SLUMPARK CORRECTIONAL LYRICS

1. Borderline

The land of tyranny I hear you shout my name
Lust, Immortality, Embracing in the flames
Down to the borderline, to the last frontier
For those who stand their deeds, hell is marching near
We're on the borderline
I hear their voices and I can't believe this shit
Those fucking psychopaths, they'll never let us live
Enraged to excess, my blood's about to boil
You motherfuckers get away from my home soil!

We're on the borderline

My anger reigns over your pathetic souls
My fucking sympathy you'll never live to see
We're running riots, and our lives are down to shreds
They spark the evil blood, running through my veins

We're on the borderline

2. Opposition

I'm at the front of your hate
I live the life you disdain
I am the sawdust you breathe
I bleed the hope that you claim
I see your pain and I scorn
I am the death you foresee
I am your inner remorse
I am what you'll never be
I am the voice in your mind
Fueling your worries and doubts
I live to value your sins
I die so you don't belong
I am the sins you deny
I am the guilt you affirm
I am the trust that you've lost
I'm here when you are no more
I'm your living opposition
I am the face of disease
I'm your medieval decree
You'll never level with me!
You're disregarded and torn
I am the wound that you bleed
I am the shit that you're fed
I am the gap in your mind
I'm the incentive of lies
I am your social defeat
I am the failure you meet
I'm your sadistic demand
I am your self-hating seeds

I'm your living opposition
I'm your... opposition
I'm your... opposition

3. Forsee

[Instrumental]

4. The Sniper

Comes another morning
Wake up -- a pile of hay
Scratch your reddening backside
Throw the dust away
Wrap yourself with ammo
Clean your barrels up
Leave your crib in caution
Resume the Killing Job
Climb that hill with worry
Stretching down in fear
Gaze -- the endless horizon
Hunting time is near
Grab, in awe, your rifle
Silence -- drives you nuts
Waiting to slay your victims
Dying to blurt their guts

I am the sniper!

Scan your screen in hunger
Aim towards your goal
Shoot whatever is moving
Fill the ground with holes
Crossing the yard in innocence
Bullets coming from the skies
Nailed him down -- a headshot
Kissed his life goodbye
No regrets will ever
Cross your brainwashed mind
Just obey their orders
Kill -- justify your god
Walk back home in misery
Remember all you've done
Relive, all that horror
Forget, you're now the gun

I am the sniper!

5. Ground Incursion

Murder, bullshit, allies, torture
We're the idiots on the run
What you gonna do (you little shit you little shit now)
Can't escape this ground incursion
Can't escape... Ah!
We're the guilt in your temptation
We're the fault in your equation
We're the slaves your soul can't master
We define your inner fear
Fire in the hole you bastards!
We're the idiots on the run
What you gonna do (you little shit you little shit now)
Can't escape this ground incursion
Can't escape... Ah!
We're the guilt in your temptation
We're the fault in your equation
We're the slaves your soul can't master
We define your inner fear







SLUMPARK CORRECTIONAL LYRICS