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Fools gold, siphoned and sold, merchants of death.
Dead in spirit, now dead in flesh.
Born of violent flames, landscapes of ashes. The roots soak up the rain, burning in acid.
The wounds are cauterized, and left unbandaged. Wilting beneath a sun, withered and damaged.Tragedy reigns forever.Rejoice in masses. The tribe collapses. The mother weeps in her dying breath.
Rise from the ashes, oh foul Black Mammoth. Dead in spirit, now dead in flesh.Tread on sacred terrain, envenomed and ravaged. The peace upon the plains, seized by the savage.
Primitive practices, uproot and vanish. Modern barbarians, new rite of passage
Rejoice in masses. The tribe collapses. The mother weeps in her dying breath.
Rise from the ashes, oh foul Black Mammoth. Dead in spirit, now dead in flesh.
Tragedy reigns forever.
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Over the past year, Fit For An Autopsy has grown into a monster. With a few member changes and a new outlook on the music they want to create, FFAA will carve their name into the backs of every venue they play. New singer Nate Johnson, (former member of Deadwater Drowning, Premonitions of War, Since the Flood, and many others), bass player Seth (ex-Acacia Strain), drummer Brian (ex-Forgetting Tomorrow) along with original members Will (ex-Signed With Hate, Forgetting Tomorrow, Nothing Left To Mourn), and Pat (ex-Shattered Realm, Nothing Left To Mourn) on guitar, Fit For An Autopsy is complete. If its hard, heavy, fast paced metal you want, you've come to the right place.
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