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Kill The Kong - "Dead Spirit" (Live Studio Session)

Live studio performance of "Dead Spirit" from the EP Dead Spirit Pt. 1 available everywhere now! FOLLOW US: Spotify: http://hyperurl.co/ys4625 Apple Music: http://hyperurl.co/417kak Instagram:   / killthekong   Facebook:   / killthekong   Credits: Directed & edited by: David Andersson, Dennis Andersson Filmed by: David Andersson, Anton Carlsson Still photography: Isak Ohlander Recording engineer: Vladi Vargas Mixed & mastered by: Carl Gustavsson Recorded at Studio Västerås Lyrics: Ignore the masses, the fall, the writings on the wall Keep chasing demons in the dark, ignore the devil you know A call to arms, it's time to pick a side When fear will divide only hate can unite From fear we divide, in hate we unite We're broken, the damage is done Just hold your breath and wait for the flood Now forced to silence by words from a gun No turning back from the path we run We are the broken ones with the stolen tongues We are the silence in the roar We seek a force we can trust, we see your fangs in disgust We are the broken ones with the stolen tongues We are the colors drained away These are the wounds that will never dry As long as we're walking the edge of the knife In a battle of nerves nothing's ever won That's the prize to pay if you just stick to your guns Manipulation by twisting the words used for separation To build up your heard We are the broken, we are the broken, we are the broken We are broken, pushing lines in the dirt And tightening the noose til you choke on your words Remember that violence is just for the weak Sometimes silence is golden and talking is cheap Keep on pointing the blame yet the outcome's the same just abandon your final pretense And realize with every action there's a consequence It's time to stop this addiction to feed the affliction that soon will devour us all Down to the core, written all over these walls We are the broken ones with the stolen tongues We are the silence in the roar We are the broken ones with the stolen tongues We are the silence in the roar We seek a force we can trust, we see your fangs in disgust We are the broken ones with the stolen tongues We are the colors drained away These are the wounds that will never dry As long as we're walking the edge of the knife http://www.seekandstrike.com