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This is Class War

by Three Nails for a False Prophet

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1.
Wage Slave 03:19
another dollar, another day. another fifty hours so I can pay. crossed questions. crooked answers. broken backs. blue collars. I'm stuck in this factory. this rut of life doesn't work for me. I've gotta make a change. things can't stay this way.
2.
Vampire 03:49
always quick to offer a hand when help was no longer needed, the growing beast of dependency unheeded. how could I refuse when you'd always been there for me? I was blinded then, but now I fucking see it. vampire, suck the life from me. stifling, it's getting hard to breathe. the toll that you exact is more than I can give. you drain away my will to live. you piled on your shit so thick that it was hard to see it was all a trick: reaching out to pat my back with your dagger firmly in your grasp. you put me on a pedestal just to knock it out from under me. I always played the fool, but now I fucking see it.
3.
Death Stroke 03:31
experimentation erases a population, a split-second decision on the fate of a nation. half discovered dead on the initial sweep. there's no turning back now; we're in too fucking deep. they release the toxins to create controlled disease and prepare for warfare with untold miseries. death stroke by its own hand, destroying its own land. they created a wasteland "and they call it peace." national security, defend the land of the free, but citizen now means enemy. they release the toxins to create controlled disease and prepare for warfare with untold miseries. "another ward of tented beds, campground of the living dead" lives wasted for a weapon. it's in our best interests.
4.
crawl down the shafts at midnight, your shift becomes crusade. inhale your death for profit, but never see the money made. they take away your dignity, rob you of your pride. your wrath is locked away, but it's boiling up inside. can you feel it? your payment is a pittance to spend on the company, your body a tool of no use if you're making no money. turned against your fellow man, conquered by divide. the bonds are breaking. your rage is boiling up inside. can you feel it? the tension builds like steam in a pot of boiling water, and the lid is ready to blow right from the fucking top. a wheel is set in motion, crushing all beneath it, and it will take a massacre to make it fucking stop.
5.
the car you drive, the house where you reside, the check, credit card, and all the things that you can buy: fine art, antiques, a summer home in Chesapeake. Donna Karan, now your wardrobe is so chic. the labor you exploit to buy your new Rolls Royce. you pay the scabs to silence union voice. silent, aloof, your plan is fool-proof. fortune 500. your stocks went through the roof. hanging. murder. tar and feather. your punishment for your opulence. stabbing. torture. drawn and quartered. your property burns as the rioters turn.

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This is Three Nails's first demo released sometime in the year 2001.

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released June 1, 2001

guitars: Jon Walraven and Chris Jett
bass: Mike Giralico
drums: Doug Walker
vocals: Mike Bigtime

engineered and mixed by Chris Owens

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Three Nails for a False Prophet was a hardcore band from Louisville, KY.

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