wash away the pride wash away the sin! wash away the titles you love therein! feel that old smoky mountain rain ohhh that old mountain rain feel that smoky wind again oh the wind and hail!

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released April 4, 2023

Everything: The Prolet Kult
Artwork was made using GIMP
Recorded into Ableton Live 10 in Sosa Sounds Studio in Seymour, TN.

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