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This Waste
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Heavy death metal song. I wrote it from pieces of riffs I had written over the years.
metal heavy death abusive
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Hard driving, persistent rhythms.
I am a stand-alone musician for the time being. I have many ideas and few outlets. I have had dreams of music and beats and rhythms my whole life. I knew that music was my calling in life from the time I could talk. I always said I wanted to be a magician because I didnt know that wasnt the same as musician. I got a tuneable plastic guitar at 7 and then a real accoustic at 8. Then my first real electric guitar at 14. I started playing bass 11 years ago. Nothing could stop the inertia that music had started in my life. I started writing my own music after years of listening to so many people wanting to sound like their favorite band on the radio. Well their favorite bands sucked and so did they. To me, radio is a toxic wasteland of the mind, driven by executives and sustained by greed and immorality. So I dont listen to radio unless it is news radio. I am currently working with several musicians on many different types of projects. At this time, I am mostly a bass player for most of my projects. My guitar has seen better days. I am looking to upgrade soon. I havent done any writing in some time, but I keep busy.
Song Info
Genre
Metal Heavy Metal
Charts
Peak #83
Peak in subgenre #25
Author
Aaron Meloccaro
Rights
2002
Uploaded
August 31, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.7 MB 128 kbps 2:53
Story behind the song
I wrote this song while I was in a depression. It was when I was lost with in all my own struggles and I didnt feel I had a way out. All I could see was the problems and not the solutions.
Lyrics
Conflicting, suspicious lies Dominating, fictitious life I want to place The truth in your face Look at me, Self-hatred, Eliminate, This waste Infected words of hate Nothing to relate Serenity, all but lost The light, I have forgot Diminished point of view Nothing learned from you Why can’t I stop the pain? Crying out in vain Look at me, Self-hatred, Eliminate, This waste Deadly, violent urge My thoughts begin to purge No hope, too late, I’m gone The urge to do some wrong Face the truth, minds dead I’m trapped inside my head My desolate, invisible friend Telling me it’s the end Look at me, Self-hatred, Eliminate, This waste Infected words of hate Nothing to relate Serenity, all but lost The light, I have forgot Face the truth, minds dead I’m trapped inside my head My desolate invisible friend Telling me it’s the end
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