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Under Waves
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crawling under waves. the waves. the waves. on a vision quest in a casket race with a ballroom mask on a painted face. insane as love in wars embrace. can you see it all the same? better drink the blood and consume the faith knowing the words are cast as waste on deaf ears though your heart did race. can you live on all the same? do you recall the thrill of the fall? crawling under walls of waves. beyond the leather sky that holds the light. through the frozen hands of the endless night. from the land of love and righteous might. can you leave it all the same? to take that plunge. to melt your gate. fashion the steel as sturdy weights then water walk till lungs awake. can you risk it all the same? the waves. the waves. dragged through sand to tear the skin. cast away the dead for the conjuring of a new mind that should have always been. can you believe it all the same? come take the dive. could you be the one to see the world spun undone and take what was meant for none or drown out all the same? do you recall the thrill of the fall? crawling under walls of waves. the waves. the waves.
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Worship
04:53
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you wanna kiss the angels. you wanna trick the gods. to bend to a devotion would cure your broken cause. you wanna kiss the angels. you wanna fuck the gods. to bend to a devotion would crush your broken cause. you want something for all this worship. you want something for all this searching for god. as ugliness is cast as the dice of chance will the spoils prove to be enough? the dregs wash over the hope of reward. the sweet filth is now bored and bitterer. another torch to burn. another light to hide. you want something for all this worship. you want something for all this searching for gods. as ugliness is cast as the dice of chance will the spoils prove to be enough? when the horrors birth at last and your truth is gone as fast will the spoils prove to be enough?
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No Blinding Light
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your wish is nowhere. touch the boiling face. loyal dogs haunting the broken gate. I'm in that nothing. imagine the chains bracing you to here. breathing through waves. rupturing veins. blushing at trash. policed all under crawling madness. I'm in the trade. I'm in the tubes. their forgone words will tell you the same. theres no blinding light. for we who bath in nothings and eat the truths. just caskets for love and gambles to loose. theres no blinding light. no striking eyes. no fire minds. no blaring might. a living fight. no blinding light or sight to enlighten for we.
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Poison Arrows
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shot. shot. to a precision dot. blank shots. none to aim upon. dead on. our mark we never miss. dead on. delivered with bliss. one hundred poison arrows of fire and sin. a hundred silent voices of regretful men. shot. shot. even we know the cost. red shot. a drop is never lost. dead on. burnt forever on. dead on. forgot but never gone. one hundred poison arrows of fire and sin. a hundred silent voices of regretful men.
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Crown of Walls
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the swarming crown of walls. the swarming crown of walls. the snakes. the slugs. the swarming crown of walls. the screamers face. oh no. the crows. oh no. off. coming on spit. deranged ace. man in space. restless named. gathered for no one and dying for churching then praying now. praying now. needing such a name. business is such a name. business is such a name. it costs all of the blessings. oh such a cost. unless we crawl under the alter of names. oh yes. i'm in the world. the crown of walls. oh yes. i'm in the world of the walls with a faceless name. enraged.
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Into the Nowhere
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stairs to be untrusted. places left unsaid. rooms full of empty. built to be fled. if you wanna feel alive. if you desire the dead. we have a floor to never call a bed. but you can stare into the nowhere. bare to the eye. thick and dense to touch. a wonder to some. a war to most. if you wanna feel alive. if you desire the dead. we have a floor to never call a bed. but you can stare into the nowhere.
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