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Foul

by Alley Trash

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Darknight
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Darknight If you like hardcore metal thrash stylie then Alley Trash have the perfect album in the same vein of bands like Knocked Loose and Iron Reagan. I really dig this album, not one bad track and there cover of Bang Bang is utterly scorching. Favorite track: Primal Fear.
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1.
Long Sloppy 03:29
I’ve been waiting my whole life to leave this Eden Nothing is here but some backwater bullshit Not even the tex mex is decent Now that we’re here in the maw of this hellhole We’re sucked in right back here again There creatures are vicious; they’re stupid, tenacious I wouldn’t call most of you friends I don’t know what we’ve become If I’m the man for this job Then I’ll take the god damn check Just don’t expect me to grin And protect your neck Keep your voices down Stay off the ground The goal here is not to vibrate Keep your voices down Stay off the ground The goal here is not to vibrate We’ll dance on the edge of a knife to save everything you love We’ll dance on the edge of a knife to save everything you love We’ll dance on the edge of a knife to save everything you’ve ever loved Our blood runs cold; our hearts still bleed Our blood runs cold; our hearts still bleed Our blood runs cold; our hearts still bleed Our blood runs What what What the hell am I still doing here You people can’t decide on a god damn thing at all I tried my best to explain to y’all You gonna’ shake that ass, or is that just a tremble of fear? It doesn’t matter where they came from Forget the god damn name Just tell me how to kill these things And I’ll go on my way Now you’ve got no words Oh now you’ve got no jokes Now the other best idea Is hanging from that rope, yeah? Can you fly? Can you fly? Can you fly? Can you fly? Can you? Around and around we all go Where we stop, nobody knows; get on They’ve got us all surrounded
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Let’s rejoice the king is dead so now we feast Internal bleeding; terminal liver disease Skin the carcass; drink the blood for strength and wear the teeth Own your ego before it kills you Shut the fuck up with speaking your truth We’ve seen all this before Lonely corpses on a dance floor Fashions fade and style is eternal Slit the throats of the gods Slit the throats of the gods Slit the throats of the gods Slit the throats of the gods Let the blood dry on the floor Let the blood dry on the floor Let the blood drain on Cause no one’s getting out alive Yeah no one’s getting out Let the blood dry on the floor Let the blood dry on the floor Let the blood drain on Cause no one’s getting out alive Yeah no one’s getting out out alive I couldn’t resist The violence so sweet Fermented rotten fruit We’ve seen all this before Lonely corpses on a dance floor Your passion is worthless in death Now the bones are picked The vultures fed; the cycle just repeats Power vacuums; psychic terrorism pulling teeth You’ve forgotten how to fend for yourself Earn your keep Contribute please Contribute please
3.
Fading starlets cashing in on nostalgia way too late Stagnant icons dictate just how to stay in your lane What’s the point? The keepers of the gates of awe have descended Get in line; act the part It’s not that fucking hard Mothers devouring young Regurgitating their souls Taxidermies family circle; see you’ve gone and done it now No doubt it’s all perfect en masse In fact I’m betting on it; trust me Cause it’s all this back and forth bullshit And I really couldn’t give a damn For what it’s worth I think you’re probably doing your own best For what it’s worth I think you should probably give it a fucking rest It sure as hell ain’t me Doing damage; you’ll see You’ve done enough for the both of us And I cannot stress enough: Give up, give up, give up This has gone for far too long This has gone for far too long This has gone for far too long This has gone on for far too long Glorious orgy of death Ouroboros lives it’s fucking best life A disgusting display Of self-masturbatory incest Do I really have to watch this shit man? I think that I’m gonna’ fucking puke And do I just have to let it happen? There ain’t nothing that I can do?
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Primal Fear 03:09
A sealed fate No discernible purpose from higher powers’ calling Built to serve I think I’d rather die alone and watch this shit burn So keep your snake oils And all your bad tricks Move on the next town Fuck off this bullshit So keep your snake oils And all your bad tricks Move on the next town Kill off some half-wits You’re making profits off their suffering God damn you preying on the weak Your pals are fucking with the altar boys Hope that’s not too tongue-in-cheek Yeah you’re sure as hell dressed the part for the job Too bad your job is one big pile of bullshit You’re a fucking charlatan You’re just a masquerade So keep your snake oils And all your bad tricks Move on the next town Kill off some half-wits Do you hear that bell toll? You’re complicit in this You oughta’ be ashamed Do you hear that bell toll? You’re complicit in this You oughta’ be ashamed Your god is a superstition and any heaven they promised you is a fucking lie We’re all gonna’ return to dust Our guts will rot and worms will lap them up After that there’s nothing left So make the most of what you’ve got and what you fucking get
6.
Cumtown, USA 02:46
Like anyone would ever ask to be brought here A world that’s running on greed and fear There’s nothing here but death and misery And yet you still insist on fucking you And in that you’ve insisted on inserting yourself inside us, too A vulgar display of perfect inhumanity This is the difference between you and me I’ve got nothing left to prove but You seem to think that causing more Loneliness might be be the fix we all need The thing you lack most is empathy The last thing this world needs is more of you, more of you, more of you The last thing this world needs is more of you, more of you, more of you Can’t you see that it’s enough? Can’t you see that it’s more than, more than enough? You’re fucking unrecognizable You’re like a walking scar You’ll still die alone You’ll still die alone You’ll still die alone You’ll still die alone You’ll still die alone You’ll still die alone
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released April 15, 2022

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