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01:20
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Removal
04:13
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All of my heroes are dead
all of those liars are buried
we were never redeemed
so this never subsided
all leaders wear forged imitations
a stolen name shackled in place
painting scars on dead skin
itching to find a replacement
something must
change for me
it's been this way
since January
Despot adorned in golden threads
declaring the dearth of his plans
cultured threats stir the breeze
feeding the flames on your homeland
broken glass cuts derision loose
the sweet smell of fear
blaring trumpets score the scene
now wake to the fire you fanned
something must
change for me
it's been this way
since January
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Healing
01:35
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Inside Out
05:41
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trigger warning
underneath
we explode
beat down
cornered
ignored
silenced
chained
alone
tell me how to mend
talk to me
face down on the floor again
cold tile sings back muted jeers
the broken thing tries to stand
and then i fall
hands first into wet
fingers crack against ground
wiping up my blood
in front of everyone
i disappear
can i finish
can i finish
you'll turn yourself
inside out until until
until you're an apex killer
virginal purity masked in maths
try to detect your hidden paths
open your mind realize the signs
this is how their fear shines
Inside out but no one would see
Left outside when the rain's a sea
There's the oar: hollowpoint belief
Have faith, congregation, i'll show you free.
Face your God.
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5. |
God
04:15
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Daybreak
02:05
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Destructor
04:46
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Overcast
Threat
Tempest churning
spinning cascade
a library of excuse
strewn in the sand
spewing fuel summand
vision and vision
fall loose
cash/petrol
(fall loose)
lost in a sea
running out with the tide.
Knives out, gnashing teeth
felled trees, skeleton leaves
staggering in the blow
buried in the snow
you can't trust the tide
you can't enlist the moon
what you have tried to hide
the oceans will never abide.
The debt will be paid.
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8. |
The Very Last of Summer
05:55
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Dream Dead
06:21
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Sing along and sleep forever
Dream dead those things to do
Throw a party with the children
Throw a party, invite even you
Send a note to the shadow
Who lives behind the door
Shine a light in his eyes now
Ask him what he came here for
Come on and chase the insects
Butterflies, spiders, and ants
They'll run, they won't tell you
That I won't take the chance
My ghost dead in the wardrobe
He pines for what he regrets
So learn from the spectre
Otherwise you'll never forget.
Escape imaginary
Forget the release
You'd stop your own damn heart
If it'd kill the leech.
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10. |
Tomorrow
06:52
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