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A fiery mob of professional victims
using
abusing
the demonized peasants
it's so comfortable up on the soap box
faith in the mentally ill
the infantilized lead the way
insanity as a strength
pissing on the scales
you're a health hazard
but maybe safety is overrated

nonsense words overused
twisting the knife
alphabetically organized seance
conjure demons drunks and crazies
from this rusted social purgatory
rattling black mass meteor dance
raining down on the karma drunken dying sphere
laughing as we disappear
embrace this legacy of depravity

get off your asses and tear the roof off this condemned church
we came to party

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from Twenty four days of scaring the neighbors with devil music, released February 5, 2018
j.Sebastiano- Guitar, bass, drums, yelling and screaming, lyrics, production, mixing, mastering

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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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