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World Full of Sin

by Mask of Sanity

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1.
Sterilize 08:07
Humans always hunting Answers to questions That are far beyond them This pursuit of knowledge Does nothing but damage Our only place in space *Exhaust resources Poison the forests Look with your own eyes Our planet's demise Demise... Demise Your lies end lives Penetrate the stratum Build bombs that split atoms Instigate immense hate Blame not airmen nor riflemen But the abuse of technology * **Taint the atmosphere Create state of fear Black smoke and fire Onset by liars I don't mind if we sterilize the entire human race Why would I want to bring life Into this godforsaken place? Press the red button And let Democracy do the work of God Religion and Science Constantly divides us There is no harmony * ** By lies... by lies... your lies end lives
2.
What are you waiting for? Some fucking sign? Why won't you make a move? So stuck inside your mind Hours burn into weeks Check your progress What the hell do you see? Complete garbage *Running for your life Running into strife Running out of time Absolutely no excuses Yet abandoned you are of your muses Cracking under all of this pressure All your wasted time catches up with you * *
3.
Now that the work day is through Time to see if my buddy came through Whipping out a sack of fatties Rally up the clan - Let's party! Keggers to the left Blunts being passed at right Everybody here's having a good time Meanwhile the neighbor across the street Is being nosy and ain't too pleased *No fun is allowed Drugs are the Devil's way Drugs are bad, m'kay? Blazin' it to Chains, tellin' stories 'bout my day Some call it bitchin', I just like to complain Yet I can't help but get this feeling My Spider-Senses are tingling But I muddy them with a fucking ton Of Mississippi Mud and lots of bud Meanwhile the neighbor across the street Reaches for the phone and calls the fucking cops * Hide the weed Hide the bong I'm not about to be caught by cops Every sheriff from Morgan's at our door Hid the weed Hide the bong I'm not about to be fucked by cops Misdemeanor turns into a felony
4.
Child of Man 05:50
Send your sons to fight your war Knowing not what holds in store Your country needs you more To ensure we rule the world Storm the shore Defenses torn Machine-gun coup d'état Demonize the enemy Abandon humanity *War is the child of man Nurtured by tyrannical hands Pawns we are for the establishment Of a new world order Now that the war is won Where o' where is your son? Letter then came through the mail And explained in great detail From heavens fell A mortar shell In second's breadth- Instant Death Your unreal cries Your unreal pain That's the price - Freedom's bane *
5.
So you think she's the one 'Cuz she can't keep her eyes off you? You keep her as an interest She keeps you as her secret *The attention that you give she thrives off it But the attention she gives back ain't exclusive Why bother being with another Who could very well be banging your brother **Plays with your heart Rips it apart Lips cold as steel Advice: Steer clear Use and abuse your kindness Smokes all your weed and never fucking smokes ya back Says she misses you and wants your love Then turns around and says that to another one * **
6.
Alive? 05:25
Watch as the sun begins to descend Time to lay your head to rest Yet your thoughts begin to race Reminding of your disgrace I am alive, but why do I not feel alive? This hate I hold overwhelms And it burns like Hell Once again you are denied of your most desire And you know your frustrations stem from constant failure I am alive, but why do I not feel alive? This hate I hold overwhelms and its aimed at myself In life, you reap what you sow You sow what you know And all you seem to know Is Sorrow NO! QUIT YOUR BITCHING YOU'VE ALWAYS BEEN QUICK TO GIVE IN THIS AIN'T LIVING
7.
M.C.I.S. 05:21
My city is shitty there is no excuse Copious amounts of neglect, trash, and drug abuse Panhandlers out to play upon your guilt But how certain can you be of their cardboard, anecdotal lies *We're the meth capital of the world Panhandlers and pot-holes a galore Highways and strip-malls: What a bore You know the ol' sayin' "You can't polish a turd," But that don't stop the city from Gentrifying lower-socioeconomic neighborhoods It used to make me laugh, but now I get mad when I have to see A world absurd in which the rich keep getting richer And the poor keep growing poor * If it weren't for the friends I've made in this shitty city I'd put a bullet in my brain Why anyone would wanna live in this shitty city God only fucking knows Ain't no shame in sayin' my city's shitty The golden shackles tend to be your employment or your family But don't you dare get stuck in this fucking state When all's you's gots to do is drive yourself to a much better place *
8.
Oblivion 05:16
My precious city has burned down Stepping on the ashes that cover the ground *Molotovs and fire-bombs exploding everywhere This could all have been prevented had you listened **Coming its way: Oblivion Coming its way is madness Coming its way: Oblivion You cannot escape the end Highways and infrastructure crumbles apart Much like my faith in people shatters my heart * ** **

about

"Welcome to a World Full of Sin
Where fears become your bliss"

This is our debut album featuring songs we've fine-tuned for the three years we have been a band. During this time, recording sessions have taken place in three different locations, our band members roomed and moved with each other at least twice, and we've had the pleasure of reaching out and establishing wonderful friendships with people who helped put RIFF TERRITORY on the map. This album is for those friends. This album is for ourselves. This album is catharsis through expression. ARS GRATIA ARTIS

It's been a long time in the making, but slow-roasting has yielded the tastiest results. All of our painstaking patience and dedication has culminated into what we hope you enjoy as much as we did making it.

Enjoy "WORLD FULL OF SIN"

credits

released September 13, 2019

MoS is (in chronological order):
Freddie Rodriguez - Guitar/Mouth
Brandon Davis - Bass
Reff Jeagan - Guitar
Max Barber - Drums

Additional Voice Talent: Mickey (Miggles, Miggle-Fresh, Migglyn, The Mick, Michael) Marsh

Recorded and Produced by Max Barber at
Singular Path Audio and Music Productions
( www.facebook.com/singularpath/ )

Cover Art: Tyler Reitan
( www.instagram.com/tylerreitan/ )

Music and Lyrics by Mask of Sanity

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Mask of Sanity Indianapolis, Indiana

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