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Desecration Plague
02:09
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Gazing into redfaced skies
His portrait flashburned 'bove him lies
Time has come to a head
Suffering for your fathers' sins
Entombed in scattered graves
Wheezing air stenched in exhaust
Crestfallen transgressors
Face downward in thier debt
The ache of want overcast
By the stake of ominy
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Sins of Desperation
02:45
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Having trudged this far
His heart no longer beat the same
From an Eden of abundance
To apologetic muttering over an empty quill
Muscle spasms kindle coughs of
Dry heaving dust and specks
Black blood spatters the dirt
Profane thoughts damn a once prosaic man
He abandons past identity when hunger overwhelms
Self empty as barren belly
Convulsing nervous hands lay a weighty stone
Still neighbor's blood trickles
Violence becomes the hand that feeds
In a world where change is the only constant
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Hunt The Weak
02:52
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A dizzied man abides to a force stronger than reason
This dawn leaves no time to recede from treason
Bagged eyes, heavy lids
Scanning from behind barren twigs
For the first time in immeasurable days
Echo the sound of heavy footsteps
Awakening a starving gaze
Someone is dying for him to eat
Time has come to hunt the weak
Where guilt abandons remorse
Where shame separates from repentance
You will find a man between his rebirth and remaining sentence
Someone is dying for him to eat
Time has come to hunt the weak
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First Taste of Flesh
02:53
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First taste of flesh
Guilt worn under skin
For once and for all
Overcome doubt within
With a knife to the throat
And a bite to the madness
Labored chest rose and
No hope to convalesce
First taste of flesh
Guilt worn under skin
For once and for all
Overcome doubt within
Disconnect from strength of his own hands
Soaked in expire from his brother's neck
Wrung around a rope
Splayed across at spit
Choking down the deafening crunch
Of charred hair and gristle
Glazed eyes take in Pollux and Castor
As his soul rises to meet his maker
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Stages of Decomposition
02:37
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Tired shadow shrinks and thins
Shading shuffling footprints
Internal combustion : decay, disruption
Eating away at standing remains
Of a man and his gumption
He breathes in flesh flies
Through a bleeding nose
Heaving acids from a bloated gut
Tired knees buckle and
Fall into thier stench
Gusts of dirt fall to blanket an aching back
A lick of cracked lips
With a pale dry tongue
Falls into stillness
Dissolved by illness
Blanketed from which he's made
Retiring defeated when heaven forbade
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His Reflection
04:55
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Calloused hands from work and wear
Stained by sin and his own fear
Glazed eyes sink
Once bright to dim
His shadow hinges
At the heels of hind limb
Trudging gait
Recedes to faint
Spirit dips
To crawl out spate
Caked in scabs
Kneeling reeds
Reflecting guilty, waves intercede
Mass hair overwhelmed
Abanding his own creed for
Unforgivable deeds
Staring into an drowning effigy
Sheathed in his serrated enmity
Polluted waves furrow and swell
As a target where his grimace fell
"Does it reflect the future that once was
Or the past that can never be?" (Reflecting Pool)
Symmetrical entity possesses haunts eternal
Reclines in the cold to meet the infernal
Caught by desolation
Owned by survival
Submerged at the moment of final reprisal
He spits in the image of himself
Humbled to hideous vision
With one final breath our
Dissolves into decomposition
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7. |
Cara Neir - Halo of Grey
04:18
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every last one of us has a conscious
but the intended code is all that keeps the
darkness in check
how terrifying would it be for that to be stripped away
what is this backwards reformation
this sordid solitude, a twisted failsafe
where do we stop now?
there's no new kingdom
halos of grey - i can't be saved, but please
let me savor this day
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my left brain's no right brain
but right helps the left and this craft here
is mutual
you exist because i say and my brains, well
they split long ago so as you see where
we are now
should explain much
you don't think it so and i need you to believe
this could save me, soak my sanity in blessing
and recognition, mine
....what am i saying, this ends today
TODAY
TODAY
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these stained grey bones, their image stapled to his skull
there was no acclimating to this
was it the taste that brought insanity?
or being forced to believe this was the only choice
it's happened to them all
starving to death to keep this in check
never free to simplicity again
this opus of sickness reigns high
as the last strings pop
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fifth ticket to sit here and suffer
and i'm further down the line
sat here long enough to think
that now i'll be fine
but somehow i've fooled you all
when all i wanted was my own dissatisfaction
so what are these times of torture
but jaded fragments of vice and life
what are these ideas of failure
kept holstered by my side?
i open doors to the ever-flourishing voids in my soul
even worse is that i have let people learn to care for them
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Cara Neir - Ego Eats Man
02:09
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garry:
I just crawled out of a grave that I helped make. Now I'm wearing a cape without a crusade. How silly do I look? Just look at my face. I may smile a lot, but wait till you see what's underneath
chris:
stars will die and trees will burn and i'll still be here
grounded with stop signs
garry:
I just walked out of a cave, so dark and dank. Now I'm driving a car on an empty tank. How the fuck does that work? Just look at the flames. I may die a lot, but at least I have lived. Over and over again.
chris:
nameless lands and faceless men, the chapel
stands up straight but hasn't a voice since nobody's let in
over drained waters leaving dry and grainy earth
the smoke consciously drifts towards lung to decay
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smiles received without ever turning the light back on
trial/deceit, why does everyone think that i am just so dumb
transparent life i tied back for you, i cannot sustain
the blank page hallowed in me, in darkness i pray
stricken down by the most ungrateful masters
led to believe i am simply a bastard
led to believe that there's something of worth in me
dead from disease after you took what's worth from me
sleeping in hell in quiet pain while i plead for thee
slaving, i crave to find the hole from which you came
surely enough you were never born this way
this is the first night of many i've spent insane
black heart that fissured you took it as a vacancy
to install the demons that plague my memory
blackness i saw, the night you spit the blame on me
is this all that they do?
miles away and left in purple waves to faulter
will you open the doors or close them for the better?
will you shed your skin in Fall and leave forever?
let us not speak but flow with discrepancy
we cannot share this world, it wasn't meant for me
i thought of the blood and poisonous treachery
begone, of this plane
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13. |
Cara Neir - Guilt
01:42
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