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Track: Dance on Your Grave
Artist: Rifles At Recess
Album: To Whisper In Tongues

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Name: Rifles At Recess
Spotify Genres: metalcore, mathcore, deathcore
Followers: 2,666
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Rifles at Recess is a melodic death metal/metalcore band from chattanooga, tennessee that disbanded after a tour in the summer of 2003.Their music is characterized by heavy blast beats, frequent tremelo picking, and raw biting vocals similar to the styles of the Black Dahlia Murder and Glass Casket. Their occasional breakdowns, spoken words, and tempo changes blend hardcore into their brutal style.

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Release: Rifles At Recess - To Whisper In Tongues
Year: 2003
Genres: Rock
Styles: Metalcore

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LYRICS

Each word portrayed the shores of my lust
Where a million breaths were laid to rest.
I cursed the wind blowing backwards in mirrors,
Reflecting a face that could not
belong to me.
Sleep beautiful winter.
Her words laid upon the alter as her hands
were laid upon the grave,
We died slowly that day so that the blind could see,
So that the deaf could hear,

So that our children could speak to the dead.

Carve me a casket from the corpse of night
And the whores of its darkness.
Bless this breath
And the words it has destroyed,
Undress my shame as I molest the fame that got us here.
Shades of grace spilled across lips
That lied as she became the mother of
sorrow.
Each word portrayed the shores of my lust.
Each word portrayed the waters of desire
And I pulled every knife from my side and stained sand crimson.
Lay this cold heart at the feet of fables
Untold until my tongue teaches the parables of revenge.

I could give a fuck about forgiveness.
I could give a fuck about rememberance.

We chose this night.
Now watch me turn
And walk away
As the plot thickens.