1. |
Amain & Aflame
03:03
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backwards
upside down
split me into
the pieces
assertion
of a ghost
the spectre
recursion
of a clone
withered
recursion
of a clone
withered
pull the steel
to my skull
splattered
wander for years
as my form disappears
shuffle the coil, flay the back
run the train off the tracks
ground to dust, beaten down
these thoughts are always around
beg for leave plead the case
suffer in this foul taste
I will be the one who scrapes the womb
emerging from the buried tomb
I am the one of brazen lust
unkempt words, a broken trust
vile words upon the page
usher in a golden age
of sin and death like none before
the knocking on heavens door
immortality
will only be
achieved
through violent means
a ruptured eardrum
will feel stronger vibration
the sound of silence
will be the death of us all
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2. |
A Swift Expiry
01:43
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drunk and in the streets
full of scotch and rum
think you’re hot shit
fucking test me son
the frat boy shit
is long overdone
the night has just begun
you’re already fucking dumb
misogyny and violence
forced vow of silence
pussies, fucking spineless
render them lifeless
ignorance is bliss
that’s what’s fucking this
vinegar and piss
oh excuse me miss
kiss my fucking gritz
kiss them, fuckin bitch
DO IT
pull the fucking trigger you cunt
you are so fucking fake
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3. |
Title Fighters
03:01
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title fighters
blood drips to ground
open head wounds
fractures compound
against, the ropes
Lost is hope
concussed skull
rattled domel, take me home
HIT ME
AND SAY IT AGAIN
throw the fight
you can’t win
sink the championship
HIT ME
AND SAY IT AGAIN
throw the fight
you can’t win
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4. |
Quietus
04:58
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everyday is my demise
from a disease that does not exist
looming over like a cloud
excreting fear like a sebaceous cyst
I fucking live here
this place is not my home
this is all my fucking fault
these seeds I have sewn
And then I’m stuck here alone
With ill-defined shapes
Of what some may call a part of me.
I need a purpose
a reason
One after another, never seen
Rejected left to become clean
life sucks and then you die
isolation will get me by
i am the beast of life’s burden
erode away from dark bourbon
it’s up, I’m done, play me out
empty ducts, a saline drought
i won’t burn out or fade away
I’m going out with a fucking bang
i’m taking you all with me
you exist only in a dream,
and i just want to go back to sleep
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5. |
0000000
07:05
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burn
blister
buried
forgotten
inferno
time to let go
overflow
soul foreclosed
blacken the ground
standing under
heat cooling down
bones exposed
check the dental records
forge a temporary name
ashes won’t always
bring about new life
dust to dust
turned into an inhalant
0000000 you live here now
get used to it fucking punk
this is hell
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