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The end had been with you long before you accepted it
Before the earth shook incessantly
Before a pillar of fire rose out of the sea
An ominous sickness of thought spread among
you
Long before any of these things came to be
The warning signs were always there
But you diverted your eyes
Thinking a lack of comprehension would save you
You were smothering yourselves in a safety blanket
That wasn't even fireproof
This path is a bloodbath
A non-ontological nightmare of fever vignettes
Every documented hauntology
Burned into the mind
Like cigarettes on a gray matter ashtray
And the coffee ran out weeks ago
God help you all.
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There was only a voice.
04:14
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Witch trial bonfire hellfire hot
Hands holding what time forgot
Righteous pyre pious choir
Live for the river, don't quiver in forethought
Better set sail
I'm sick of wading/waiting in the dark
We're not special
But we're not worthless
And you look beautiful in the fires that you start
Better set sail
I bet we could build a better ark/arc
We got lost, but it was worth it
And you look luminous in this disaster
So where's your laughter now
Go away
I used the word "slut" with blood on my tongue
Puff puff puff, pass out
Please record my next black out
Better set sail
I'm sick of wading/waiting in the dark
We're not special
But we're not worthless
And you look beautiful in the fires that you start
Better set sail
I bet we could build a better ark/arc
We got lost, but it was worth it
And you look luminous in this disaster
So where's your laughter now
I'm tired of anger suffocating a sad heart
That wants to love the world
But this hot blood hits like a coke rush
Fuck
Hey! I'm friends with all your ghosts
The phantoms no-one knows
Devouring your screams
I now assume my role as host
I've been holding on too long
To the weight of all these wrongs
Love can die and bridges burn
But what festers inside churns
Quiet chaos
Our last fight
Things felt different
No one tried
Cry by the river
It's not coming back
Cold to the touch
Fare thee well, Golden axe
Better set sail
I'm sick of wading/waiting in the dark
We're not special
But we're not worthless
And you look beautiful in the fires that you start
Better set sail
I bet we could build a better ark/arc
We got lost, but it was worth it
And you look luminous in this disaster
So where's your laughter
Set sail
I'm sick of wading/waiting in the dark
We're not special
But we're not worthless
And you look beautiful in the fires that you start
Better set sail
I bet we could build a better ark/arc
We got lost, but it was worth it
And you look luminous in this disaster
So where's your laughter now
Witch trial
Bonfire
Hellfire hot
Righteous
Pyre
Pious choir
Waste away
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An omen's been over me all week
Thieves in the night poised outside creep
Storm clouds gather; thunder bears fangs from the deep
Writing's on the wall, but I just sleep
It's like a bullet on the tip of your tongue
It tastes so bitter, let it simmer,
But there's nowhere to run
It's like the lead you can't pick out of your gums
Just pull the trigger, it's so bitter, pull the-
It's like I hold the trigger
Down enough for you to consider
I could never tell the trigger
Felt the weight of my finger
And when I pull the trigger
I hope you reconsider
I could never tell the trigger
Felt the weight of my finger
An omen's been over me my whole life
Rife with bad signs spells the end of times
Fault lines being clarified dont bring peace of mind
Steady tweakin' to coast
The weakened state of mine [weekend state of mind]
And the worst thing I could think of doing
Is tying your heart to mine
Dying in your open arms to bring you
Back a thousand times
It's like a bullet on the tip of your tongue
It tastes so bitter, let it simmer,
But there's nowhere to run
It's like the lead you can't pick out of your gums
Just pull the trigger, it's so bitter, pull the
Trigger!
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Viciously cresting through breaks in the wave
Gnashing of teeth forcing foam from my face
Nascent awareness that's thrashing in sleep
Prescient anxiety suicide leanings are bleak
I'm reaching out a hand
That won't grasp in time
This is no man's land
But I'm no man
I'm slime with a wingspan
I can feel again
And I'm more than what I've been
Trauma is an object in
Motion
If your skin aint purple
The gospel ain't verbal
Dragging myself through the mud
Sticks skin stone bones
Drawing blood til I'm paste on the pavement
Or ground to fine dust for the good Lord to snort
A gram in the hand
Is white as a lamb
It all goes hand in hand in hand
I can feel again
What I could not feel back then
Trauma is an object in
Motion
Unstoppable force
Like fungal spores
Of human nature
Crawl to my feet but I freeze
Incarnate dead sea relief
Attrition drowns leitmotifs
I eat the ash out of grief
Love as a memory
Can it come back to me?
Rain in a river bed
Past is dried I dread
I can feel again
What I could not feel back then
Trauma is an object in
Motion
Unstoppable force
Like fungal spores
Of human nature
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5. |
Budokai
03:29
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I wanna sink my teeth
In the mold of routine
Let it bend and fold until it fits me
I try to catch that ghost
Feel its coldness in my arms
On a bed of good intentions
Beneath a tapestry of scars
Are you haunted by the memory
Of everyone I used to be
I'm picking at my skin and
I can't concentrate
I thought I'd found myself
But I don't recognize my face
Chemical lobotomies
And do-it-yourself dopamine
These pills I take won't take me
What's this rush
Is this love or something more
Super powered detox pores
Sweat that shit out, poison stored
No pain, no gain, no more
Can't shake this fate
Gotta break the gait in your wake
Mourning like an earthquake
Are you haunted by the memory
Of everyone I used to be
I'm picking at my skin and
I can't concentrate
I thought I'd found myself
But I don't recognize my face
Chemical lobotomies
And do-it-yourself dopamine
These pills I take won't take me
Let's get it on!
I'm picking at my skin and
I can't concentrate
I thought I'd found myself
But I don't recognize my face
Chemical lobotomies
And do-it-yourself dopamine
These pills I take won't take me
We can break this mutual disease
We can lift this curse
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Vox - Rax Manpage
Vox/Guitar - Gwen Monk
Guitar - Brad
Hundley
Bass - Keith Browning
Drums - Zack Truesdale
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founded by Rax Manpage, Jarrod Atkins, and Jordan Atkins
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