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Entrace

by Entrace

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1.
Intro 01:24
2.
The Time Has Come... The sky is turning down to black The crowd is ready to attack Forgotten souls of motherland Are spreading death With bodies tired of misery We fight against the slavery This greedy violent government Has come to end The time has come The war begun Raging masses killing everyone You hear my voice So make your choice To lose you head or lose your crown No more corrupted tyranny No more enslaved society it's Time to face the only option Leave or die Your kin of lawless traitors Will join the dead dictators Unless you step aside To stay alive Despotic rule will come to end Our lives will take another bend We are the shapers of our fate It's in your hands We are the voice of civil war We are the ones to change the world The fight is all we're asking for So make your stand
3.
Game Over 03:50
Game Over Virtual fever seized the masses, Knocking on every door People do not walk the streets, They fight their digital war Meaning of life is lost, So is control and freedom Run fast and don't look back This world cannot be treated Internet untied their hands Life suffocates in abysmal throes Their order's to seek 'n' eliminate electronic foes Virtual reality, Destructive realm of wasted lives Exchange is not honest They pay their highest price Time will show Who has won, No regrets For what we've done. New age now Starts to rise. Now bow down, No one hears your cries.
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Reckoning Day Vain prophets told everyone This day will fall upon this earth, But idle human herds Didn't give a damn Soul is slowly fading out When you ingest meal of imbecile, Blend of stale TV shows, Junk music and food Fire! Doomsday is coming Fire! Sinners burning No evading fate Sky explode with hate Voice is telling herds Final words Burn in hell We won't hear the final bell Burn in Hell None will weep for us Burn in hell Only distant sound of knell Burn in hell Over ruins of faith and trust World going down in flames Engulf the guilty and the innocent, Blood rushing deep and wide To cleanse the earth Those who sin and those who not Will die alike in tears of agony, Blind avenger coming out From shade of grave
5.
Battlefield 05:20
Battlefield The face of a stranger is caught in a sight The Killing is art, the art with no worth of delight You've found a victim, but who said you've found truth? On the other side of coin the victim is you Finger on the trigger, killing time has come You begin a countdown with death, one on one Nothing but bloody traces on the wall Another innocent soul is shot to the underworld You are a spawn of war Nothing is sacred for you anymore You're taught only to kill, what you can feel When you enter the battlefield? Estranged existence your life has become Empty biologic shell under dying sun Shoot yourself now, no sense for dying later Your consciousness gone like a vile traitor
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Shattered! 04:41
Shattered! something’s to run out, something’s to explode This is the war we’ve been all waiting for Nothing would stop us from taking our part We’re metal maniacs, pity if you’re not Fast! Hard! Loud! Run! Scream! Shout! Joining our forces we head to the stage Fans are impatient to release their rage As the amp is switched on the massacre begins Here starts the battle in which no one wins Don’t stop running wild, just bang your head, Enter the pit and run till you’re dead Manage to cripple even your friend He answers the same if he stands till the end The pit zone is flooded by vomit, sweat and blood Some just keep on thrashing, others pray to God The amplifiers are smoking, they're nearly to combust A hundred necks are broken after banging too fast After the slaughter the wounded crawl away Those who's survived have nothing more to say We’re gonna leave the stage but will return for more All the doubts you have in mind we’ll shatter to the core

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released September 20, 2014

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Formed in 2010 for support of the underground.

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