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C​.​O​.​T​.​C.

by Ballista

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1.
Stonethrower I’ll cut your throat with the glass from your house Stone thrower We won’t see peace until you are cast out Brick to teeth Face to concrete Are you looking at me or the blood that I bleed? No peace in the streets when people like me lie dead at your feet Your mindset is nothing but fashion Pull the thread and it all falls apart You walk away with blood red hands They’re branded criminal from the start My pride born from struggle Your pride is hatred disguised Complacent with your privilege You refuse to bear witness We are all born into sin No purity from the skin you inhabit Systematic suffering Ignorance smothering Stonethrower I’m not your faggot, your tranny, or nigger Stonethrower I won’t play the victim cause your fingers on the trigger We’ll see which of us is scared When it’s you lined up on the wall you fucking pig You have never been a friend to me I will always be your enemy
2.
All you are is a sheep in wolves clothing Run as hard as you can I got my blood behind me You’ll never wipe away the sweat Or the blood in my head No patience and no respect Your pride is your weakness You’re nothing but bark without the bite Out of mind when you’re out of my sight, bitch You’ve got a debt and I’ve come to collect You better show me respect or else I’m coming for your neck All you are is a sheep in wolves clothing Run as hard as you can I got my blood behind me To settle the score I was made for war I was born for the hunt You were born to be my prey you piece of shit It’s a dog eat dog world But you show too much teeth I’ll swallow you whole You’ll never bite me
3.
Are you painfully aware of the silence that falls around you And the shadows that creep up your walls Are you terrified that ghosts from the past have found you Can you hear them whisper in the dark Hackles raised, frozen in place, a chill shoots down your spine Gossamer covering your face, the worm of dread crawling in your mind Loss of feeling, body heavy, you’ve stepped into the realm of fear I was born covered in crimson, I’ll go out the same The clock strikes the hour of violence Black blood boils in my veins I dream in red and blue My body lacerated and bruised All the pain I have felt I’ll inflict on you Dull my senses Numb my fingers Distorted lenses Torture lingers Forgive not an enemy, waste not time I’ll show no mercy, won’t expose my back to your knife Fear, abandonment by the likes of you Mental mutilation for a clearer view The law of the jungle says kill or be killed So step up to my face Face my rage motherfucker Sacrifice my soul, ash to ash, dust to dust Shed my human skin just to quench my bloodlust
4.
What will I have if my darkness leaves? Will I be saved or will simply be empty? When nothing turns out right and everybody left I’ll bide my time with greying eyes on the precipice of a jagged edge I look the void dead in the face The abyss exists within me Grasping at threads the mirror breaks There is no light down here, drowning in vain If you just sit there and watch me die you better look me in the god damn eyes you bastard I look the void dead in the face The abyss exists within me Grasping at threads the mirror breaks There is no light down here, drowning in vain Why would I try to forgive? When I can’t even start to forget Crosses I bear that hold me in shame There is no light down here, drowning in vain
5.
COTC 03:41
Nothing means nothing and your words are just words Your actions speak louder that’s a lesson never learned After everything I’ve done I have nothing left to say youre not stepping on my toes you’re in my fucking way Leave the past in the past, trim the fat Eyes focused on tomorrow, following the sun west Stricken down in my path Pulled down, pushed back Cut free from the noose Nothing to lose No pain to feed Nothing to bleed (Chorus) Cut free from the noose Nothing to lose No pain to feed I’ve got nothing left to bleed I wear a mask of scar tissue, everyday it eats into my face Overcome my pain, severing my chains On balance, off balance I won’t lose my malice Ask not the sparrow how the eagle soars COTC TIL I D I E I have atoned Suffered my fate, encased in stone COTC TIL I D I E

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Two cassette variants released 23 May 2020
- "Cream of the Crop" cream w black stamp & reversible artwork limited to 60
- "Ballista Exclusive" foil blue w blue stamp & reversible artwork limited to 20

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released May 23, 2020

Album Art by River Elliott
Skeleton Design by @dieofsuffering666
Both J-Card Designs by River Elliott

Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Jojo Centineo
Side B of the COTC cassette feature's Ballista's Singles and Demos

Entirely Written by Ballista:
River Elliott
Jonathan Bary
Aaron Locklear
Robert Dominguez
Reser Walker

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