1. |
Dirge
01:53
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Dream of me in guilt forgotten
A sanctuary ill in flames
Wreath of grievances collected
Buried under hidden shame
Eulogy refused as forged
Brevity preferred with scorn
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2. |
Surfeit
02:41
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Restless in trial
Begrudge the grandeur
Weightless in worth but
Heavy is the head
Yearn for the sign of
Sterile consumption
Replicate god in spite
Of the need
Fictional deride
Ethereal divide
Simulate delight
Revel in disquiet
Unattainable
Inadmissible
Ineffectual
Inescapable
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3. |
World Pain
03:27
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Like a knife through
Sympathetic hands
Fashion a purpose
From the dirt
Familiar reign
A silent sway
A constant bloom
Of disarray
You’ll find yourself
Weighed down
Incise, leave the
Tide mark overturned
Like a fading sign
Of upper hand
Ashened, burdened
From the dearth
Familial bane
Assailant named
A ceaseless breath
Of mockery
If I fall further cut me loose
If I fall further reel me in
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4. |
Nuchal
04:08
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Separation bears
A shrouded guilt
A violation
Left unbuilt
Consolation left
Buried in the mill
An isolation curves and
Cracks the will
Unprepared
For the worst
I’ve been choking
Since my birth
Vacant stare
Is unrehearsed
A suffocating
Dour reminder
That our misfortunes
Should not define us
Anymore
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5. |
Two Fathers
04:23
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You are not your father
You are not the same
Withered torch
You are not a symptom
Of shame and tired lore
Anymore
I know you hear me
But are you listening
Laying all the blame
With a dying flame
Ashes on the wind
Won’t be seeing you again
You cannot unburden
Carry on the name
Flex and forge
Repudiate the notion
Rituals are void
Spurn the ploy
Lured and charmed
More than harmed
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6. |
Sully
03:16
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Battered by will
Custom now fulfilled
But are you the same?
Only silence
You’re only to blame
More than a crooked crown
Splintered visage
Handed down
You might unlearn
But you’ll still burn
Pass on the guilt
A lineage unbuilt
Because they’re the same
Only anguish
To carry the name
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7. |
Vacant
04:02
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Fade in from doubt
Unstirred, devout
Felt shallow on the
Way down
Now I’m neck
Deep in
Stay vacant
For me
Falter in
Clouded view
Blemishing you
Stay vacant
For me
Sour in quietude
Deliquesce truth
Trudge through the mire
Obscured between
Design, desire
And shards I’ve kept
Of me
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8. |
I Felt You Watching
04:25
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Lay benumbed
Overseer unobserved
Your colors sprawl
Bizarre
Ululate to acquaint
A cloak concealed
Your breathless
Hoax revealed
It’s only half
Of what it seems
I felt you
Watching
A satellite mind with antennas to hell
A Weakened truss sedated
Who forced my hand
The mar of babel
Even god’s pity is fake
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9. |
Adrift
03:27
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A month of Sundays
A time of rest
Luxuriate
In the silence
I heard you calling
Out my name
The time it took
To heal my wounds
Is what you’ll have to wait
I feast in flowers
In Solitude
This golden hour
Shines without you
I’m never coming back
I left the conversation
The joy of alienation
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10. |
Extraordinary Null
03:11
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Fraudulent decree
Ego now wearied
Repeat the remnants
That you bleed and sow
It’s all at stake
A replica of fate
The vibrant cull
Extraordinary null
Exiled in sun
Blank and barred creation
Concede, recede
The query no one’s owed
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