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Damn It All
04:38
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Hard fought to figure what is worse
You try too hard to be my nightmare
And what’s sickening is there was never effort at all
I am waging wars on machines that are my own design
I won’t win
Demon, stay where you belong
Yell out at shadows still recoil
So damn it all
Damn it all
Damn it all
Damn it all
Damn it all
Damn it all
Damn it all to hell
Constantly riding the edge of the coin
The topple ceases and new balance is gained
Shortly robbed with an echo of tireless flight
It teeters back on its whim
Damn it all
Get out of my head
Take your whispers to the wretched grave
The beast won’t commit to silence
Terrifying day of return
Cadence clear a voice without notes
Fall deeper down I will not wait for you
You sit and stay
Damn it all
Damn it all
Damn it all
Damn it all
Damn it all
Damn it all
Damn it all
Damn it all to hell
You’d find some sick, disgusting thrill knowing you’re still on my mind
A seeping vile toxin with power over me
Shut down, reel in revolt— tangible as it was before
Repulsive spawn begone
Damn it all
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2. |
The Saddest Sound
04:32
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When you sleep
There’s a pinching of the nerve
When you wake
You’re outrunning conscious crowds
They speak of mystery
Tones that pierce your atmosphere above
And most assuring now
Dining on flavorless
But when she finds the light at the end
It sang the saddest sound
That soothing rattle curbing the pain
Would find its way
No more friends
They’re exhausted by the thirst
Hidden well
Guarded walls for brief relief
You’ll sing for now
Louder than the capsule in your hand
‘Til what is missing shouts back
Screaming nothing through that wall
But when she finds the light at the end
It sang the saddest sound
That soothing rattle curbing the pain
Would find its way
Don’t leave
I have none other than you
You’re a crafty one
Fool me for trying
Foolish me
For thinking I could be that cure
For me you’d really let me down?
I had no choice
Your friend is not one who speaks back
You’ll feast on naught
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3. |
You Suck
04:16
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Power hungry monster you set my senses full alert all the time
Struggle breaking the piercing gaze, rendering a freezing chill of the spine
Impossible to win, Hard enough to dodge
Keep praying of your vanishing
It sickens one, recite the words, feel the form sink into the gut
Don’t give up, the bastard grows in hunger
Hold the tongue it lashes on another
Anger, spite, revenge amass because there
Can’t be room for you
You suck you reek
Go to taste the ground
Allow your scaled skin writhe in the filth
For once you’ve finally bit the dust
You will know the pain of breaking our backs
You suck, curse you
You are poison to the skin
And if ever there was time to decease
It’s long before the voice of hell
Subject my ears to bile of the swine
There is nothing here for you
What could you possibly want?
It’s hopeless
You aim for the chest
And fire with no hesitation
Every chance encounter with you
Scarred and etched on the seams of the mind
They see it
Not on my own
The resentment laden flames in their eyes
Get a clue
You suck you reek
Go to taste the ground
Allow your scaled skin writhe in the filth
For once you’ve finally bit the dust
You will know the pain of breaking our backs
You suck, curse you
You are poison to the skin
And if ever there was time to decease
It’s long before the voice of hell
Subject my ears to bile of the swine
Can’t hope to let it go
I’ll wait another day
Can’t hope to let it go
I’ll wait another day to see you gone
Repugnant fiend you will not find comfort here
Denial appears to have found your company
What an unsurprising pair
You suck you reek
Go to taste the ground
Allow your scaled skin writhe in the filth
For once you’ve finally bit the dust
You will know the pain of breaking our backs
You suck, curse you
You are poison to the skin
And if ever there was time to decease
It’s long before the voice of hell
Subject my ears to bile of the swine
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Glass
05:06
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Who would wonder
With writing on the wall?
I say it’s nothing
Staring me down
I am made of glass
You’ll tear me from your past
I am made of glass
Break me off your past
Shattered splinters, shards, and fragments of old lives
Opening fresh wounds seating disease
At the end the barrel
Vice exposed to stubborn hands
And they refuse to fire
Sure enough they’re right
Incapably blind
Looking back, I failed
Abstain from the poison
I am made of glass
You’ll tear me from your past
I am made of glass
Break me off your past
Failure
Failure
Failure
Failure
I am made of glass
Tear me from your past
I am made of glass
Break me off your past
Failure
Failure
Failure
Failure
I am made of glass
Break me from your past
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