PLAGUES EP 2011

by Plagues

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All Music and Lyrics Written By PLAGUES
Sean-Guitar
Tyson-Bass
OJ-Vocals
Marc-Drums

Guest Vocals: Ryan Stack / David Witkum

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released 30 July 2011
Recorded and Mastered at Format Audio with Ryan Stack and Aaron Bernard June/July 2011

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Track Name: Racing Thoughts
Wake in a mess slowly fall apart, grab the one you love hold them fucking tight. I've buried myself in holes while I've done nothing in this LIFE except dig deeper. Pumping Hearts and racing thoughts I can't think. Three more times isn't that right? What the fuck is wrong with you? Now I think it's time to fall away and think about nothing except better days. I cant escape this. Clean the faggots filled with filth.
Track Name: Plagues
Black hope spins the world, shackled to the broken tracks. This place needs a change, blistering cold its fucking freezing. Snow falls down on our minds with no hesitation... Lets bring them down. Were Sinking (slowly)
Were Sinking (surely) Plagues of the world keep our minds at ease while suffocating is such a disease we can not think anymore passing from host to host.
Track Name: Nothing
He woke up to the pouring rain. As the clouds move in he slowly turns away. Everyone will be judged into nothing but parasites not good enough in this horrible world... NOTHING, HE WAS NOTHNG...
Track Name: No Fate
This worlds still a mess there's things I regret. I will never change so accept life. Struggle down dead end roads, struggle down these roads now. I can't believe where I am at. I've peaked at worse times not thinking of anyone. I'm giving in, I'm giving up I think I'm loosing myself I'm giving in, I'm giving up I think I've lost myself...
Track Name: Insects
I don't watch that TV news shit. It makes me sick, I could careless. Disappointments, I could careless Self-Destruction are haunting my days. I'm done with helpless hope not paving the way, I'll pack these bags and never see your face. I can't tell you what is real... Every day I wake up to Insects destroying my BRAIN. You don't see how it feels. I try and try but you don't...