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Spawned Worthlessness Demo '94 [30th Anniversary Remaster]

by Decline of Sanity

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1.
Hatred Hate exists Love Love is lynched Unity Unity’s crushed Peace Peace is untouched Murder’s at a record high No good reason’s the reason why Senseless fools with inbred hate Brainwashed Raised in a hypnotic state Blind to see the truth inside Unleashed hate Genocide Ignored Unknown Systematic death Unborn The ones who’ll suffer Reborn Your eyes will open Sadness with every shot Gladness for tortured youth Killings don’t seem to stop Feelings Unsafe Unsure Driven Driven by hate Insane You’re known Irate Control Control is lost Death Death’s the cost Revenge is your motive to kill The body count is rising, still Senseless fools with inbred hate Brainwashed Raised in a hypnotic state Blind to see the truth inside Unleashed hate Genocide The dead The rotting are underground The guilty The killers are unpunished
2.
You, these freaks The ones who’ll soon be faded R.I.C.s and trends In fads you’re all updated 40s and some dank Original? I think not In all the fads and all the hype That’s where you’re all caught You deny every accusation Untrue to yourself You’re just their expectation You try to keep me down Fuck no Your existence, blind and weak Disclose You say I’m fucking strange ‘Cause you’re one of them Majority But we all know I’m right Originality infects me You’re the shit-head Punk-ass trendy My ideas are fresh Unfaded You’re unoriginal And I’m the one who’s outcast? You try to keep me down Fuck no Your existence, blind and weak Disclose Me, a preacher of originality To you it’s a sin An act of sodomy Mainstream This word, it makes me fuckin’ sick All you care is that you fit in your friend’s clique You’re blind to see your similarity It’s ‘cause you’re scared of individuality Censored and mute For them you must be blind Uncaring ears don’t want to hear You can’t speak your mind You try to keep me down Fuck no Your existence, blind and weak Disclose You say I’m fucking strange ‘Cause you’re one of them Majority But we all know I’m right Originality infects me You’re the shit-head Punk-ass trendy My ideas are fresh Unfaded You’re unoriginal And I’m the one who’s outcast? You try to put us down Fuck you My existence, original Infused You try to put us down Fuck you My existence, original Infused You, these freaks The ones who’ll soon be faded R.I.C.s and trends In fads you’re all updated 40s and some dank Original? I think not In all the fads and all the hype That’s where you’re all caught You deny every accusation Untrue to yourself You’re just their expectation Unreal In a dream Can’t be who you be Lifestyle becomes a retribution Blasphemy You try to keep me down Fuck no Your existence, blind and weak Disclose Fear of disclosure
3.
Contract Devotion to these keepers of my thought Unbroken is the hate, the Dark Ones have brought The pleas of the mortals are common with the feared Their cries replaced with brains and blood, smeared Flesh-crawling Non-stopping is my now-normal feasts of human cavities, entrails, and bowels The cadavers now my scrapbook proof of twisted tales Remains cast away by me Left not to be found by all Driven by my ever-growing hunger And the torment persists Obey I respond to the mutant’s wishes Commanded I feed off the blood The blood of the rejected This feast of flesh obtained through slaughter This infected existence burns My supper is your daughter Rage Insanity contoured Heresy Religion impure Hopes crushed dead Dreams Corroded thoughts Silence heard so loud I’m possessed Bow to the ones The givers of my assumed immortality I’m re-dying again for the first time Once more entombed Repossessed by these demons The demons of rage and torment Their sickly commands I hear them calling out to me Forever trust in the ones The breeders of my evil seed Cannibalism The result of my deeds My existence The freak outcome of spiritual contract Spirit held in a void No life to reenact Caught in the absence of life But yet, I’m not dead I have a desire for flesh and to peel the skin from my head Results of the rot My skin, it does shed My mind and heart cries My eyes, they have bled And the torment persists Chained I remember of when I was an entity The flesh I’ve consumed now a deteriorate of my cavity Realized that my immortality has never been Lies The want of my sins erased To the one The unseeing God Now I die After murdering my sons Blade to my throat To be with my loved ones Released from these chains Free to live my death Choking on blood No chance for another breath Death is now my reality Unjustified doings My imploding sympathy dies along with my soul Outcome of self-induced murder Now my ghost can feed off of my mortal, lifeless encasement And now, so can the demons that damned me to eternal torment And their feast shall be great For the flesh I’ve consumed has absorbed into my own And the torment persists Chained I remember of when I was an entity The flesh I’ve consumed now a deteriorate of my cavity Realized that my immortality has never been Lies The want of my sins erased To the ones with unseeing eyes
4.
Bow to None 03:46
Unsympathetic No care Not one No envy No love These words describe the feelings of I Originality is the way of my thought You new breed of trendy alternatives So changing are your views The way of your walk So un-different from the rest You’re tolerable at best Risen and driven Above and beyond Distinct from the others Unlike all but one We say bow to none The majority, undying I could care less for it all Don’t sell out for your peers Stand out and below the mainstream Like not that of others Motherfuckers in it all for the green Originality unknown to most I know Unseen No respect obtained from me Risen and driven Above and beyond Distinct from the others Unlike all but one They say bow down Untouched by the rest Above Not thought of less Re-said Bow to none Risen and driven Above and beyond Distinct from the others Unlike all but one They say bow down Untouched by the rest Above Not thought of, less Re-said Bow to none
5.
Outro 00:20
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released September 1, 2024

DoS:
Brian Ortiz Jr. - Vocals, Drums
Tino Romero - Bass, Acoustic Guitar on ...And the Torment Persists
Rodney Wess - Guitars

Recorded to half-inch tape 8/31 - 9/1/1994 at Uptown Sounds - Denver, CO
Engineered by Some Guy
Produced, mixed, and mastered by DoS and Some Guy
Digital tracks transferred from original master DAT by AudioMover - Arvada, CO
Edited 6/2023 and Remastered 2/2024 by Brian Ortiz Jr.
All songs written by DoS
All lyrics by Brian Ortiz Jr.
Logos and cover art by Brian Ortiz Jr.

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Decline of Sanity Aurora, Colorado

Pre-Apathy (Colorado) metal band. 1993-1994
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