Judas Kiss / God Complex

by War Master

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Recorded + Mixed by Misha Herring @ Holy Mountain Studios
Mastered by Brad Boatright @ Audiosiege

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released May 25, 2017

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Track Name: Judas Kiss
Years of betrayal, we called you our brother.
The truths come out, now it's your turn to suffer.
Prayed on the weak, controlling with fear.
Lied through your teeth to your friends, your family.
Wasted my time calling you a friend, confided in you again and again.
You fucking fake, lied to my face, your fate is sealed, misery awaits.
A shallow grave is all you deserve, your punishment will be served.
There's no coming back from this, you don't deserve any pity you fucking bitch.
I'll see you soon.
Face down in a ditch.
Track Name: God Complex
Quit playing god motherfucker.
You ain't special and you're nothing to me.
High up on that pedestal, you ain't what you say and you ain't what you think.
You run your mouth like a hard man, well listen up pussy and you'll see.
You've got a god complex, that everyone sees.
Back your shit up, step the fuck back, or you'll get what's coming to you. You're the runt of the litter and there's nothing you can do.
Weak minded selfish little bitch.
Standing toe to toe I'll end this with my fists.
Quit playing god motherfucker.
You walk around like you own the place and your opinion means something to us.
You've got another thing coming you ignorant fuck.
You don't know how the world works, you know nothing at all.
Justice reigns, as I watch you fall.
Lied and cheat, broken and beat.
All the innocent forced to their knees.
Strung up, hung out to die.
Motherfucker you crossed the line.
Quit playing god mother fucker.
You ain't special and you're nothing to me.
High up on that pedestal, you ain't what you say and you ain't what you think.
Let's see how you cope when shit goes south.
God complex motherfucker your times run out.
Tremble in fear, with a gun in your mouth.
God complex motherfucker, your times run out.