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Quench
01:23
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Fixed, eyes, crossed rights
Til you, give up the thirst
Glass structures with tinted shades
Keeping up the thin charades
Rough curves on statuettes
Feed the mind for the grotesque
Fake fear, fake diction.
A palette for accustomed sin
In a grave you're indulging in
Fixed, eyes, crossed rights
Til you, give up the thirst
In the vein, of what's, humane
Your myth, Your fraud, their life concealed,
Convenience over morals for mass appeal
Constant recurrence while you look away
Your myth, Your fraud, their life concealed,
Fuck your convenience and it's mass appeal.
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2. |
Stockholm
02:00
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The constant reminder of solace
Haunts my brain like the sour sun
Until I find that summer sound
I'll keep my heart buried underground
Forever driving back and forth
Compromising my self worth
Degradation of youth and mind
focused on my passing prime
The beauty of excessive drab
Develop into a tainted scab
Rip it, again again again and again
In a world where we pretend
What's worth fighting for, let it die.
Stuck in motion, while lost on course
Navigate to the source
Of memory and lack of faith
Release your hold,
As I unfold
From nowhere to nothing, so slowly
Routine nightmares
From nowhere to nothing, so slowly
Its mosaic form
From someone to something, everlasting
Swept to the hollows
From someone to something, everlasting
Til, I, find, that summer, sound
Push back, cascade down, hold on the rhythm that you found.
Push back, final note, fade into me
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3. |
Grays
01:37
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Forced, their horrid mind
A life confined, a steep decline
Torn, their life controlled
Tattered brains before their sold
Sink into the streets that are tainted with their fear
Their stark facades, masks the horror show inside
Fantasize, agonize, underground underground
Forced into the circle, til the tears are raining down
Cast aside circumvent the truth
Bred for torture while the night reeks of soot
Their tempered bones are the pleasures for their sights
Broken and tired, broken and tired, broken and tired
Until their soul drops
Put the fangs around their throats
Tear the muscles from which they spoke
Put the fangs around their throats
Tear the muscles from which they spoke
Put the fangs around their throats
Tear the muscles from which they spoke
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4. |
Feign
01:42
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Break, every syllable
Frequency fades to static
Deflect the authentic
Running through mundane life, fatal scorch by the light
Sifting through my subtle lies, waiting til the sunlight dies
When the damage is settled from the sun
Can you escape, can you outrun
Appease every ear, that I often fear
Fractured and tired of the cycled verse
Set my mind on fire, force fed your desires
Fatal criticize, sift my subtle lies
My subtle lies
Lies, lies, lies, lies, lies ,lies
Persuade my tongue
Cut the chords to my lungs
Generic filter
Hide my perception
Dilate denial
Vanished and it’s vile
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S.T.A.B.S.
02:38
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False nation, false pride, shed the blinders of your eyes
False nation, false pride, shed the blinders of your eyes
Pledge to the life of the human heart
Ever so slowly so falling apart
The content life of being static
As we pray to a piece of fabric
Blind follows Blind leads
Worshiped by magnate disease
Hollow ditches to righteous stitches
while the rest fall to the dirt
False nation, false pride, shed the blinders of your eyes
False nation, false pride, shed the blinders of your eyes
Pledge to the life of the human heart
Ever so slowly so falling apart
The content life of being static
As we pray to a piece of fabric
And you wonder why,
i hope you choke on your hollow pride
Choke on your pride
Choke on your pride
Execute the order
Rip out the sovereign
Execute the order
Tear out their power
Blank river guides
Of proper plague
Dormant adored
And reigning faith
Vast empty shells
Of friends and faith
Circumvent
And your failure, your failure state.
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