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abrasivecell is screeching distorted vocals not really sing just me making noise with pounding drum machines, synths, guitars and bass to portray political stat
abrasivecell is screeching distorted vocals not really singing just pounding drum machines, synths, guitars and bass to portray political statements, and human emotions. for people like you to relate to and enjoy. I am making music for my self and all but I like people listening to it which most musician would call a bonus. Abrasivecell: the cell in which we live through hard times of depression
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abrasivecell
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May 24, 2008
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MP3 3.3 MB 128 kbps 3:33
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all poppies all in the field Row by rows the bodies sorted That once was strewn Lest we forget before we bite our tongues and forget A new generation polishing up an old bayonet At least we forget Lest we forget A new bombs dropping and The old bodies are still rotting In the trenches under all our eyes the Freedom once fought is now being jeopardized Feed the frontline Feed the frontline It will never make the headline The past lyes in the November’s skies
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