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Is it really a crime ?

from Death before delusion by cats don't have souls

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Dying a slow death decaying stink of discarded dreams thrown into the lake this will of course be the final celebration as we see the no birthdays left boy booze and psychedelics and obscenely loud music with one hellbent intention to piss off all the dipshit neighbors who couldn't bother to come silence is to many a splended thing to rise I greet whatever waits if the sun should feel like peeking out from behind these clouds ice melts ill will fades remind us that winter isn't leaving anytime soon better learn to adapt become friends with fear and learn to laugh at all of his sadistic jokes i could give everything i ever had would it ever be enough to fill you up ? is it a crime to say nothing ? just look the other way.

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from Death before delusion, released January 2, 2014

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cats don't have souls Albany, New York

Cats don’t have souls started off as a minimalist deathrock duo and polluted itself into a drunken and deranged sound experimental prog obsessed entity with a personality disorder. Please be considerate of others and don't play this too loud.

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