Instruments recorded at Black Chapel recording studio in Brooklyn by Travis Bacon.
Vocals recorded in Don Campan's car with a Blue Mic Spark Digital usb mic and Garageband software.
Mixed and Mastered by Axel Otero.
2016 Demo Recording was performed by: Dimas Méndez on guitars, Josean Orta from Fit For An Autopsy on drums, Anthony Cossu from Dehumanized on bass, Don Campan from Waking the Cadaver on vocals.
Title: ” Don’t Join ’em, Beat ’em ” | 4:20
Song written by: Dimas Méndez
Lyrical content written by: Don Campan
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listen, if you can master your mind, you can master your life
mindfulness guides the path towards all our mental freedom
the cruel-hidden-hand has casted
cascades of lies for centuries
breaking ourselves free of the prison mind we’ve been caged in
developing global hatred
poisoning every living thing
in every facet of the world
too many afraid of this falsehood government
spending zillions making sure we stay experiments
they let you pick your slave jobs and you preach their freedom anthems
all you’re doing is submitting to their depraved ways of income
they will try and break you down at all costs
try and make you fit in like a round peg
the scared will say things are impossible and that all hope is lost
that your crazy to think outside the never-ending-maze in a box
get the fuck outta here with that manipulation shit
don’t dare join ‘em, beat ‘em at their own game kid
get up in their face, tell ’em all to get it straight
the hate you bear will only cause you your deserved fate
look at these fools sitting around with the faces on display
got the, “fuck you”, “i don’t care”, “whatever”, “not happening to me”
that attitude is gonna speed up your day of reckoning
don’t come crawling when the man makes ya fall on ya face
i got a big fat i told you so
you should’ve listened to me in the first place
once and for all we need total sanity
humanity must unite with a positive vision
we can move ourselves into the next collective-consciousness level
do you understand?
with love we can turn the tables
fix this fucked up humanity
we are in control of our destiny
it’s time we cut our puppet strings
take a deep breath then closed your focused eyes
it’s time to fly take charge off your life
floating in space seeing your body still
energy and knowledge consuming your soul
seeing your true-self do you like what you see?
tunneling, funneling, deep down the path you go
believing what you see experience the now
finally realizing your one true destiny
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