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HEARSE
06:09
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There is no fixing this
Bringer of chaos and discord
A living nightmare
Self centrifuge
Strike gently, and self immolate
For not a single principle's sake
Lurching on
toward desolation
one day the pain will stop and you will know my scorn
someday the crown will pass and you shall wear the thorns
Collection of ineptitudes
Split and obey
Feign naivete
who are you today?
who are you anyway?
Speak sharply this invocation
Shadows indoctrination
Marching on
toward desecration
Hails to the martyr
The southern star (the southern star)
Inside it change you
White horse ride on (white horse ride on)
Hail the underneath
The great below (the great below)
Inside he change you
Hell ain't so far (hell ain't so far)
Behind
Devil hear me calling
grant me one more year
be swift my hand
let go my fear
Devil hear me calling
My work is done
Crimson visage
The war is won
(you want a little death? kill me. come on, gimme some death!)
This grudge for you stands a mile high
You draw the ire of a madman
Full time pariah, all stand aside for you
Parasitic benefactor, I mock you
Swing down from your high horse bitch
You're fodder for the flies
She who speaks triumphantly
Stands atop a horde of lies
You salt the earth with your existence
You bring pestilence and wilt
Hide behind walls of your own filth
Whore, you spare yourself the guilt
Gluttonous maggots feed so you can spare yourself the guilt
Swing down from your high horse bitch
You're fodder for the flies
She who speaks triumphantly
Stands atop a horde of lies
You salt the earth with your existence
You bring pestilence and wilt
Hide behind walls of your own filth
Whore, you spare yourself…
One day your life will cease and you'll adorn this hearse
("As a karate expert, I will not talk about anyone up here, because our children can't afford to live anywhere. Nowhere. There's nowhere to go, once again, why? You said it, the rent is too damn high.")
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GRIMWORK
04:13
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Caretaker heal thyself
Cleanse the memory
From off these walls
Failure is all that will be perceived
All efforts for naught
Ough
(I'd better fist.. I'd betta fatalisk … barned.)
What would I do without you?
Too tired to continue
There is a sadness that seems to permeate the air
Like death seeps into your soul
It weeps from your pores
Something about this town seems sick, it sticks
to my skin, the darkness we're in
Can't you see?
Would you scream?
If you could see that you're falling
Like I know we both are
And hell isn't far
Behind
The loss that you feel that we both wish weren't real
It brings out the worst
Each memory a curse
If I look hard enough I can see the bloodstains
That you wear on your face
Through your smile, I know
Driving for miles
Eyes closed
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NULLIFIER
06:30
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At the end of it all, there lies nothing
Beyond all fear and pain
Only the void remains
Nullifier come light me up
Living in a vacuum no longer anchored
Untethered. From this world
Not a soul will know
where these footprints once lead
Oblivion will consume
My body into the earth
We ignore our condemnation
We make light of our damnation
Welcome death
For it is certain
Nullifier come light me up
Living in a vacuum no longer anchored
Untethered. From this world
It was there
And then it was gone
Pieces left
The quieting
Silence of reason
Absence of sound
Awareness shaken
Free of emotion
Sifting through but finding naught
Avail oneself
Freedom is superfluous
Sifting
shaken
Afraid to...
(piss off, ghost)
…be.
May pestilence be thy legacy
History will be unmoved
by this contribution
Null is the sum of all we are
Become part of the infinite nothing
Blessed to be reduced to dust
Existence looms in nebulous dread
Stop praying for help
God committed suicide
So stop fucking praying for help
(He's freakin' gone.)
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HERETIC FORK
04:00
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A spectre in the floor wandering black and white
Blind to the mirror
Not sure of what it really was
It should fall
downward to earth
It should fail
Downward to truth
It should fall
Lost my way home
too hard to kill this desolation
Drenched in blood, the hardest path alone, I found
Carried to the end of death, you'll remain in blood
Unique and now you'll remain in my closest things
Give me the rain
Devoured many times
Permanently damaged inside
In the hands of pain
I fear not being alone
Blue skin, they say
Stages of our soul
All that will never be is locked
Defeated together
Veiled kingdoms
Shut my skin, the end of our teeth
Learn to permeate
Learn to end what can die
I mourn for you alone
I'm not so sure
Faces we had
Sub-consume
I don't listen, now, to spirits
Incoherent desperation is not inherent
the sick will run everyone
everyone
Give me a fuck
Maybe only pain
Into the Presidio
With head and cross
All those punk rock assassins
Weight has its right
We need more of a fight
Drown town everywhere
Thunderground
What can down you is death
Death will be savage
We need ourselves
Kill to feel
Kill to feel
Kill to feel
Nuclear Instruments
When my hand arranged, it was bleeding
Trail of destruction
I end inverted
As you pay for those, you lay bleeding
She drags me now
Lusting sorrow
Grave eternal, from the side of all I creep
Across the finger you feed
You are the little universe
You are kinetic cosmos
You are saccharine star
You are blackened and deep
With tools of iron submission
In a prison of scathing sorrow
A sacred, sullen whore wallows
Writhing and worse
Sacrifice Magician
Eurydice illusion
Annoying sensation
Freak persuasion
The sun is green
Secreting ravens
Secreting black and worse
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