Survival
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Lyrics
Omniscient brother, my omniscient father at the helm of a self-propagating battle. Each as another these shorn-scalped automatons. Civilized and electrified. Bred to survive. Conditioned to survive. Trained to survive. The victors glutted upon a pile of wasted mass. In a metal to metal counter attack you will slit his throat. The ceaseless chaotic fight in a hole to be clawed out.
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Song Details
- Duration
- 06:04
- Key
- 4
- Tempo
- 133 BPM