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Doom Metal » Doom Death Metal » Primitive Man - Observance
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«Страна»🇺🇸 USA
«Формат»Full-length
«Жанр»Doom Death Metal
«Город»Denver, Colorado
«Можно скачать»mp3 | flac | hi-res
«Доп. жанры»Noise
«Дата релиза»October 31 2025
«Качество MP3»320 kbps
«Размер»157.1 MB

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  • 1. Seer (07:18)
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    Bad for me
    Bad for everyone
    The pariah, the working fool
    The seer, the fuck up

    I know
    Too much
    So my heart beats
    To hell

    Giving all that I have
    To the dreams of empty men
    What once was passion has become chains
    Wrapped round my mind
    Wrapped round my neck
    Wrapped around my chest
    And raping my soul
    To contain, how to contain?
    I struggle to contain
    This violence growing within me

    A black beast that I struggle to contain
    I writhe and it undulates within me
    The black beast I struggle to hold
    I pray that it will annihilate my fears
    And enemies as they become
  • 2. Devotion (11:46)
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    I pick up the steel
    It does not matter who I was before I did
    Born blue, wandering into a back alley
    Covered in black, shitty blood

    Bars on windows and doors
    The ever subtle tracing of her fingertips on my motherwound
    Hiding from the inside of a trash can
    I am burning inside of her cigarette

    I am going to ruin my life for this fucking love
    Melodies of relaxing next to a gun
    The police state outside softens to the curves of her body
  • 3. Transactional (13:53)
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    I see
    Your
    Smile
    In the dark
    It spreads
    As I run
    To overcome you

    Now the black dog
    Has come to collect
    Panic in my chest
    The pain in my bones
    Disease in my blood
    And the fear in the air

    I feel it panting and growling
    Wet, ever-present, gnawing at my heart
    My soul, and who I am
    And who I am trying to be
    A better man is not fueled by things like vengeance and revenge

    The old ways stay buried deep within, in the grave
    I want to feel the spray of blood
    I do not want your camaraderie, companionship
    Associations, advice, or words

    I do not want your empty promises or stories of your greatness
    I do not desire acceptance
    I want the laments and wails of the clowns that follow your every move
    I choose to remain alienated and free

    You cannot take what I do not have
    I choose to walk away from the gnashing, wanton mouths
    Who will bite anything to feed
    The clown at the other end pulling the strings of a rusted king's crown
  • 4. Iron Sights (instrumental) (01:52)
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    instrumental
  • 5. Natural Law (14:01)
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    With the holiest gasoline in the sea
    I will burn their ships down
    A prayer of hatred, a spell of revenge

    I tried to meet their demands-an impossible task
    To please a human pig, a bleeding sow, an old bird

    Natural law
    Fuck the law
    Natural law
    Fuck the law
    Natural law
    Fuck the law
    Natural law
    Fuck the law

    All of these enemies
    And not one willing to cross the line
    But the will of what keeps me from doing it?
    Many men stand against me
    Cowards stand up in line

    I'll hold inside the need
    The means to pray to God for their death
    My real fear lies within my willingness
    To die in the shadow of my hatred of you
    Under the rising sun
    I should have never revealed myself to you

    As sick as I am and as weak as you are
    I am willing to die for this
    We are going to die for my lack of hope
  • 6. Social Contract (10:26)
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    Living the blues inside the body of a dead god fucking the void
    Earth inseminated by our rape
    Gift of stillbirth
    With 450 million fucking guns, things do not have to be this way
    Blood dripping from my mouth, polluted with history, fear & shame
    A fear joke
    With 450 million motherfucking guns, things do not have to be this way
    Now it's us or it's fucking them
    End of dreams
    Fog of war
    Now new horrors until peace rises from the tomb
    With 450 million motherfucking guns, things do not have to be this way
  • 7. Water (09:04)
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    Grown old enough to forgive
    Oh the man of trash and waste, "How will I breathe?"
    As a child I asked you, "Is this filth home?"
    Your home was a piss prison
    And a haven for the trash of the world

    The hate in my heart is not the all of me;
    It was forced upon my heart forever
    The most bitter end to a story
    Pitch fucking black, that runs into these veins

    Take the hell hurt out of my heart
    Burn the hell hurt out of my mind
    Devil man, "Father", please do not let me find you in the wild
    One of us will die
  • Продолжительность: 01:08:20

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