The Mortality Model EP

by Murder Capital

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Coming from the slums of the murder filled city, capital of Manitoba, Canada are the voraciously hard-hitting Slamming Beatdown act Murder Capital. These guys absolutely decimated the scene in November with a hard-hitting sound of overall violence and intensity... Proving that Winnipeg is not to be fucked with. Leaving no one in their path left alive, Murder Capital sweep the streets with their 5 track debut "The Mortality Model". Proving once again why this city has been the murder capital of Canada for the last 5 years in a row.
Slamming Beatdown from Winnipeg, MB, Canada
FFO: Clawhammer, Mugshot, Paleface, King 810
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Ashtin Perry - Vocals
Cade Dobson - Guitar
Jorden Bergman - Guitar
Paetan Charette - Drums
Dakota Bertholet - Bass
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Murder Capital
Facebook: www.facebook.com/mcapital204
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Twitter: www.twitter.com/mcapital204
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released November 30, 2019

Mixed & Mastered by Keir Campbell at Kascade Mixing & Mastering

Artwork by Jordan Bergman & Dan Loewen

Photography by Brittany Lambert at Holdfast Photography
CD Layout by GK Designs

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Track Name: 204
This is Murder Capital 2019
Stab City bitch
Either you're with us or against us motherfucker

The streets were filled with cries
No one was left alive
Rotting in the ground
Floating upside down
The river flows red with blood and suffering. So drag the god damn lake motherfucker

204
Hailing from the frozen north
No family
No friends
Just a fucking death sentence

No one left alive.
Track Name: Apostasy
As I exit the womb all my free-thinking is placed in a tomb.
I grew up living a lie based on nursery rhymes.
I grew up wanting god to die a thousand times.

From the frozen north to the southern heat, wasted my life on a god that never did shit for me.

Your poor sense of faith may tell you you're saved but your perception of what's real is rotting in flames.

Force fed these lies brought me closer to my demise.
If he showed himself just maybe I'd believe
Clean up your mistakes you've left this world to grieve.

I admire the commitment, just wish you'd see through this facade
Like sheep to a herd
Like lambs to slaughter
No one will be saved, not even your martyrs.

Hanging from the cross
The sun sets low
I'll still be waiting
Waiting for him to choke.

For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son to die, and whoever believes in him shall perish and have eternal demise.

From the frozen north to the southern heat, wasted my life on a god that never did shit for me.
Your poor sense of faith may tell you you're saved, your perception of what's real is rotting in flames.
Track Name: Detox
A curse in disguise fills your lungs
Your body a vessel, your mind now a slave
A quick fix to satisfy your pain
I hope you find your way back to the light of day

I've seen the headlines
I've heard your mother cry
Your mind trapped in the clouds and eyes lost in the sky

Rotting in a field
This can't be real

I hope you see reason
I hope you know you could be so much more than a surplus to this crisis
You showed such promise and now you've thrown your life away
I hope you find your way back to the light of day

Detox this fucking city before it's too late

Detox

You'll spend your years marrying the needle to your veins. Lost control, spiraling downward, when will you tighten the reins?

You inhale true bliss and exhale pure misery. Picked wounds and rotted flesh, internal agony

Kill yourself, kill your family, kill everything that had any meaning to you, dependant motherfucker
Track Name: Panic
My heart beats as I fixate on death.
Chills down my spine.
Mortality rampaging through my mind
Gasping for recovery
Until my very last breath.

Needles pierce through my chest
Dehydration dries out my skin
Panic has set in
Watch me depart as I succumb to the poison.

All of my worst fears
Came out of nowhere
Impending eternal doom
All my sanity is elsewhere
I am the nightmare

Bloodshot eyes staring back at me
A reflection of absolute disconnect
Life has it's costs
And now it's time to collect

All of my worst fears
Came out of nowhere
Impending eternal doom
All my sanity is elsewhere
I am the nightmare

Welcome to my resolution
This life has left me impaired
Brought forth to execution
Forever married to my nightmares
Track Name: Fatal Patterns
Now, I see it all, formations beyond human perception.
Life, what do you know, your eyes cannot perceive the connection.
An attraction to what my eyes cannot see, fixation on patterns. An attempt to understand our eternal limits

One mans cult is another mans religion, look into the eyes of another one who's gave in
It's so simple to comply, no matter where you stand or where you lie

No matter where you stand, no matter where you lie

No escape from this, hunted, circled and enclosed by the very thoughts of your mind. It all started with something simple, all of this was doomed from the start.

One man's struggle is another man's transgression,
Welcome to the the act of another ones obsession

I've seen the end of times
I've witnessed humanity cross the line
This curse of life has nothing left to bleed

Time to close my eyes and remember what was supposed to be and what shouldn't have been. So I'll sit and wait for the reaper to come do us in.

It all started with something simple
This was doomed from the start.

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