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A New Fear
01:44
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I’ve lost all hope
A new fear rising on your horizons
A dark sun for tired eyes
A grey sky for weary minds
Hellmouth winds whipping at your face
A new fear rising
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Regulations
02:04
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You’ve got a sense of dread in your life
Some perpetual black cloud plaguing all of your skies
Every second, every hour of every day
It’s another pin-point pressure bearing down
You can’t keep your focus, you can’t keep up with life’s pace
There’s something about how this pavement moves beneath your feet
There’s something about how thin this air feels in your lungs
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Misprint
01:35
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You sold your story
Lights, camera, blatant ignorance
Smoke and mirrors, twist their words
Pander every ounce of their pain away
You sold your story, you got your ratings
Your fucking marginal increase
So cheers to the left and cheers to the right
You sold your soul for a fucking lie, and we bought it
We swallowed it all, word for word, line for line, note for note
It’s a cold day in hell when the truth becomes anything more
Than a misprint beneath your fucking lies
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In Residence
00:54
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Desperately searching for connections with
Something or someone other than yourself
Relapse into comfort save face in your solitude
Regrets, sorrows
You’ve been clinging for years, ripped from your hands
Relapse into unease, solemn and lonesome,
Your life’s been ripped from your hands
You’ve been clinging for years
It’s been ripped from your hands
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Janus
01:43
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Trembling hands, famished mouths
Tearing eyes, broken bones
And you’re still screaming for the unrealistic change
That you know we’ve all been waiting for
You scream
Your discontent will spread faster than wildfire
Your disillusion faster than the plague
You’re heading for a body bag in record time
Clawing at everything and everyone on the way
You still scream like it makes a difference at the end of the day
As if anyone’s listening
Shattered hopes, aching hands
White-washed skin, wasted life
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Spofford & Lincoln
01:44
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Some of us weren’t meant to be found
Better left in solemn corners of a dark room
Some of us weren’t meant to see the light
Or bask in its warmth and its glory
Some of us were better off without purpose
Some of us were better off lost
I’m caught up on no-sleep
Tongue-tied, face up in the gutters of my mind
These days are long (so bleak)
These nights hazy (so secure)
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Hanover
02:44
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Don’t tell me, I don’t want to know
I don’t want to hear the blackened shit
Boil and spill from your mouth
I don’t want to know, I don’t want to see
I don’t want to hear, I don’t understand, I won’t understand
Eye for an eye, revenge for the avenged
So where is your “just” fucking cause now?
Cowards
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Son Rise
02:05
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We’ve no shelter to cower from the storm
Heavy winds bring the miasma of your holy wars
You’ll line the streets red with their blood
Stark, white, ashen skin
Lie bound to the ghosts of your past
Well hidden behind your black eyes
Abhor, sacrifice what you fear and spread your seeds of hate
Consume, deny, their hands will abide
Condemn, destroy, their hands will abide
And we’re gonna need another scapegoat
Pushing agenda after agenda
Savior deny, savior destroy
Sinner deny, sinner destroy
Consume, deny, son rise
Condemn, destroy, son rise
This is your precursor to a future with no tomorrow
With no shelter to cower from the storm
Son rise, welcome the soft sea and its unforgiving tides
As it consumes, as it destroys
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Untitled
02:07
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Rhetoric, contemptuous, kneel calmly, eyes of lust
Lather jowls, bare your teeth, softly rise, begin the feast
You prey slyly among the weak, your divinity only lies skin deep
Forked tongues wrap around sullen hearts, the end begins before it starts
Swollen words cloud the air, no leg to stand on, sinking still
Filth of man, scorn of hell
Every hour wounds, the last one kills
Empty promises, broken vows, no leg to stand on, sinking still
Filth of man, scorn of hell
Every hour wounds, the last one kills
Your ship’s set sail, your bridges burnt
The night’s closing in, your light’s fading out
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Towers Fall
02:47
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One day your tower will fall without ease, without grace
You’re a fucking disease, spreading its ignorance and its hate
You bigots, you liars
Save your prayers, I don’t need them
You thieves, you fucking hypocrites
The only saving this world needs is from the likes of you
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Tremor
03:48
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Three years, ten months, seventeen days
A constant refrain, uniform static, white noise
I’m shutting my eyes to the waking aversion of our past
A bitter taste met with your stale, piercing eyes
Skin and bone, hair and nails
Limbs will wear, flesh will tear, and hope will cease
An ode to dear gods of consequence:
I could have just lied there, let my fingertips grace the soil
Let myself sink into the soft earth
I felt the rain pouring down across my face
Eyes red with confusion, head hung from exhaustion
My hands shook and knees buckled under your tremor weight
An ode to dear gods of solace:
Who laughs last, the dead or the dying?
I’m one foot in the grave, with the second to follow
For when I can’t face the mirror, for yawns in the span of years
For when days are their heaviest, for when nights are their darkest
I’ve all the answers to questions I’ve never asked
An ode to dear gods of promise:
This is a fresh breath from tired lungs
A new beat from a weary heart
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Memoriam
08:00
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You’ve tread earth that was never meant to see the likes of your kind
From nothing you flourished, and to nothing you’ll return
Heavy headed with a heart colder than stone
Feel the weight of your remorse pull you down
It drags your feet, it binds your limbs, it clouds your sight
It fills your lungs, it breaks your will
Your faith may run thinner than water
But your blood’s as thick as fucking oil
So don’t tell me the difference between right and wrong
Because while you build monuments to liars and thieves
We’re strung out on what you can call a life
Year of the fear, lifetime of endless fright
The tides are high, and sunrise is near
So close your eyes, and let the water swell around your feeble frame
Feel the emptiness course through your hollow veins
You’ve let too many night slip aimlessly through your hands
From nothing you flourished, and to nothing you’ll return
Swallow your last breath of fucking air
Let go
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