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I wonder about time
But I won't mention it
For your sake
And mine
You call me from the bath
I take it as a sign
By the light of tomorrow's sky
Through the fog of.a different time
In the name of a well kept promise
At the stake of a tyrant's demise
I can see who I dreamed I'd be
Into focus I reach
Will you join me to meet who I grew up to be?
I wonder inside
You steal my sentences
And say them
In time
When you read books aloud
I take it as a sign
By the light of tomorrow's sky
Through the fog of.a different time
In the name of a well kept promise
At the stake of a tyrant's demise
I can see who I dreamed I'd be
Into focus I reach
Will you join me to meet who you grew up to be?
Casualties in waves sound just like my name
Tilted like the feral summoned by my tame
Amenable demeanour holding by a wire
Just in the nick of time
By the light of tomorrow's sky
Through the fog of.a different time
In the name of a well kept promise
At the stake of a tyrant's demise
I can see who I dreamed I'd be
Into focus I reach
Will you join me to meet who I grew up to be?
Happiness feels naive
Something too sacred to see
Will you join me to meet who you grew up to be?
Will you join me to meet who I grew up to be?
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As a beauty turns undead
Petrified of last farewell
A decade long spell
Rests above my fatigued shoulders.
Innocence unveiled
under a timeless rock
A dormant serpent
meant to prevent one blossoming.
Growing stronger
like a seed turned to mountain
Overlooking universe
Ruling over dreams.
As a beauty turns undead
Facing all the hard moments
A spell of decades
Lays itself in a somnolent grave.
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the aggrieved has no recourse
his shackles will cause him to drown
no succor, he drags himself
to his cage and there he lays to rest
brace as your reason subsides
recoil from the light in your eyes
violent unexpected
a scarlet starless sky
reel from what stirs in your mind
crimson bright notions that hide
in morbid intellects that
deny erase revile
brace as your reason subsides
recoil from the light in your eyes
funeral mounds
divorced from their tension
our noble intentions
fall on barren grounds
violent unexpected
an idol resurrected
brace as your reason subsides
recoil from the light in your eyes
you struggle to forget
the sorrow you beget
is scarlet crimson red
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MIGHT (DE) - SHRINE
02:50
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ately i’ve been dreaming of crimson water flowing from your dick
how refreshing is anxiety
the grasp you have on me gives me stomach pains
bite the hand that leads you
this is mine
i’ve got blushing bruised knees from kissing you so sweetly
snarling in disdain
how disgusting is anxiety
the grasp you have on me gives me stomach pains
stained steel cutting holes in my pocket
how does it feel to lose your life under neon
dear god dear lord make me strong i implore may the devil have mercy on my soul you see i’m starting to lose control the object of my obsession a release of aggression this
this is my confession i want to be something more than a whore no ambitions but to lie in multiple positions what a dream to be free from me and i want to end my captivity and i will cut the heart off my sleeve an action i won’t grieve and either way it all ends today and i will slice your throat as a sacrifice to me: your slut queen. . .
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kapnas (CAN) - Budrum
06:28
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Horrid king besmirched by blood
Human sacrifice
Parent’s tears, beating drums
Burning of their seed
Lord of the underworld
Minion of man
Worshiped by the holy ones
Faithless where they stand
Black Gehenna calls
Moloch brings to order
Parliament of Pain
War against mankind
Enthralled to worldly masters
Seeking only power
They trade red for green
Have no care for pain
Wanton infliction
Justice in your hands
Children hide in corners
So you feel like a man
Whoring after Moloch
Clutching at your fire stick
Damn the innocent
Lust for power wins
Blame falls on others
No solutions suffice
Mentally ill
Thoroughly catechized
Black Gehenna calls
Moloch brings to order
Parliament of Pain
War against mankind
Shod in costume
Cause “it’s my right”
Meanwhile the innocent
Forever live in fright
Children hide in corners
Crawl under desks
They duck and cover
So that you may flex
Abomination
Newfound king
Sin of a nation
He makes the boom ring
Congress of sorrows
Cannibal dynamo
Blood runs for money
Manless is Moloch
Children wail in fear
Silenced over flame
Human sacrifice
For power but in name
Congress of sorrows
Cannibal dynamo
Blood runs for money
Moloch takes your soul
Black Gehenna calls
Abode of the damned
Sacrifice the nation
War against our clan
Now Gehenna calls
The weak stand to order
Thoroughly enthralled
Brutal rules this land
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It's going to take some time to recover from this mistake. don't reach out don't even fucking bother, Cause we are through
OH
This happens every single time, I want you out of my mind
Leaving this all behind I can't even find the time to think about you.
Just call it quits I bid you adieu
Because... WE ARE THROUGH
WE ARE THROUGH
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Black Birch (SE) - Soil
06:26
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msnthrpic (USA) - Cuts
06:56
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The quiet city gnaws at me
As the last lights dim on the streets
Draped in shadows of those left behind
In active portions of grand designs,
in which we're to die
Designs which birthed fury,
savagery in wounded hearts
Rage of gentle men erupts
As visions of the future
Fall apart
There is no place of healing
It all falls apart
The bodies lie beneath cold sands
The sacrifices have no meaning
Swept away on blood-dimmed tides
One by one, every star
Ripped from the sky
Another sacrifice
Never again
In crumbling, charred-black husks
We lay our heads to rest
Foul and graceless overindulgence
Scatter those that remain
Amidst the sound of carrion birds
Laughing
They said they'd lead us to paradise
But this is no Eden
Amidst the sound of carrion birds
Laughing
Where only violence brings comfort
Ash and debris abound
Amidst the sound of carrion birds
Laughing
They said they'd lead us to paradise
But this is no Eden
There are no angels here
Amidst the sound of carrion birds
Laughing
Their gardens must burn down
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Independent, anti-fascist record label from Northern British Columbia, on Gitxsan Territory.
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