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Demo 2016

by Child Of Waste

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And now you’re starting to understand What’s in my head There is fire in the house of god Pulling trigger on innocent kind Slaughter the martyr There is a voice that spew sadness Onto my face There is a strained hand Onto my head I am betrayed My king doesn’t answer My lord won’t save me You cunt Dishonored I have been watching you I’ve been waiting for you And in your time of grace I’ll be ripping every cracks of you And now you’ll never understand What’s in my head There is fire in the house of god Pulling trigger on innocent kind Slaughter the martyr There is a voice that spew sadness Onto my face There is a strained hand Onto my head Slaughter the martyr Erase the filth of belief This madness has live for far too long This bullshit should not live on Kill them all
3.
Sculptures 04:05
The edge of death is descending down on us 
 We waited for an improvement, and got deceived
 These sculptures will rise, and walk the earth 
 We didn’t have the time and we will no longer have We're chased by giants of soil
 We failed and are condemned There is no solace in the failure of progress
 Crippling fear into your bones 
you now understand how you fucked up
There is no turning back 
You own it, Deserve it 
Time flies and you won’t get it back And you won’t get it back
 Your betrayed oath
 Your sentence to death And now you're crawling to an illusive shelter
 Searching for an escape from your judgement 
 From the hands a giants of bones and flesh
 You thought that progress has become your slave
 But a machine you didn’t build will never kneel to you Severed limbs 
From your weak shell of hope and hell
 Disemboweled 
 From neck to knee you fragile scum We're chased by giants of soil 
We failed and are condemned There is no solace in the failure of progress
 Crippling fear into your bones 
you now understand how you fucked up
There is no turning back 
 You own it, deserve it 
 Time flies and you won’t get it back The edge of death is descending down on us We waited for an improvement, and got deceived
 These sculptures will rise, and walk the earth 
 We didn’t have the time and we will no longer have The edge of death is descending down on us These sculptures will rise, and walk the earth Time flies and you won’t get it back
4.
Harvest 04:13
Searching for the right gut to sever
 I’ll find my way through your body 
Extended arm of the murderer
 A worm of flesh
designed to slice open your entrails 
Your rotten corpse is my buffet BLEGH !!! You’ve never owned it,
 Counsciousness was a mistake 
 And now we’re back to harvest them all Created to feed a monster of infinite powers 
 Hell unleashed upon your souls 
 Now my soldiers will tear you apart Searching for the right gut to sever 
I’ll find my way through your body
 Extended arm of the murderer
 A worm of flesh
designed to slice open your entrails
 Your rotten corpse is my buffet You've never meant to become something more
 Than fresh meat 
 You’ll never end up being something more 
than a fucking shit

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This is our debut 3 tracks Demo !

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released July 27, 2016

All musics & lyrics was written by Child Of Waste.
Mixed & mastered by Child Of Waste.

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Child Of Waste Paris, France

Deathcore band based in Paris, France.
Est. 2014.

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