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Hey hey
Hey hey
Hey hey
Hey hey
Late night, come in from the fog
Wife'll never leave, so kick the dog
Staggering and chukling
Make love to the green fairy
Sweet sensation
Deepening eyes
Neat fixation
Depression dies
Who needs illusion?
Who needs illusion?
Who?
Who needs illusion?
Who needs illusion?
Who?
Who?
Hey hey
Hey hey
Hey hey
Hey hey
Sofa slump, war of the ants
Colours explode
Woke up the kid, swear his
Eyes corrode
"There's no hope"
gives gives gives gives
him him him him
a...
Sweet sensation
Widening eyes
Living aberration
In our web of lies
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Burning Books
04:26
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This one's for the words that strangle each breath
Put pen to page and perish
The tale is gone, I remember all
In blind Greek songs you'll find my death
Such is the choice, and through muted voice I create the fall
Sexual crimes, lust for power I know
A hundred-letter poem spells to self-condemn
You sing along in silence
Wishing ill to them,
Lying to my face,
Featureless and small
What is that name unspoken and frail?
It's the same told of all.
What is that staff unread
What is that staff unbled
Played by the musician on horseback pale?
That which can't live's the forgotten idea.
Burning books marked with its insignia.
That's eternal which preternaturally lies
Between cheat sheets, doubting seas will rise.
Every name jotted in my sheets,
Every stain of remorse he meets,
Every face imploring alluded feats,
Open up
Open up the blind man's book
Open up
Open up and take a look.
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3. |
Hidden in the Trees
05:36
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I'm a void-talker
Void-talker
Only the void listens
Void listens
I'm the first and last voice
to know, to know, to know fear
Fear is that which has a name:
Loss.
I kept a God afloat
although I don't believe.
Now it's gone and there's only
the void.
Give a half-gross spiel
and take solace in that.
I'm the first and last voice
and what is my end?
I'm a void-talker
Void-talker
Only the void listens
Void listens
Black hole, only the void
Take toll, only devoid
Fickle void
Black hole, bonely noid
Take toll, tonely toid
Fickle void
We'll see first-hand,
The future in ruins
Built eternity's mansions.
Every thought's a wall
and this, our daily bread,
falls out of the sky
and mocks the loss of my wings.
I'm a void-talker
Void-talker
Only the void listens
Void listens
Squirming with the worms in dirt,
Yearning home of the birds.
I miss wings (and) eyeless things.
The hardest part of death is waking up again.
I bury the last of my soul in burning hourglasses.
Life and death's the archangel nightmare.
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4. |
Memento Mori
03:26
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(instrumental)
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Perfection
05:08
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Naughty or nice have you been, my dear?
Perfection only comes once a year
You can stop keeping lists, I've a new one here:
All of your crimes, and all that you fear.
Perfection! It's perfection!
Do you regret how you treated her?
Suffer, everything's a blur
Loathing Trust me, she does too
And she still talks about you
There's a scar on her back
Too much baggage to unpack
She won't open her eyes
If she hears "naughty" or "nice"
Whatever fucked-up past you had
with your brother and your dad
It's no reason to act with such dysfunctional tact
On your flesh and blood
She can't wash off all the mud
From her nightmares and dreams
Memories still make her scream
And she screams and she heaves
Perfection never leaves
You asked for so much more
Perfection or the door
You, my wooden puppet bane, you'll never sleep again
You'll be dreaming of all the pain and suffering you left
(Perfection!)
Ask for perfection, leave no room to resist.
In a perfect world you wouldn't exist.
Roll with the punches, embrace the rug burn
Enjoy the scratches, lessons you cannot learn
Sleep out in the cold, cry until you get old
Isolation, sadness, never-ending madness
Ask for perfection, leave no room to resist
In a perfect world you wouldn't exist
Should have been abortion, living's a contortion
Strangle you on the nape, threaten you with guns and-- *breath*
Everything you have done boils down to this big one:
"I can never love you because I'm above you"
Ask for perfection, leave no room to resist
In a perfect world you wouldn't exist
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Is This All?
04:22
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I see you have found another and you’re gone
Leaving me in my bleak thoughts, confused, alone
I am falling into mind-consuming pain
As I turn and see the falling of the rain
I am lost in my guilt, filled with great self-doubt
I’ve lost what I’ve built, what can I do now?
Is this all that I can know?
I am falling into mind-consuming pain
As I turn and see the falling of the rain
I am lost in my guilt, filled with great self-doubt
I’ve lost what I’ve built, what can I do now?
This is all that I deserve.
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7. |
The Last Sunset
04:05
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Life ends, inferno
Splashing surroundings
Watch the sky turn red
Trees darken and voices join the sentient wind
Apologize no more
Don't mourn the last sunset
Cold figures laugh at themselves
The ultimate practical joke
They see skies fading
Their faces regret nothing at all tonight
Still, they think once of
The last sunset bitter.
Water dies,
Unknowing.
With its last breath gone,
The Earth becomes memory.
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8. |
Rise of Her Rain
12:34
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I- Distant Mind
It occurred to the author late at night
- Meaning of words -
As her friend died slowly in a hospital bed.
The nurse replaced the IV drip coughing faintly
- Loose impression -
Deading the air as he left the room.
Author longed to return home to her things
- Social subjugate -
To distract herself from thoughts.
Watched the window as her friend faded
- Pointless practice -
- Thought malpractice -
Listened to the thunder, heard only her heart.
Did it thump?
If her ears lied to her, how would she know?
II- Intrusive Thoughts
Rolling thunder, crashing waves
Present climax, start in caves
How are human minds biggest
When nothing does not exist?
Did it thump?
III- Soliloquys for the Dying
Nullify
Notify the living
Life is the one to be feared
Drawing lines in the sand
Expecting seas to part
I lie down
Let my body sink, let my body sink
Buried in sand or in the sea,
it makes no difference to me
Buried in sand or in the sea,
it makes no difference.
It'll be scariest when I resurface
IV- Progress
[instrumental]
V- Regrets
If her ears lied to her, how would she know?
Outside the window, thunder turned to snow
What do the dying hear, lying in their beds?
The imaginary's an echo roaring in their heads
Rolling thunder, crashing waves
Present climax, start in caves
How are human minds biggest
When nothing does not exist?
Nothing does not exist
We made it up
Before she heard it flatline,
the author left the room.
Did it thump?
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9. |
Reverie
03:05
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(instrumental)
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Blind Man's Book
Lindsay Taylor and Jordan Dooling write synthetic metal and ask you to imagine the context.
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