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Daze
00:41
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awakened daze
dark mist and a smoldering haze
blood on my feet and oblivion from above
charred chords fill the night
what on earth has become
this prophet was false
no way out
wake of extinction
clear and present danger
of all these fears
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2. |
Ejecta
00:54
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this sun will consume
these fires consume
all this faith
all this hope
this robe
I’m at the end of my rope
sulfur consumes the
vibrant
violent
environment around me
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3. |
Cascade
01:14
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as i take in my final breath
thoughts of you
endorphines rushing
I've never known another love like you
stitched images in my brain
blue eyes
last waking thought of you will be sublime
crying and sobbing while I die like the rest
ill never know a love like you.
stitched images in my brain
blue eyes
last waking thought of you
will be sublime
my face on fire
i am a liar
face on fire
i will repent
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4. |
Aurora
04:09
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looking up at the sky
I see a graveyard of our ancestors long past
the stars are silent tonight
so many lost in time
so many forgotten
countless tombs and numberless graves
we are the ghosts of long dead suns
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6. |
Nocturne
06:59
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a nightmare that plagues me
my hands soaked in blood
my own mind betrays me
her faith comes undone
no escaping from this dream
a secret agenda becomes me
the man in white will set me free
this solution is a sedative
the dreams will leave me be
a darkness engulfs me
a much-needed abyss
dreamless slumber awaits me
the crime scene I won't miss
fuck, the abyss
now comes horror
in the morning I have dread
the place where I saw her
is now where she's fucking dead
the medication has allowed
to take over my body, and put her in the fucking ground
trial by jury
hate-filled eyes
no rest for the killer
another waste burned in time
the nightmare continues
no more sleep
no more death
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7. |
Tar
06:23
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i am sick of the way that you are
how your words split your lips like black tar
i am sick of the way that you are
get your hell out of here
get it out
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8. |
Children / Peans, Binto
01:22
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a rush of blood to my jeans
a rush of blood to my head
all full with cannonballs as i sail the fucking seven seas of sweat
brunette bombshells breed nuclear winter
she fucked till she froze
and stood up all exposed
and that's love i've been told
i scrape the scum from where i live here at the bottom of the well
attention attention
i am an accident on display
alone
i'm alone with forked tongue through the phone
i'm alone
i'm alone
i am inside your home
all alone
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9. |
After Dark
02:45
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transcend
thirteen thoughts
clouds clot
with encapsulated numbness in my chest
comprehension, a maturing redwood
moment by moment by moment
creeping further into dead space
observing universe accurately
solution for this corroded soul
encouraged greatly
nonexistence is existence
crushed under the existential pressure that proves to be innate
peering beyond the infinite darkness
an arm reaches out
a light grip on the index
ludicrous latch
black vacuum compensation
existence commence
thorn behind eyes
the aging gnaws time
devour oneself
recognize this
visual hallucination
a compromise
spitting an image similar to myself
lost inside an abandoned mine
slips into the muscle breach
euphoria willows the front lines
bright blue pipe inside my voice
death feasting upon my luscious life
I felt it ferment
I felt it in my brain
I felt myself die
I felt life drain
no surprise
deceased since birth
never content with life
only at the conclusion
is when everything's alright.
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10. |
May Have Been, Before
02:21
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never-ending envy of the unborn
notions of non-existence satisfy me
In locations, I dare not explore
suitable solace
within fruitless existence
leading me to understand
a desire to die was no conflict
clean conscious at a calm center
speaking internally cements me
inability to complete this conversion to thought
leaves me broken, at the bottom
born to exist
bleeding inside of my brain to suppress
abandon me awaiting the inevitable
solitary confinement increase
infinite caress
and you arrived in my life
plucking at me
clawing behind my eyes
consummating your personal space
clean conscious at a calm center
speaking internally cements me
inability to complete this conversion to thought
leaves me broken, at the bottom
born to exist
laying, playing with dirt
wishing to someday return
into the breach
compressed crushing darkness
comfort me
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11. |
Ice
02:40
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froze
mid-birth of rose
doze-like state
land-locked inside a nailed crate
i feel the empty grow in size
but something softer fell inside
the surface burns
it hurts, i wait
thoughts yearn for so much less
eliminate, eradicate, decimate
this desire, i hurt
please make me dig dirt without sores
i'm inside the deep
let me out
hear my cries
everlasting lust blinds
shrieks of a madman about to fly
unfathomable
enigma blessed
girl in in the beautiful black dress
hear this despair
i am weak, without rest
i am weak, without rest
allow me to gaze upon those eyes
one last time
before i encase myself in ice
before
i encase myself in ice.
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12. |
Mud
02:08
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i’ve been waiting every night
for something just within my brain
a blackened canvas for a vision
then waking up again the same
i’ve been waiting every night
for something lovely and insane
to shine a light down in my cave
so used to waking with some pain
and i’ve been waiting like a dog for an owner with some love
like a swamp without its frogs i’m quiet
drowning in the mud
i’ve been sweating every night
waking to eyes all dripping rain
always wondering what it was
that’s standing in the way of gain
just a head of empty spaces
a shoebox full of unworn shoes
i hope i’ll see in sleep one day
some mesh of unfamiliar clues
and i’ve been waiting like a dog for an owner with some love
like a swamp without its frogs i’m quiet drowning in the mud
i don’t play that game with my eyes open
i don’t play that game with my eyes open
i never have
there’s no gleam
i can’t dream
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13. |
Stormy Waters
04:16
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weakened of breath
condensed compressed
vulnerable to these elements
sustaining relevance
twenty-four hours
surrounded
escape is useless
sadistic need to break through
to never be familiar with the norm
the statue I am
a lingering numbness
leaving me aimless
my taste is off
i am shameless
my legs are light
glass bulbs burrow beneath my swollen skin
i'm feeling green
there is no teenage lover between these bedsheets
birthed into a life long singularity
the desire to want more is absent
sadistic need to break through
to never be familiar with the norm
the statue I am
a lingering numbness
sadistic need to break through
to never be familiar with the norm
but a damning consistency to never settle
but not to better
lightning strike me
twenty-four hours
surrounded
escape is useless
the sadistic need to break through
to never be familiar with the norm
the statue that I am
a lingering numbness
but a damning consistency to never settle
but not to better
lightning strike me
living a life in stormy weather
the desire to want more is absent
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14. |
There Is No Me
00:32
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emptiness is a loaded gun
pushed into the mouth
of the right
of the just
without lust, without trust
speak uninhibited
let the mind loose
give in
throw it up
sick of all of us
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15. |
Lysergide
02:33
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lost in a sky of diamonds
euphoric unconsciousness
emotional deception
violates logic and reason
waves of sorrow
conquer free
letting this take over
will be the end of me
seductive husk
slithers sentiments
forced through the cut
torn through the teeth
impotent, fracture free (or so it seems)
secrete submarine
bottom feeder
discharge of the sea
pure intentions shed
disease infects hope
mother with selective love
banshee, light as a dove
perception unknown
caught in the undertow
strenuous thoughts
torturing trust
eviscerate this heart
tunnel out my tumor
I cast you out to the ocean
a burial, fit for a queen
I cast you out
you have my crown
take a bow
lysergide miscarriage
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16. |
Dys
02:05
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defective delicate dysfunction
cemented infinite aggression
children void of hope and direction
mothers with pill popping addictions
bile in my throat
white as a ghost
bile in my throat
white as a ghost
bile in my throat
white as a ghost
bile in my throat
i'll hold back
emotions forge dreamlike convection
bound to decrease into secretion
in the burning heat of cremation
I beg for the same demise
bile in my throat
white as a ghost
bile in my throat
white as a ghost
bile in my throat
white as a ghost
bile in my throat
i'll hold back
you are not well
take to the trees
and do not forget to
and I quote “burn in hell”
this is not what you call home
this is not what you would call a home
this is not what you call home
this is not what you would call a home
children left alone
dead in the stove
breathe free
a sigh of relief
this is not what you call home
this is not what you would call a home
this is not what you call home
this is not what you would call a home
children left alone
dead in the stove
break free
no sign of relief
enter this sick dysfunction
this sick is dysfunction
bleeds me fucking dry
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17. |
Mistaken For Strangers
03:46
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18. |
From The Hips
04:01
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19. |
Terminal Nation
01:33
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20. |
Sadness Comes Home
03:13
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