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Hell Yeah EP

by VenomSpreader

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Chris Flossing with an E string. Favorite track: Humanic Disease.
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Imagine that, from the moment you were born I had planned your execution Value of life, if not human nothing more than pick and choose exclusions Dead inside, hopeless at the start but mortal vessels have yet to expire Circle of life, weeks and months at a time, lifespans unnatural, mother nature the liar FUCK! Where's God now? We are God, and given God's consent we've manufactured this man-made hell Production screams murder, factories to frozen isles Function complete, and all you had to do was die A hell for man, but not for man All hell is man, but not for man No, this can't be right, perhaps we went awry somewhere in these calculations To feel this way, is not the way, since when did life become something to be cherished? because it was never enough to be the greatest thing since sliced bread Everything else had to be made lesser, and belong on sliced bread It should be only humans Dying from humanic disease Don't feel for them, the helpless, feed on them They're not us, they don't look like us And only after your body is crippled by sickness will you meet the end The ire I feel for what's transpired on this mire of death Dubbed the killing floor climbs higher than Everest Terror flavor bitters your tongue, blood rusts metallic like iron Seasonings, cooked in fire, until the corpse is desired Bodies, fuck your euphemisms For once, can we just face the facts and call things what they are? Flesh of innocents tortured, murdered and burned Worth nothing more than fuel to all you bottomless tombs Hate for you takers of life I've seen the reaper in all of your eyes Scythe blade re-forged Death dealt with fork and knife No remorse as you gorge to bursting, course after course and Numbers don't lie for you takers of life And my math says that with you dead instead there'd be far less corpses
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Under your footprint a world being trampled Over your head, coexistence and change Outside your grasp, resolutions you've searched for Why does it matter, when all is your birthright? Take all you want and Destroy what gets in your way Be it conscious or earthen Spare only what stands on two legs Outcast by your mass, a world slowly smothered Over your head you think saviors await Outside your grasp all concepts of renewal Step over it all, all you've claimed your birthright. Disgusting, the amount of disregard For all things, not us, justifications for Exploitation of environs Atmospherical Earth, and the ones on all fours Unleash the hordes, no one to stop us now Walking in stride, we topple all Feel no remorse, born man the chosen ones These are your rights, the rights of upright But standing so tall Only makes it easier for us to look down Only makes harder to hear the pleads Sounds of a planet crushing under two feet Took all you wanted Destroyed what got in your way Now live alone in the barren Sympathy died on two legs Eclipsed in your shadow lay the scarred remains of a dead world And over your head, dead space holds no escape Too far from your grasp now lay all second chances The fault is your own, and death is your birthright What is right? Defend our wrongs with these rights we've granted to us alone The rights of upright For those who do what they will unconscious of consequences I’ve stood upright, forever weighted downward by the shame of my kind No longer upright. Identifying with the dying masses, not their chain wielding masters
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Oceans of blood churn violently beneath a storm of panic Gore avalanches, tectonic plates of flesh collide, loose the bodyslide Onward to your doom, go forth and suffer Resistance leads to broken vertebrae, electric prods in your eye Egotism and traditional ignorance have somehow justified There's just no other way, you'll have to suffer Chains round your leg begin to hoist No, this is not your ascension Tell me, how do you like your new perspective? Upside down, face and eyes swollen, reddened Now know the knife, as all you ever were is drained from your body Bleed, bleed dry You were made to die For greed, for feed In postmortem bliss you dance, dead nerves fire their last, carotid spray turns the world red The blade, like karma, comes full circle, pierce the roots and remove the head I take my prize from 'neath your hide, fruits of your youth torn at their ripest from your bones Dismembered as you're transformed from sentient being into product Feel the pain, know only pain As I lay everlasting waste to your race When death fetches the highest price Totally missed the meanings of life Forgiveness runs dry, what is dealt comes back twice Cognitive dissonance, murderous device Onward to your doom, go forth and suffer What better reason than destructive nature and insatiable appetites? There's just no other way, you'll have to suffer

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This is our debut EP. Our first installment of Venom Spreading. Hope you enjoy it in its entirety. We love creating metal music, and there will be more to come in the future.

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released October 6, 2016

VenomSpreader is:

Dan Manoni - Vocals
Raye Mokarry - Guitar
Beau Maseto - Guitar
Brian Gamse - Bass Guitar
Jeff Brigante - Drums

We would like to thank Steve McCabe for recording this EP with us. He's a good fuck'n guy. Thanks Steve!

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