Demo 2012

by Delete The Mass

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released April 1, 2012

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Delete The Mass Athens, Greece

DELETE THE MASS is a grindcore / death metal act based on Athens, Greece, formed in 2009.

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Track Name: Agonist
You are fool
You fight a bull with red cloak
No fight at all
Fighter of show off
You are fool and liar
You are fool, rot
All undeads of the mass
Wound up robots of the mass
Track Name: Concrete
They steal your days, they leave you no space
They put you on the wall just because
Always you want them all
They pull the trigger, you grab the bullet
They throw you bait, you toss the bait
Always you want them all
After all, people who demand
Spare a coin to the beggar, otherwise they‘re wrong
When you ask and you don’t pay back
Your demand is a fraud

Turn around and look at the wall
That’s your place, that’s your role
The empty space of the concrete
No more emotions, no more demanding
Nothing but only some rocks with the use of an only thing
Material for your grave

Now the mass is screaming for freedom
And the king is staring at the wall
When the king falls from the throne
Someone from the mass will rule the world
And same… wall again… all fail…

Honestly I am sick of this thing, do your part
Smash the bullet, puke the bait
Two steps back, then charge and smash the wall
Track Name: Mind Pollution
How can you call this mind pollution education?
The education system is the schooling of our filthy system
Eternalizing methods for the mass obliteration
In school you fuckin’ learn what means oppression and depression

No one is destined to rule
But I never learn that
No one is able to lead and command
Human and nature

They want to make us see the light
They push their fingers in our eyes
They want to do the best for us
They want to make us outcasts
Track Name: The Yard
I am not to blame for your crimes

I am not to fuckin’ blame
For your crimes and for their tricks
I was playing at the yard
While they were tax evading
Well, they just threw me in a place with beliefs
Of corruption and evasion

I only accept my own mistakes
Nothing more and nothing less

Now you grab me by my neck
You try to make me feel that I don’t deserve all I’ve got
All the things I’ve earned, you cannot take them from me
You fuckin’ thief, liar

I am not to blame for your crimes
I was playing at the yard while they were tax evading
Track Name: Mora
Her hug is paralyzing
Her breath inside my breath
Hung over from my nightmares
This is Mora
Although you have your senses
It feels like you’re inside a dream
Although you cannot move
It’s like you’re going straight to hell

With no arms
With no legs
With no muscles
With no strength
Only will but so much panic
This is Mora

Believe it or not, she chooses her target
She sets the game and gives you the permission not to play
This is Mora

Mora…
Simulation in reality
Let’s try to describe

Greek pressure
European pressure
World pressure
Fuck them all

One day I will wake up powerful
And give an end to this state of numbness
One day it will be game over
For the sake of my spawns

Game over