1. |
spark
01:40
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2. |
island
02:16
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3. |
terror
02:57
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in times of terror,
resurrect,
and scratch a little deeper.
the surface is but a vague hint of distress.
the wild-eyed call for peace,
rings purely,
burning in the streets.
a vision spoken into life by fear.
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4. |
swine
00:34
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5. |
run
03:38
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see the tired stare,
with paranoia in its stride.
shoot the arrow,
burn the altar to the sky.
somewhere,
someone is running,
running away.
run,
piggy,
run,
with all of hell's fire close behind.
the dead have come to know your name.
the burning saints,
send blessings but you're gonna die.
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6. |
mania
04:30
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i feel my heart stop beating,
singing baby blues.
I feel my brain stop working,
hanging on for dear life.
with a smile,
send the doubt away.
you don't even know me.
when i lie awake,
unable to sleep,
my mind wanders.
dreaming about the dreams i'd have,
if i could sleep.
eyes closing in,
new flesh sweats tears.
hold sorrow in.
the world is burning,
but i can't help but laugh.
dreams aren't real,
but nightmares are.
they speak to me,
through my own lips while i sleep.
rippling states of mind,
in such confusing times.
what is real?
what is not?
what i see is distortion of a cry,
will you bury me?
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7. |
shattered
02:44
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summon up,
demon spawn.
say my name with a smile,
face your death wish.
fly to the sun.
hiding is pointless,
when we can hear where you are.
where is respect,
for years of anguish,
in arms of pretense?
know the people want change,
but why change if it bores you?
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8. |
bliss
04:02
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9. |
ghosts
02:16
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far beneath the dreamy veil,
of comfort and survival,
guilt burns,
and you don't know how to own it.
the nightly heat of shivers,
sends its signals toward an idle mind.
sleep forever,
draw the veil,
over terror that's not there.
out of love,
somewhere scared.
scarred and left alone,
somewhere over there.
the animals,
tear each other apart.
limb by limb,
they kill each other.
where are we to go?
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10. |
underworld
07:12
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knock upon god's door.
derision-lipped scorn scowls,
my friend.
a mount of your own sin,
melting the gold to dance.
desecrate sinai.
your joke of a following,
the talk of the hour.
plagued souls that were not laid to rest.
a consciousness stricken,
by the revelation,
of the angelic and devilish prominence,
among priests of the temple of disgrace.
a godly plead,
pays no mind,
for years of neglect, abuse and death.
using the spirit to siphon the blood,
of the dead.
yea,
though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
i will fear no evil,
and i will not fear thee,
for i have nothing.
thou preparest a ceremony before me,
in the presence of mine enemies.
they laugh,
they mock,
they spit.
they know not what they do,
but their cups runneth over.
skulls crushed by heels,
burned to hell.
hit them right between the eyes,
if what you seek cannot be quite satisfied.
let them drink no wine!
the rapture is here.
forgiveness of no mind.
no repentance,
no mercy,
no salvation!
a pretense of dread hovers over.
we musn't tarry lest we lose our heads.
the dream is no longer a dream.
oh, this gruesome scene,
is simply and wonderfully serene.
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11. |
ember
02:12
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