LYRICS:
No Gods No Masters
[April 15th, 2023]​
Vocals & Art: Ryan Flint
Guitar & Production: Jodajen
Bass: Danny Vigilante
Drums: Brian Gillette
Guest Vocals:
Carpe Noctem by Raven Rissy of Hem Netjer
El Doble by Hollow Kid of Hueco
1) Carpe Noctem
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EVENING REDNESS IN THE WEST
SILENT SIREN SONG TO REST
TONIGHT THERE'LL BE NO SLEEPING
CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT SING
EVERY NIGHT AND EVERY MORN
SOME TO ENDLESS NIGHT ARE BORN
THOSE THAT'RE BORN TO THE LIGHT
COME NIGHTFALL
FLEE AND HIDE
SING CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT
TURN AWAY SHUN THE LIGHT
SING CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT
TURN AWAY SHUN THE LIGHT
SING CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT
TURN AWAY FROM LIGHT
CARPE NOCTEM
SIEZE THE NIGHT
IN THE DARKNESS WE’RE FOUND
DRUMMING HEARTS POUND
TO THE BLACK WE’RE BOUND
IN THE SHADOWS WE’RE DROWNED
OUR TIME COMETH SOON
CRY HASANNAHS TO THE MOON
HAIL THE BLOOD MERIDIAN
IT’S OUR TIME ONCE AGAIN
EVERY NIGHT AND EVERY MORN
SOME TO ENDLESS NIGHT ARE BORN
CHILDREN BORN TO THE LIGHT
COME NIGHTFALL
FLEE AND HIDE
SING CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT
TURN AWAY SHUN THE LIGHT
SING CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT
TURN AWAY SHUN THE LIGHT
SING CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT
TURN AWAY FROM LIGHT
CARPE NOCTEM
SIEZE THE NIGHT
SING CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT
TURN AWAY SHUN THE LIGHT
SING CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT
TURN AWAY SHUN THE LIGHT
SING CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT
TURN AWAY FROM LIGHT
CARPE NOCTEM
SIEZE THE NIGHT
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Lyrics & Voice by Ryan Flint
Guest Vocals by Raven Rissy of Hem Netjer
Music by WitchHands
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2) Cain's Harvest
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LAY ALL OUR HOPES TO BELOW
WHERE OUR SEEDS ARE SOWN
UNDER TOMORROW’S LOOMING HANDS
MUD OR DUST FATES HARROWED LANDS
HERE BUT FOR BREIFEST OF BLOOMS
FROM WARMTH OF MOTHER’S WOMB
KNOW THAT IT ALL ENDS IN EARTHEN TOMB
FOR ALL FLOWERS WITHER ALL TOO SOON
SEASON BY SEASON AND SLAVE TO THE SOIL
SWEAT OF BROW AND LIFE SPENT IN TOIL
BE ITS THRALL OR LEAVE IT TO FALLOW
ALL TREAD LANDS AS BRIEF SHADOWS
HERE BUT FOR THE BREIFEST OF BLOOMS
FROM WARMTH OF MOTHER’S WOMB
KNOW THAT IT ALL ENDS IN EARTHEN TOMB
FOR ALL FLOWERS WITHER ALL TOO SOON
ALL ELSE BECOMES LOST ONCE AGAIN
IN THE PURSUIT OF PERFECTION
SALT OF TEARS FLOW ONCE AGAIN
FOR BARREN GARDENS TO REND
ALL ELSE BECOMES LOST ONCE AGAIN
IN THE PURSUIT OF PERFECTION
SALT OF TEARS FLOW ONCE AGAIN
FOR BARREN GARDENS TO REND
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Lyrics & Voice by Ryan Flint
Music by WitchHands
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3) Dead Ringer
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EMPTY EYES GONE HOLLOW
RECKONING TO FOLLOW
NOW WITH FINGER HE BECKONS
TICKING AWAY THE FINAL SECONDS
DEAD RINGER OF A DEAD MAN
DEAD RINGER OF A DEAD FRIEND
HE WON’T SLEEP
HE CAN’T WEEP
HE KNOWS SECRETS
DEAD MEN KEEP
DEAD RINGER
HE CRIES PLEASE
ON HIS KNEES
PRAYERS WITHOUT BELIEF
UNHEARD CRIES FOR RELEASE
DEAD RINGER OF A DEAD MAN
DEAD RINGER OF A DEAD FRIEND
HE WON’T SLEEP
HE CAN’T WEEP
HE KNOWS SECRETS
DEAD MEN KEEP
DEAD RINGER
DEAD RINGER OF A DEAD MAN
DEAD RINGER OF A DEAD FRIEND
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Lyrics & Voice by Ryan Flint
Music by WitchHands
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4) No Gods
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GOD AWFUL SHAPE
HERALD OF HATE
CLOAKING HORIZONS
WITH SMOKE AND IRE
CHOKING LIGHT
LOVE OF LIFE
FOR BRIEF LIVES
THEY MAKE US FIGHT
YOU’D BETTER RUN OR YOU’LL DIE YOUNG
THE HUNT IS ON THE OLD WORLD IS GONE
GET TO THE HIGH GROUND OR YOU’LL DROWN
TIDES THAT RISE RACE TO THE PYRES
NO GOD OR DEMON
CAN SAVE US FROM
MAN’S DAMN RELIGION
YOUTH GROW TO HIDE
FIRE INSIDE
LEARNING TO LIE
FORGING DESIRES
STOKING THE FALSE LIGHT
OF MYTHIC DELIGHTS
TO LAUGH IN
THE FACE OF DEMISE
YOU’D BETTER RUN OR YOU’LL DIE YOUNG
THE HUNT IS ON THE OLD WORLD IS GONE
GET TO THE HIGH GROUND OR YOU’LL DROWN
TIDES THAT RISE RACE TO THE PYRES
PATTERNS IN CHAOS DRAWN
GOSPELS LAY WASTE TO US
NOTHING IS NEW UNDER DAWN
AWAKE ARISE
OR BE FALLEN
YOU’D BETTER RUN OR YOU’LL DIE YOUNG
THE HUNT IS ON THE OLD WORLD IS GONE
GET TO THE HIGH GROUND OR YOU’LL DROWN
TIDES THAT RISE RACE TO THE PYRES
YOU’D BETTER RUN
OR YOU’LL DIE YOUNG
THE HUNT IS ON
THE OLD WORLD IS GONE
GET TO THE HIGH GROUND
OR YOU’LL DROWN
TIDES THAT
RISE RACE THE FIRES
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Lyrics & Voice by Ryan Flint
Music by WitchHands
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5) Buy Yourself
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NOW IS THE TIME TO SELL YOUR LIFE
MILK YOUR PASSION FOR SOME DIMES
PAY THE FINE SENTENCED TO A LIFETIME
NO RELIEF NO REPRIEVE
JUST BUY BUY BUY WHAT YOU DON’T NEED
BUY A BETTER YOU
YOU SLAVE TO MARKETS AND REGRETS
BUY A BETTER YOU
UNTIL YOU’VE RUN ALL OUT OF BREATH
BUY A BETTER YOU
NOSTALGIA SELLS YOUR IDOLS BACK TO YOU
BUY A BETTER YOU
A BETTER LIFE MEANS DEEPER DEBTS
RENT YOUR FLESH SELL YOUR BLOOD
JUST TO END IN SCRIP AND DEBT
FAR TOO MUCH TO EVER GET
NO REWARDS TO FOLLOW FOOLS
SILVER TONGUES PEN GOLDEN RULES
PAY YOUR LORDS TO SHELTER IN FEAR
PAY WITH BLOOD SWEAT AND TEARS
BUY A BETTER YOU
A SLAVE TO MARKETS AND REGRETS
BUY A BETTER YOU
UNTIL YOU’VE RUN ALL OUT OF BREATH
BUY A BETTER YOU
NOSTALGIA SELLS YOUR IDOLS BACK TO
YOU BUY A BETTER YOU
A BETTER LIFE MEANS DEEPER DEBTS
IT’S TOO LATE
SO THEY SAY
TO EVER BE THAT WAY
UNLESS YOU CAN PAY
WORK YOUR WHOLE
LIFE AWAY
LOOKING FORWARD
TO SOME DAY
PATHS THAT CEASE
TO BRANCH AWAY
STRAIGHT TOWARD
A COLD GRAVE
EVERY CHANCE
SLIPS AWAY
EVERY MOMENT
SOLD
A
WAY
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Lyrics & Voice by Ryan Flint
Music by WitchHands
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6) Black September
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WARS SOLD TO MAKE THE WEAPONS
OF THE LAW AND ORDER PRESIDENT
DUPE THE RUBES WITH THE FREEDOM RUSE
SELL IT ON THE FREE MARKET
FOOLS THAT REASON
ARE TOOLS OF TREASON
NOW IT IS HUNTING SEASON
YOU ARE JUST TO DO AND DIE
SO TO PROFIT ME AND MINE
DO YOU REMEMBER
THAT BLACK SEPTEMBER
OF INFAMY AND OF SHAME
HOW THE WORLD WAS BORN AGAIN
EMBERS FAN INTO FLAMES
BRAVE NEW WORLD BORN
INSANE
HE ISSUES COMMANDS
TO FREE THE LANDS
TO CORNER THE MARKET
ON MISSILES AND COFFINS
DO IT FOR THE PROFITS
AS WE FORSAW IT
SOME SERVE ALLAH
SOME SERVE THE DOLLAR
EVERY PROFIT
BUYS NEW MARTYRS
WIDOWS WEEP
AS THE OIL LEAKS
DISSENT SLEEPS
CRUSHED BENEATH
DO YOU REMEMBER
THAT BLACK SEPTEMBER
OF INFAMY AND OF SHAME
HOW THE WORLD WAS BORN AGAIN
EMBERS FAN INTO FLAMES
BRAVE NEW WORLD BORN
INSANE
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FOOLS THAT REASON
ARE TOOLS OF TREASON
NOW IT IS HUNTING SEASON
FOOLS THAT REASON
ARE TOOLS OF TREASON
NOW IT IS HUNTING SEASON
YOU ARE JUST TO DO AND DIE
SO TO PROFIT ME AND MINE
YOU ARE JUST TO DO AND DIE
SO TO PROFIT ME AND MINE
DO YOU REMEMBER
THAT BLACK SEPTEMBER
THEY STOPPED THE SCHOOLS
FOR BOMBING CAMPAIGNS
MISSILES RAIN SKIES AFLAME
UNDER SHADOWS OF
THE ROBOT PLANES
SILENCE REIGNS ON
CRATERED PLAINS
WATCHED BY SKELETONS
FOOLS THAT REASON
ARE TOOLS OF TREASON
NOW IT IS HUNTING SEASON
YOU ARE JUST TO DO AND DIE
SO TO PROFIT ME AND MINE
EMBERS FAN INTO FLAMES
A BRAVE NEW WORLD
BORN
INSANE
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Lyrics & Voice by Ryan Flint
Music by WitchHands
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7) No Masters
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SISTERS BROTHERS
THOSE IN CHAINS
CAN'T STAY ABEL
THEY MAKE US CAINS
NO BLUE BLOOD
FROM OPEN VEINS
THEY STAIN RED
ALL THE SAME
DIVINE RIGHT TO EVERYTHING
GRAND LIES
FOOL'S DREAMS
TIME TO WAKE UP ONCE AGAIN
THIS IS THE END
FROM SHINING ARKS
THEY'D WATCH US DROWN
HUBRIS AND GREED
BURN EDEN DOWN
DOCK THE KING'S EARS
SINK HIS CROWN
GAUDY COLLAR
OF A HOUND
DIVINE RIGHT TO EVERYTHING
GRAND LIES
FOOL'S DREAMS
TIME TO WAKE UP ONCE AGAIN
THIS IS THE END
NO SURRENDER
TO THESE BASTARDS
NO MORE GODS
NO MORE MASTERS
NO GODS
NO MASTERS
NO
GODS
NO
MASTERS
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Lyrics & Voice by Ryan Flint
Music by WitchHands
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8) El Doble
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Ojos vacíos, volverse hueco
El juicio ya está llegando
Con dedos oscuros señala
Contándo los segundos finales
El doble de
Un Hombre Muerto
El doble de
Un Amigo Muerto
Él no dormira
Él no llorara
Él sabe de los secretos
Que los muertos esconde
Que esconden bien
Llora y suplica
De rodillas
Oraciones sin fe
Mil plegarias sin respuesta
El doble de
Un Hombre Muerto
El doble de
Un Amigo Muerto
Él no dormira
Él no llorara
Él sabe de los secretos
Que los muertos esconde
Que esconden bien
El doble de
Un Hombre Muerto
El doble de
Un Amigo Muerto
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Lyric Translation and Voice by Hollow Kid of Hueco
Music by WitchHands
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