(Memory Imprints) Never End

Artysta: Fear Factory Album: Digimortal

After the smoke clears
And the flames subside
(We have been forsaken...)

A thousand eyes were upon me
Soulless

Acres Of Skin

Artysta: Fear Factory Album: Digimortal

Walk through the ashes of man
Skin like fields on fire
Pain is only a weakness
Death is just an escape

We are connected like tissue
Feed on the shame you've raised
Why continue the harvest?
We are already dead

No one can reap these scars we've sown

There is no morning sun
No falling rain
For acres of skin

Wait! Can you hear the machines?
Gears that cultivate flesh
Why continue the harvest?
We are already dead

No one can reap these scars we've sown

There is no morning sun
No falling rain
For acres of skin

All I want and wish for
Is to end this suffering
All alone and unaware
All primed up for dying

Without face

Digimortal

Artysta: Fear Factory Album: Digimortal

One step!

As I witness the death of innocence
A predator feeding on its creation
Through the fallout of this hallucination
I walked into darkness

Must not surrender my God to anyone
Or this body will become carrion

One step closer
One step closer to my fate
One step closer
One step closer to the grave

As I witness my own degeneration
The future condemns me

Must not surrender my God to anyone
Or this body will become carrion

One step closer
One step closer to my fate
One step closer
One step closer to the grave

One step closer...

One step!

As I witness the death of innocence
A predator feeding on its creation
Through the fallout of this hallucination
I walked into darkness

Must not surrender my God to anyone
Or this body will become carrion

One step closer
One step closer to my fate
One step closer
One step closer to the grave

As I witness my own degeneration
The future condemns me

Must not surrender my God to anyone
Or this body will become carrion

One step closer
One step closer to my fate
One step closer
One step closer to the grave

One step closer...


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Back The Fuck Up

Artysta: Fear Factory Album: Digimortal

From the wasteland
Cold steel under my wasteband
Hazardous times
Enemy lines drawn in the middle the streets
The concrete's stained with blood
I still got to eat

When I hit the street I made the man understand
I fought with flesh and I bled like a man
I rode that edge of darkness my friend
Stood up to the enemy so life could begin

You know you got to
Back the fuck up
Back up off of me

Traces of ignorance
Offense of hatred
The faces change in the same old places
Dark nights and lost souls
Collide to cross those
The line between a death and dream

I never wanted to lead your leash
To pull around your ton of grief
I'll come back with a fist of lead
To educate your mind with a blow to your head

You know you got to
Back the fuck up
Back up off of me

Don't let the time pass waitin' for the answer
You are exposed to all of the danger!

You know you got to
Back the fuck up
Back up off of me

Don't let the time pass waitin' for the answer


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