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Aftermath
03:28
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Awaken The Desperate
02:39
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Awake! Aware! My mind... can’t think
Something, not right, myself, evaporating
A former shadow of me, alive but barely
They don’t see my disease for the eyes can’t see
My mind, Dissociating
Cannibalized... by a destroyed sense of identity
Mistaking delusion... for the real
Threatened by enemies... that don't even exist
Must defeat, must combat
Demons of the fucking mind!
Taking shapes of flesh?
My insanity
Crosses the boundaries of…
Another self
Is born
From the ashes of my...
My former self has splitten
under the pressure of torture
A blank slate created!
Awaken the Desperate
Awake, heart racing, a vague memory
Maybe a dream
Was it a dream? Or Am I re-programmed?
I don’t know, I don’t know
Awaken
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Perfect Specimen
03:41
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No escape from death row
If I were to be condemned who will judge me?
Uncountable killings
To serve a purpose
Who’s purpose?
To serve and protect
How I was taught
Love my country and…
Crush the invaders
No rest, no love, no disagreement
In his mind
Pure devotion
No doubt!
Created to kill and serve
To serve and protect
That’s how I was taught
To love when you are dead
The perfect specimen
Night after night
Drugged and reconstructed
Night after night, destroying your mind
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Traumatize the Masses
03:32
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The desire for power
The endless greed
To conquer, to desire
Lust and possess
We are amoral, almost divine
Subjugating all the sheep
Our enemies, to our will
Erasing the sparks
Of consciousness
You shall be
Our, our Pavlovian dogs
Our dogs of Pavlov
Wilkommen and kill
Subjugated with... terror
Masters of deceit
We lie to your face
To your fucking face
We made you fear terrorists!
Empathic and weak
Our moral compass:
The searching
For ultimate power!
Psychological warfare
Hordes of sheep ready
We shall pick one
To further our aim
One of your own
You shall never know
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Eleven Years
03:07
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My heart is racing
Cannot think straight
Total Despair
Awake in the night
Totally Alone, Yet
Feeling watched
My time has come, I think
Time to atone for my sins...
All those I've killed
Came back to haunt me
They are calling for me
A subsonic calling
Special for my kind
Vomit Inducing
Everything in a haze
A shadowy fog engulfs me
I must escape
Are the walls speaking to me?
Dissociated!
Identity!
Eleven Years!
Brainwashed!
Unaware!
Eleven Years Ago!
Subject attempted to terminate himself
And failed
Countermeasures in effect
Recent Memory Erased
Our Killing Machine!
Zeitgeist!
We shall prevail...
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Tales of Insanity
04:11
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Gaze into nothing
The world is soaked in black
To bleed, to fade into another…
I open myself
And all the world, all the world
Is painted in red
I open myself, and now
The world is painted in red
Tales of Insanity
Walking alone, not onwards
Operators always moving within
Their voices, they whisper
All thus, go to self
The tales of insanity
Everything so alive
So beautiful
Another souvenir
All is painted, painted in black
Why only I, must suffer?
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What is happening?
I don’t understand??!
Shutting down, dreaming, Feeling like murdering
His Final Descent into Madness
Walking in a haze
Dream-like, all seems ethereal
Final stage of the awakening
Now he cannot deactivate
He will only regain
Consciousness
When his target is terminated
His Final Descent into Madness
Slaughtering scores of the innocent
Final Descent into Madness
By design of his tormentors
He is arriving at the congress...
With blood soaked hands.
Lives were laid to waste.
To add to the shock of the press
Children and old
No one was spared
In his bloodstained face, tears could be seen
Vacant eyes crying tears of death
Amongst the dead lie some scientists and political activists
No one will remember then five years from now.
Now they all lie dead
They all lie dead...
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Days pass, years even
The turmoil only a memory
Repressed, long forgotten
Only a memory
Rationalized all doubt away
I am just a normal human
A normal human
Who only sleeps
If drugged to submission
Nightmares hound me
Failing to my death
Incognito
Myself, unglued
Eternally trapped
In spontaneous disintegration
What is happening?
Nothing
But I can’t sleep
Still deep inside, I wait for the day
The day of reckoning
The day that will end
All this torment
And I will bring this torment
Bring it all upon others
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IncognoscI Rio, Brazil
IncognoscI began in the ashes of the Brutal band NECROPSE, with Marcos and Jonathas who teamed together to make insane and deranged music. They got together with Iron to create the full length "A Biography of Madness" released in 2020.
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