1. |
succumb
02:29
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i've seen your kind in the valley of death
covered in a shroud, damp and cold
carrion of others lie before us
soon we will succumb
succumb
to the rites of dark
succumb
for the balance of life
succumb
for the fauna that hunger
succumb
die
succumb
for the flora that thirst
succumb
to the air that shrieks
succumb
that hollers in pain
succumb
the world is a mass grave
where life incubates
only to be sucked back down
within dirt, assimilate
knocking on death's door
sometimes she answers back
and you'll wake up in a haze
succumb
succumb
to the rites of dark
succumb
for the balance of life
succumb
for the fauna that hunger
succumb
die
succumb
for the flora that thirst
succumb
to the air that shrieks
succumb
that hollers in pain
succumb
die
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2. |
pulse
05:43
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this can't be real
floating in air
suspended steel
levitating there
speaking unknown tongues
inanimate
object of finesse
radiating light
radiating warmth
radiating life
radiating near
covered in ice
imitating warmth
imitating light
desecrating storm
asphyxiating life
if it's got a pulse
put it to sleep
celestial emissary
floating through my mind
replacing my thoughts
death to mankind
if it's got a pulse
then it must sleep
if it's got a pulse
put it to sleep
no mysteries
no souls to keep
only a harvest
slaughter of the sheep
if it's got a pulse
put it to sleep
i hate you all
i hate you all
i hate you all
especially me
this can't be real
frozen mid-air
suspended steel
levitating there
speaking unknown tongues
inanimate object capable of biological finesse
evolution is infinite
immortality?
you're better off dead
sacred deities
they brainwash and scatter and fill up in your head
the voices will never stop
and nor will yours
prisoners distracted by syntax
organic whores
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3. |
soft is the motion
06:45
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if i could see you more i'd pull back your broken wings
you'd give gravity to rest and slip like birth from the floor
i put you to bed and lay rest to this disease
night is the time you let go and drop from the bridge you're calling home
you land heavy and masked
drop naked and collapse
high from this hill where i call to you
black spots form on the moon
if only i could pull back your broken wings
if only i could see inside of your dreams
on your hand is the ring of your killer
on your finger's the ring of your killer
when you bleed i writhe
soft is the motion you take through the air
all of these words we lie upon
colder than wind between the stars
i find you are already gone
i loved you sick from the start
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4. |
cherry blossoms at night
05:44
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hone me
secretly
and set this world to ice
inseminating
with disease
cherry blossom at night
we are
we are
all that's left of flesh and blood
as all gods do
fuck right into oblivion
control me
control me
with your machines
just control me
with your direction
all time
will pass you by
cherry blossoms at night
erasing
all stars from sight
jettison out of the earth
we are
we are
all that's left of flesh and blood
as all gods do
fuck right into oblivion
with your direction
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5. |
lifetaker
05:23
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can you see it up in the distance?
do you see perfection before your very own eyes?
when your life is an object
to be toyed with at altars
a lifeline that fuels their very existence
(no life)
when your breath is a function
(no truth)
sucked away by their lies
(no tears)
your tears are reactive
their motives fueled by your cries
we'll re-live history as lifetakers
can you see it up in the distance?
do you see perfection before your very own eyes?
can you feel it tearing away at your DNA?
your sense of freedom ruined by their kind
have you been so blind
to their propaganda?
perfectly laid about
a nexus of control
(no lies)
please listen to me
hush
(no tears)
listen to yourself and no others
don't believe me
but hear me!
you'll relive history as a lifetaker
can you see it up in the distance?
do you see perfection before your very own eyes?
can you see it up in the distance?
do you see perfection before your very own eyes?
can you feel it tearing away at your dna?
your sense of freedom ruined by their kind
can you feel it tearing away at your dna?
your sense of freedom ruined by their kind
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6. |
spread
05:30
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why you running all the time?
the seeds of darkness fall
with it, the crying calls
feeding the insatiable
this creed nondenominational
this harvest feeds all
and sews the earthen shawl
this seed
has spread to every crevasse
spreading high and low
so why are you running all the time?
death to this light we all cannot shine
death to the earth relative of time
disaster knows no bounds
it ruptures without resound
designation of degradation
suck down
suck down
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7. |
devayne's lament
04:06
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instrumental
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8. |
liberate
05:44
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floating through black miasma
is how we'll start the day
sift through the stream
of our dreams
not far for us now
rowing
through a sea of erratic deviation
you realize there's a caveat
to the key of restitution
i can never come undone
when we are alone
and i can never come undone
when we are alone
i try
i tried
i try
i tried
well, i tried
i am there
where you sleep
when you dream
entropy, love beset us
it won't upset us
we are still standing
i don't care
even if we're wrong
we are all alone
we don't follow law
i'll be there even if you're gone
you gotta get me off this rock
i am there
where you sleep
when you dream
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