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Psalm of Cancer
04:28
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3AM
Hour 2 of 4 sleepless
The coldest summer in hell
The poison locked inside myself
Alone with god and so helpless
Fire and brimstone pulling at my feet
Demons sing me to sleep
Psalm of cancer
Albatross around my neck
A siren sings songs of my end
The fight in me has died and soon so will I
Through poison and suffering, paw in hand
We’re expiring soon my love
But I beg to take your place
Fire and brimstone pulling at my feet
Demons sing me to sleep
Psalm of cancer
I have no love left in me
But I’m married to the end
There is no god from my mouth to the sky
The poison cares not of faith or denial
There is no god from my mouth to the sky
There’s no sound quite like begging to die
Sitting trial night by night
Please just know that I tried
Sitting trial night by night
Please accept this goodbye
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Afraid & Suffering
10:07
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And time has a cruel way of showing us how fragile we really are
And time has a cruel way of showing our scars
Alone together, then there was one
Your voice; a siren, a threat
Afraid and suffering
Hide in the end
Afraid and suffering
The most unpleasant death
The arms that held you when we had nothing left
Weren’t enough to keep you safe
This is my solemn regret
This will haunt me until I am dead
I watched your last breath leave your mouth
I watched my love leave the earth
And time has a cruel way of showing us how fragile we really are
And time has a cruel way of showing our scars
And time has a cruel way of showing us true isolation
If time has taught us nothing - only pain presses on
Please hold on
Please, I can’t go on
Afraid and suffering
The most unpleasant death
My love
My dear love, goodnight
Please hold on
Please, I can’t go on
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3. |
god Hates Flags
04:41
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Such a proud corpse
With such grace
Far too inept to know shame
We’re locked in here together
Fingers into fists
Fists into our chin
Your hand on the handle
The blade in your neck
Catch the blood before its spent
Your blood and sweat amount to piss and spit
Grinding bone for a taste of it
A hand on your heart
A flag over your face
What a pretty hill to die on
Last gasp of hollow faith
A gun on your hip
No grasp on life
But with god on your side
This war you’re waging has you gagging on boot
Your flag has abandoned you
There won’t be freedom till there’s blood on our hands
Blood in our mouths
Blood in the sand
You will never fill the boots of the soles you lick
You’ve got the red, white, and blues but whose soil is this?
Happiness is assassination
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4. |
Of Might & Failure
04:24
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Piles of gold for the taking
Forced into cages with revolving doors
Acres of skin for cheap experiment
While you dine with violins
Bury your head in shame
Tucked away from your white picketed homes
A monument to coercion
Raw material by way of blood and bone
Cultivated by a pig with gun
Bury your head in shame
“but they deserve to be there” said the lamb seasoned by wolves overlooking the pot
Hand crafted minds with aired fear but haught
The stern arm of the law will be chewed clean off
The richest land with the cheapest labor
Sweat turned to gold for the laziest creatures
Sexual violence - a way of life
Punishment commodified
Bury your head in shame
Damage done is forever
Who will crush the crown?
Who will crush the crown?
Its not enough to live and suffer
If this is what god and man hath made
Then with exact urgency and absolute vengeance
We shall make our way in
Rivers of blood of our fathers
These sins of man must be paid
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Be it the death in my veins
A ticking expiration date
Maybe kissing mortality on the mouth
With my tongue bitten clean off
Your tongue and teeth deliver me
Draw a bath, the refuse I’ll drink
Your eyes reflected back through mine
The haunting of your skin on me
Where love never lived
My home lies in you
When I had nothing left to lose
Tracing lines of your face
Imprinted in me
Shake my bones
Feel your voice run through me
A song to sing is but burnt paper
In the land of gold and honey
But its all I have left to give
The albatross flies on
Given wings when I should have eaten dirt
I swear this was not supposed to happen
Tracing lines of your face
Imprinted in me
Shake my bones
Feel your voice run through me
This could have been a tragedy
Born both sick
Head on the alter
All I crave is the warmth of your bathwater
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6. |
Temple of Wu
04:47
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(Instrumental)
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Blinded by the fool in me
A true lesson in losing
Every second sets the intention
Every second carves your code
Fists full of spite and love
Carve your code
Shoved down and heaving
Bruised but desperately breathing
Blaring numb
Calculating
Shoved aside
Fleeting moments of judgement
Bloody rag shoved in mouth
I’ve gone with
I’ve gone without
Consequences of self
Consequences of self
Consequences of self
The deepest cut
Drag my tongue through broken glass
Fist full of bruised knuckles
Once filled with spite
The hell I brought home was mine
To cause pain or growth
To destroy or rebuild
My tongue is the sword
My tongue is the sword
My tongue is the sword
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