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exile
02:52
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2. |
stardust
02:28
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3. |
nonary (demo)
01:38
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homemade comms
01:59
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grab the satellite with both hands
the cycles spin prophetic tracts
ready your fire, aim, and land
apocalyptic runway track
"flight control?"
a man of confident stance
awaits at daedalus' point
for a black-winged chance
at what he'll seek to destroy
severed appendage suspended
searing hot at the joints
writes the processional index
with an impersonal joy
take the satellite with one hand
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5. |
core terminal
03:58
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6. |
executable
02:57
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empty threats
ice cold veins
this digital wasteland shall be my grave
bound by blood
soldered to the frame
i am the fatal heir to this defuct domain
i am executable
i am disposable
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7. |
overboard
01:42
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8. |
baphomet of luna
03:34
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9. |
true body
03:22
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sophist (demo)
01:35
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i spill my guts out, not for you but for honor
mall ninja shit, do it with a katana
i only had an orange crush
i paint this stroke with my brush
it's yellow at the thought of us
red at the cheeks with pure disgust
as we discussed, as i distrusted
oh baby now i trust it
three years and i just cant shake that feeling
that a knife in my heart would be appealing
no psycho killers in my life, but i'm best friends with strife
did you forget now, the Nicor field behind his house,
how i tried so hard to be your lapdog, staring into your TV eyes?
loved wisdom, loved it then and i love it now
thinking back to that ice cream shop
sitting outside, starting at my phone, theres a gunshot inside
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scarecrow (demo)
01:51
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the white ink bleeds into the black feather casket
a bombshell buried in the schematics of that helpless pile of junk
yeah, the birthmarks didn't get here without a few pay cuts,
but the commissary's comfortable in the ashes in the slums
what, did you really think i forgot all that crap about robin hood you'd been spouting since the bridge collapsed?
those writings are illegible to those it concerns, and as far as i'm concerned they mean nothing.
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12. |
ninth
02:15
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one // the prosopagnosiac
two // his blind demise
three // the deadman's left hand gunman
four // an old set of eyes
five // a knight in shining armor
six // truth, disguised
seven // defected defective disgraced
eight // a sight for sore eyes
nine //
truth had gone
truth had gone
truth had gone
now truth lies in the dark of the sinister hand
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its awfully quiet
im not exactly in first place
im not your problem yet
but i will be if you won't leave a trace
i can't decipher
the words written on the clock face
but it keeps on coming closer
his embrace
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14. |
sleeping in the rain
02:29
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plaguespreader
01:42
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splitting rain, fire your assault,
send your men to the keep
no remorse, infect them all,
your next of kin shall weep
take aim, grab your bow,
fire toward the hoard
die screaming, no way out,
unrecognizable in the morgue
let the infection take over your mind and soul
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16. |
halo of mud
02:36
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17. |
la coupole
03:33
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in the oasis, every second complacent
vomit in the water get the chlorine from the basement
sterilize the walls of its containment
sheltered from the world by a few inches of pavement
you're terrified by a few inches of snow
what're you gonna do when you're stranded in the cold
were you told? fate is a liar
don't be starving for warmth when it throws you to the taiga
check your dregs next time you drink your coffee
memorize the shape then go ahead and call me
for a small fee, ill tell you your future:
if there were any at all, you're gonna wind up in the sewer with the rest of us,
eternal tests of the receipts of our courage and how it was spent
did you spend it well, or were you never really tested?
...
you were never fucking tested.
flexing next to cars at the dealership
what card do you play in the face of the death of a heritage?
hint, it's not the fucking queen of spades
is your ace in the hole in a bottomless pit?
will you fall forever never feeling getting hit?
folding every hand like you've got nothing to lose
'till they forget your death on the news
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18. |
あぶないぜMELODY
02:25
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19. |
bye for now
03:26
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