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The Age of Suffering Vol. 1

by HOSTAGES

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1.
XX.XXI.XXII 00:53
I’m pissing it all away I’m not fit for this rat race I can’t pull my half I can’t hold my tongue I can’t fit in It’s been all downhill Maybe now I can win When I don’t recall When I don’t think about it It’s all a great life when you don’t remember it It’s all a great life when you don’t think about it
2.
Head in the clouds Turning the channel Don’t wanna know, don’t wanna know Feed them bliss on a golden platter Spoon fed fucking delusions Fucking delusion The struggle carries on Let freedom scream from both barrels Pack it into your shoulder and aim for the center mass We are the proletariat We need to get our power back Fuck the bourgeoisie Panic Grip your head in terror When the silence comes You'll know when the silence comes Bitch Claw your eyes out deceiver When the silence comes You'll know when the silence comes
3.
Every day it’s a new nightmare Another piece of shit causes a step back for humanity When will it stop? Freedom is an illusion and we just got shown the trick Fuck Men don’t get to decide Men don’t get a fucking say The money in their back pocket starting to show How much did it cost for Roe? Yo, Y’all think we don’t see the set up? You motherfucker You think you can strip women of their fucking rights? You scumbag pieces of shit You think SCOTUS is bulletproof? Nine of you pig fucks setting back history That’s just one third of the clip And I’m a good fucking shot Do you have any idea what you did? What will you do when the bullet rips through your gut? Cry to god? Like he didn’t see it coming Shotgun blasts crack like the sound of thunder Skulls to pieces united in blood United in bloodshed
4.
Pay for what you know So I guess I don’t know fucking shit There are heads full of holes Trying to shine a light on this fucking mess We’re being fed crumbs While being told how to spend The propaganda worked 60 hours just to fucking live The calloused hearts and egos For seeing who’s not equal Because you won’t work yourself to death Get fucked “We have nothing to lose but our chains” As we dive face first into this stormy sea There's no hope around These fucking sharks surround me So much blood in the water Gnashing teeth will feed And God laughs in my face because safety ain't cheap We can't afford to call this nightmare home Unwilling players in the American shit show Theirs nothing left you mother fuckers They've taken it all These rats keep getting so fucking fat And I'm sick of it Lets fucking kill em Make ‘em face the hammer Pulverize their fucking brain Light the brazen bull Melt the flesh that is used to shame Lose the fucking chains Unity is clarity, Equality is Prosperity Unity is clarity, Equality is Prosperity Unity is clarity, Equality is Prosperity
5.
Hell To Pay 02:42
I am the dirt under their nails The forgotten and broken You haven’t felt the water enter your lungs It must be fucking nice It must be fucking nice No burdens Just sore eyes Nothing a check won’t fix Out of sight, out of mind If I was built like that I’d rather go blind Inflate it more and more Your ends meet doesn’t exist Eyes on money Eyes on money Make me happy Make me happy Nothing’s forever So let me be happy Soulless eyes Watching the numbers climb You are not just a number Or data to be sold They’ll get it through their head Or slice their throat You are not just a number Or data to be sold They’ll get it through their head Or slice their throat Welcome to hell Stabbing up, stabbing up Welcome to hell No one can stop My bloodlust
6.
I am the one That feeds off the fear of the one percent To see the panic in starting the car or opening the mail Oh god it trickles up my spine It's fucking eye for an eye Oh god it trickles up my spine It's fucking life for fucking life Take excuses to the grave yard Take equity straight to hell You think we give a fuck about your margins There's plastic in our fucking cells You cunt You set this world on fire And stuck us with the fucking bill You want to call this livable From a ivory tower Hell is made for class traitors Die capitalist pig Brick by brick City to city Town to town The nitty gritty Politicians lie and steal Fuck the government Corporate deals We the people Must fight We the people Take your life Kill switch engage That's right mother fucker It's Danny Diablo Representing the black and blue nation Chi town let's get busy Hostages in your mother fucking face Run mother run Shouldn't have thought of only one Skyscrapers keep getting higher Get to the top so we can start the fire
7.
May the urge come swift in the night I’m dragging my feet, too afraid of the after Leave me on the asphalt My time On this earth has left me void of thought My actions will speak a thousand fucking words Chains break Leaving the will of man to act Motivation Will bring the worst out of anyone Keep us down and feel the just of your actions Survival is a human right Hollow points and IEDs are made to set us free Watch their skin melt from the bone Don’t let ‘em survive Don’t let ‘em free Don’t let ‘em survive Don’t let ‘em free Capitalism has fucked us all Make them suffer with no remorse Fear for if we don’t change We all will die and they won’t pay Carry more then you think you’ll need Make them die for you and me Haunted by this memory We won’t take this lying down Keep fucking around and find out Bite the hand that doesn’t feed Blood for blood You fucking disease

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released March 22, 2024

Hostages on this recording:

Brandon - Bass
Brent - Guitar
Eric - Drums
Tyler - Vocals

Kegan Buhl - guest vocals on track 2
Clint Johnson - guest vocals on track 4
Danny Diablo - guest vocals on track 6

Recorded at Studio Agnostic by Eric Lichtenberg
Released and distributed by Don't Panic Records & Distro

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HOSTAGES Chicago, Illinois

Formed in the city of broad shoulders. This four piece brings back the nostalgia of the early - mid 2000's Chicago hardcore sound.

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