1. |
The First Jawed Fish
03:43
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The first jawed fish,
On your ass bitch.
The last work shift,
Taking shit from you.
Mid-life crisis,
Feeling priceless,
On the blacklist, to get stoned.
Fucking owned.
The first jawed fish,
Of the eclipse.
Dies in anguish,
Shooting up with my friend.
Now I lay here,
It is all clear.
Superior, than your fucking kind.
When evolution forms a man greater,
I will be the one to keep you safe my baby.
And if this man shall rob us of our dignity,
I will fight with my bare arms to please you.
The first jawed fish,
On your ass bitch.
Now you die, Now you fucking die.
Know your place, in this world.
I'll take my time with this kill.
Rip your flesh and I'll eat it raw,
As you die under my jaw.
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2. |
It Had To Be Done...
05:44
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Wait for my chance, to get you back.
Slow is the way, I will try,
I will try to gain the strength inside,
To win your heart, to have the pride.
So I can call you mine.
Through drunken nights I battled through the frontlines baby.
And all the drugs they only keep me farther from you.
Cause I had thought you were the one.
That inspiration through my sadness, yeah.
And though I'm proving, moving farther from my only love
It had to be done.
Look for a sign, a simple thing.
Rip out my guts, fucking bitch,
Fucking bitch you are for leaving me.
I hope you die and fucking bleed.
For all that you have done.
Through open eyes I see now for the first time baby.
And all the rules I follow lead me farther from you.
Cause I had thought you were the one.
That inspiration through my sadness, yeah.
And though I'm proving, moving farther from my only love
It had to be done.
Through drunken nights I battled through the front lines baby.
And all the drugs they only keep me farther from you.
Through open eyes I see now for the first time baby.
And all the rules I follow lead me farther from you.
Cause I had thought you were the one.
That inspiration through my sadness, yeah.
And though I'm proving, moving farther from my only love
It had to be done.
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3. |
Straight Rotting
03:48
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Riding through the skies,
drinking beers to pass the time.
Its Hacker always killing, just be chilling,
we're hitting lines.
And you know its me,
Its fucking MCMC on the goddamn verse,
And I'm unprepared and fucking ill-rehearsed,
But I gotta say that I'm on my way
to be the first motherfucker in that hearse.
And I am not afraid to say,
That I haven't found a way,
A single reason to keep myself straight.
Straight rotting through,
We're straight rotting for you.
And though I'm losing all my strength
I've got a clue that all this substance
in my veins makes me accept that I'm straight,
Rotting through.
This is the time we needed the most.
My head now in line as the beer collides with the throat.
Now I am ready to tackle the day.
A thirty-pack strong, arrested for hitting a cop.
Take you down, anyday.
Strike you down, anyway.
Drink your beer, make you pay.
We're taking you down, straight rotting.
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4. |
Revenge Of The Spliff
05:16
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Our heads held high,
as we're waiting to arrive.
The night is young and
we've been drinking to survive.
Breaking through the gates,
storm up the porch.
Fiending for that green,
Juan busts down through the door.
Donovan strapped with AR-15,
this was just a night,
you wish you'd never seen.
Ornamentality at best.
When you're drinking booze and smoking trees,
For then you will see.
Killing all as we fall off a cliff,
Revenge of the spliff.
Down another round,
puke on the floor.
Hacker's laying there,
shat on the fucking porch.
Clock strikes twelve and we're
ready to shred,
this was just a night,
you wish you should've bled,
Ornamentality instead.
When you're drinking booze and smoking trees,
For then you will see.
Killing all as we fall off a cliff,
Revenge of the spliff.
But you could never be us,
built of God's remains...
And you could never bleed us,
all out.
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5. |
Pure Gutrot
04:25
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(Instrumental)
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6. |
600 Years
07:04
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So I am leaving, guess it is true.
I'd never have thought I would say this to you.
I've climbed over mountains, on highways I have cruised.
Smoked all my weed and drank all my booze.
And I hope I will see you soon.
When music, it don't sound the same to me baby.
Oh my baby blue.
Now I am waiting, here is your clue.
A guy like me could end up with you.
I saved you from sadness, I got you so high.
600 years in time has gone by.
And I hope I will see you soon.
When music, it don't sound the same to me baby.
Oh my baby blue.
Oh my baby blue.
Oh my baby...
Now I am sitting, here in your world.
When I am your boy and you are my girl.
I have been thinking, now I am sure.
These 600 years in memory of her.
And now I miss her,
And I hope I will see you soon.
When music, it don't sound the same to me baby.
Oh my baby blue.
Oh my baby blue.
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Ornamentality Boston, Massachusetts
Ornamentality is a three-piece metal band from Boston, Massachusetts, featuring Chris Turner on Guitar and Vocals, Juan Lecha on Drums, and Donovan Scott on Bass and Vocals. The three met while attending the Berklee School of Music and quickly formed the band, writing and recording their album in the year of 2011. Now their debut album has been released and work has begun on a new record... ... more
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