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Blood Red Throne - Metal Survival Kit - The Light, The Hate
Metal Survival Kit
Disc 1
01. Slaughter of the Soul (live)
02. Buried Dreams
03. Scum
04. Brainstorm
05. Morbid Devourment
06. Day 69
07. When Glory Beckons
08. The Stench of Redemption
09. Fear of Napalm
10. Grim Luxuria
11. Pile Driver
12. The Druid
13. Son of the Morning
14. Trespass
15. Anti‐Homophobe
16. Powers That Be
17. Mothra
18. Cryptic Remains
19. Decree of Darkness
20. The Light, The Hate
Disc 2
01. Over the Top
02. The Trend
03. Time No More
04. Midnight Vice
05. Prototype: Death Machine
06. Quarantine
07. Venomspitter
08. Deeds of Days Long Gone
09. New Eliminators of Atlantis B.C.
10. Acid Sentence
11. The Scriptures of Purification
12. Chained Up in Chains
13. Destined to Die
14. Thrash With a Small Moustache
15. Manipulator
16. Born Stupid
17. Suis da Luna
18. Eternal Kingdom
Disc 3
01. Return of the Werewolf
02. Complete Demise
03. Ghosts of Confusion
04. Dark Memories
05. Conjuring the Apocalypse
06. Killtech
07. Death Crowns All
08. The Imminent Vision
09. Blood Sucking Fuck
10. Blind Mad God
11. Completely Dehumanized
12. Prove Me
13. Gut Rot
14. The Passage
15. Sarah
16. Prove Me Wrong
17. Seventh Church of the Apocalyptic Lawnmower
18. Loaded
19. I Won’t Miss or Be Missed
20. One Way Ticket to the Cape of Get Fucked
21. An Accident Waiting to Happen
22. 2 Golden Rules
Disc 4
01. Infected Nation
02. Sadistic Magician
03. Over the Top
04. District of Misery
05. Prototype: Death Machine
06. Day 69
07. Slaughter of the Soul (live)
08. Axiom
09. Back to Chapel Town
10. Chained Up in Chains
11. Victorious Reign
12. Trasher
13. Wrong Answer
14. A Mandatory Sacrifice
15. High Speed GTO
16. Deeds of Days Long Gone
17. The Beast
18. The Concept of Our Extinction
19. Headbanger Face Rip
20. Desecration
21. You Suffer
22. The Kill
Use the mask
I don't want to see your inside
I will not kill you
I will watch you die by your own hands
They once called it spiteful malice
Now, in anticipation of you being helpful
You only destroy
It is so
Mind chaos
The dying inside
Your scars, gone
Under your skin
Worms...
Eating...

Living in what you called your soul

Your words when you reach for the bell
God, I wish for hell
A world of dead prophets
A world of not yet spoken wisdom
This primitive machine
Eating your heart out
Reincarnation
I say pulverization
My coffin will not exist
It is eternally, it never stops
You want to hate
Take my scars
Create my pain
But your mind sleeps
Sealed by belief