I wrote this song ten years ago to this beat
https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/tferc_LFTA4?feature=oembed I am looking for the raw recording with my vocals. Its hardcore/death metal style or Screamo RapThe men
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Waste away This platoon of men, in vain. The crowd strikes forth, Against a higher power source And I'm left standing, to die watching!
I'm shaking in my sleep tonight, Paranoid left with an open eye, Staring at shadows in disguise
This plague I despise, But to no avail there's no escaping this fight
The men, the men, the men are marching in! Torching everything, killing everyone! Wrangling whats left of us into a pen! Total domination or damnation! Suits, Combat boots, brainwashed brutes! Hows that for the truth!
It's become widespread, No way around it, If we only knew before hand This could have been prevented, Instead this is whats happening
This is death or instant absolution, Which ever it may be, The second you look away you'll be dead!
The men, the men, the men are marching in! Torching everything, killing everyone, Wrangling whats left of us into a pen! Total domination or damnation! Suits, Combat boots, brainwashed brutes! Hows that for the (fucking) truth!
Now every second, every minute, every day we pay, For always being duped and betrayed by you, The Enemy
The men, The men, the men are marching in! Suits, Combat boots, brainwashed brutes! Hows that for the fucking TRUTH!
When all hopes gone It will be one and done,
For these aren't your ordinary men
These are your heavy artillery, Our own Military
The men, The men, The men are marching
The men, The men, are winning!
https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/tferc_LFTA4?feature=oembed I am looking for the raw recording with my vocals. Its hardcore/death metal style or Screamo RapThe men
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Waste away This platoon of men, in vain. The crowd strikes forth, Against a higher power source And I'm left standing, to die watching!
I'm shaking in my sleep tonight, Paranoid left with an open eye, Staring at shadows in disguise
This plague I despise, But to no avail there's no escaping this fight
The men, the men, the men are marching in! Torching everything, killing everyone! Wrangling whats left of us into a pen! Total domination or damnation! Suits, Combat boots, brainwashed brutes! Hows that for the truth!
It's become widespread, No way around it, If we only knew before hand This could have been prevented, Instead this is whats happening
This is death or instant absolution, Which ever it may be, The second you look away you'll be dead!
The men, the men, the men are marching in! Torching everything, killing everyone, Wrangling whats left of us into a pen! Total domination or damnation! Suits, Combat boots, brainwashed brutes! Hows that for the (fucking) truth!
Now every second, every minute, every day we pay, For always being duped and betrayed by you, The Enemy
The men, The men, the men are marching in! Suits, Combat boots, brainwashed brutes! Hows that for the fucking TRUTH!
When all hopes gone It will be one and done,
For these aren't your ordinary men
These are your heavy artillery, Our own Military
The men, The men, The men are marching
The men, The men, are winning!