1. |
Kings
04:52
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Something that never lived
Saw the glide
Still see the benefit of
All my lies
Nothing that ever lived
Saw the glide
Still see the benefit of
All those fires
Fight that wound, scourge the earth
So long, oh bettering
Fight that wound, scourge the earth
I steal the suffering
Just a bit sick
Not a quit
No skies no hell
Wreaked the havoc, where’s the spirit?
Now, let the kings of nothing
Find their home
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2. |
Morph
03:39
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Behold: A change that is never coming
Never coming
Never showing
Never shining
Through
Pinch of the truth;
All flip
Morph to a spirit
A life unblown
Morph to target
Blind
No need, no worry
No pain to carry on
Soon enough gone
Gone for good
This show’s a no show
Morph and evolve to
Futile vermins
Transhuman
Finding them trails
Broken
Morph to a living death of sense
Morph in the mist darkened
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3. |
Float
06:09
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Survive the stare
Balance the mass
Of a distant shore
On a pillar remote
Trying hard to breathe
It’s grief and bliss
Both
Now it’s time to go
Alone I’ll float
Down
Cold blood streaming
Warm heart beating
To the recurring
Crossroads of life
Three feet under
They are all here
Twelve feet over
Crushing border
There’s no feedback
In the constant
Noise that grabs you
By the sinews
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4. |
Wave
04:59
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Bonded in hell
Personally formed
Just wasting time till the void swallows me
Just wasting time till the void swallows you
In a swamp of names
Ended up the same
Just wasting time till the void swallows me
Just wasting time till the void swallows you
I’m dropped down into this ocean
I’ve been dragged, and all will follow
Drowned into the sameness
All days are paint
Boredom so deep
A swamp of names
No sign of waves
Forever staying here
Forever staying here
Just wasting time till the void swallows me
Just wasting time till the void swallows you
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5. |
Heirs
05:59
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A power of creation’s firstborn
From it’s buried sleep
Face the fiend that is the son
Glee hails the many-one
Done. Indeed final
I design, I defile
Belief in heirs of filth: This is the master grid
Well seen the acts: love and dread
Chose the heirs that breached the end
Thrived the ones that sowed the scythe
Lost inside but fears no god
A power of creation
I design
The heirs of filth
I defile
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6. |
Lorem
07:13
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A world staring at the age
Of gibberish
Executing endless strings
Of random bits
Bit low
Sed, Lorem ipsum dolor
Sed, Sit amet - elitr
Conjuring the curved timeline,
Tamed now the test
Meet the grand curse of the trends,
Live the madness
At vero eos duo
Lorem ipsum
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