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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Dying Fetus

When The Trend Ends

 

When The Trend Ends

(album: Make Them Beg For Death - 2023)


March of the fakes, another fucker with a bullshit trend to feed
Lies and hype, we don't need another parasite choking the scene

All pretenders to the throne
Pawns and jesters to dispose
Devoid of all integrity
Minions of this mass mediocrity

When will the trend fucking end?
Give these maggots nothing but torment...

Stomp their lifeless faces to the curb
Crush their heads and make them beg for more
As their trending feeds erupt with death
Reality comes crashing with a fist

Imposters, posing puppets, human waste to rot away
Swarming and conforming, their phones never leave their face

Drag them to the altar of punishment
Spill their guts and left to abandonment
Not one left to push their hypocrisy
Rat by rat, erase them from memory
Lifeless manics lost in the fantasy
Slit their throats, it's selfie anatomy
One and all, they lie and pervericate
Fashion fuckers, born to impersonate

Line them up and cut them down
Drive them from our sacred ground
Clear these roaches from the floor
From the pit right out the door

When will the trend fucking end?
Let's drive the herd right off the cliff
When will the trend fucking end?
We'll smash them all and make them beg for death

done

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