Newropa EP
Powered by our rage, last chapter. Final page When the smoke clears and the fightings done There will be no setting sun On the edge of eternal night We're losing the final fight One Nation.. One Nation under god One Nation built on lies One Nation under god One nation slowly dies While babylon burns, the machine grinding, churns The stakes are set and the price is right Global domination is the prize New world Order, IMF Conspiracy 'til our final breath What are we really fighting for? To show the world you're all hardcore Peace by the barrel of a gun 'til the fight is all won Under rockets glare We never really cared The center can not hold Sinking under cold Are you f*cking happy? Do you even care? The dawn no more rises Beneath the smoldering skies Destroy to create Trapped in a gilded cage We can not tolerate That we have been to late
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Dance to the rhythm of a thousand boots marching Dance to the sound of the mighty wardrum Drive to the last of destinations Drive to the end of your goal Sing to the song of damnation Rave to the sound of collapse Storm to the end of all barricades Storm to end of your life Stand up, for once in your life Demand, to be heard The truth, is hard to accept But action, speaks louder than words Rebel to the sound of the system crashing down Listen as a nation fall into pieces Watch as the world nears the boiling point Scream as the buildings sink defeated The seething hordes sail in oblivion Wheels in motion for a chain reaction Final triumph of the terror generation We welcome kali in the nuclear fallout Your life now has meaning The empty truth, stares in your face What we do in life Echoes down through time
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
We are of the city, malignant, guilty Echoes feed on the sinners The pillars crumble, like the veins of an addict Is this really something we want to preserve Just one more hit thats all you need Go ahead, it will soon cease to bleed Build a chemical lung to block the hurt Find redemption in your curse Your colour is that of the broken glass You feed on the needle and consumer desperation Inside the needle you find your peace At the bottom of a pilljar you won't be a failure Tired eyes, watching the world Like an animal in the dirt This is what our empire has become Here we walk as chameleons Here hell has no meaning In the buildings we see our reflections Reflecting extinction of our race
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
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