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Hate
They think they know what I do
In their eyes I’m just a fallen saint
Spiller of blood, destroying love in my wake
I’m only real if you close your eyes
If you fear death more than you fear life
I’m not a man I’m the fucking truth
Bringer of the things that you see not
Bringer of the hopeless ends that you deny
Endless hatred
Buried now by time and pain
Loveless, wasted
Crawling back so you can feel again
No one will hear me in this place
You will call me a mistake
Seen through the dead eyes of the old
Watch the world outside the cold
The cold, abomination, the breath of master’s grief
The cold, abomination, deny me as I breathe
Breathe
I feel nothing, condemned to misery, alone with my own thoughts
I am nothing, a burden on life, a scar unhealed forevermore
Forever scarred
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Clandestine Abuse
06:04
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CLANDESTINE ABUSE
It seems to me, as we grow old, our lines are drawn in the sand
Empty words, tongues of dust, no meaning as our breath is drawn back into the earth
Crippling thoughts that bear our names, hold us firmly in our place
Days that end without hope, as the sun burns our skin away
Bastard seeds, model grief, forever preying on the weak
Dead inside, a holocaust, a place we cannot go
We’ll try to run, it won't matter, life is (endless/fucking/clandestine) abuse
A dying wish, a prayer unheard, for all the burdens to leave us as we fade
No matter now, slow decay, back to the salts from where we came
Hidden hands, hidden hate, that pull us down
In this world, the bodies disappear, and all we keep are the names
Reduced to waste, the scorching Earth, but no one will remember the pain
Bastard seeds, model grief, forever hunting for the weak
Dead inside, a holocaust, a place we cannot go
We’ll try to run, it won't matter, life is (endless/fucking/clandestine) abuse
Abuse
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How can you exist with walls between
Defeatist hopes that hold you down
Outside leads you inside
Build upon your favorite hates
You’re still waiting for nothing
Dead ends are all you can have
Defined by your failures
This is how hell is real
Deleted heartstrings
Beaten down by time and fear
You’re still waiting for nothing
Dead ends are all you can have
A waste of time, a bleeding heart
Bones that break before you breathe
It’s out of hand, no telling now
Concede that this could be
It’s beating me down, it’s tearing me down
No function for lives unlived
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Not Made For Existence
07:21
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Constant silence
No conclusion can be reached
Widowed ambitions
Revered by the hopeless
Mortified
Blood disease unseen
Extrication or will I see the Black Lodge?
Horrified
By things unseen
Tortured
By what I can't be
Resignation
Grasping with phantom limbs
Being is a curse that every man must bleed
Closed skies
Life disease
Extrication or will I see the Black Lodge?
Horrified
By things unseen
Tortured
By what I can't be
Not made for existence
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Sundowner
08:37
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This place will eat us alive
We'll leave with nothing left inside
A fragment of our past mistakes
Realized as we leave it all
No thoughts exist in this world
That can't be denied
It follows us until no hearts beat
World of darkened eyes
We'll sink alone as we suffocate
Destroyed by the agents of sin
The darkness will consume us, we can't win
Pain, hate, bleeding
The only thing that is real to me is hurt
I built this place just for you
So we can share this tomb
Hidden from the lie we tell ourselves
No paths can feed our escape
All of the roads are ablaze
Burning skies the bones are dust
God fails us all
Pain, hate, bleeding
The only thing that is real to me is hurt
Everything is nothing
Built to spill, made to fall apart
Everything is nothing
Tears from the womb, will haunt our days
Everything is nothing
Skies are black, fucked for all time
Go with the fall
Let it take you now
Pain, hate, bleeding
The only thing that is real to me is hurt
Sundown
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Empty Home
06:36
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This time spent in plain and charred room
The walls that bleed no hope
A notebook with words I can't make out
My hand trembles as I write the script
Pictures with bullet holes and missing face
The glass can't reflect what isn't there
I'm not the man that you have known
I'm just a memory that you can't neglect
Slither and hiding to where you cant torture me
The trees and the ghosts are the only that can judge me
A road you have built is still running through abandoned towns
You'd hoped I'd forget but still I can cry out loud
The greying of Earth is the last of the calming sounds
In passing you'll speak my name
Even the sun will learn to regret
In passing you'll speak the name
But even death can't find me here
This is not my home
Empty home
Where no one lives
Slither and hiding to where you cant torture me
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Damnation
06:35
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I moved a mountain of grief
And I carry it with me
I cried as I stared down the sun
And it wouldn't take me
Petitioned God to just make a sound
Because the light can't guide me
My body ached before the storm
As I prepared for a war
Years of decay are now
Realized through unbirth
A cold wind surrounds my sight
Yet I still feel my descent
Numb to things that I once loved
None of it matters now
My body aches before the storm
And I will lose a war
Dead knowing life built on regrets
Fading forgetting as the sun sets in the west
No peace for me now
Existence only memories
No peace for me now
I am lost to the world of man
Still carrying weight
Of untold failures
I wouldn't even know
Where to begin
My burdens will sink me
And you will tie the rope
Dead knowing life built on regrets
Fading forgetting as the sun sets in the west
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The Storm
09:31
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Enemies as we part
No use for this world
The dawn is not here
I'm drawn into the void
I turned my madness into you, and hid in plain sight
The memories can't take away the pain
The storm washes it away
The storm washes us away
The storm will wash us now and take away the pain
Up on the hill the fires still burn
Disgust, your visage is a joke
The image of shit fills the cracks within your face
Your mirrored and pathetic stares, upon your weakness I will feed
Behold as the wolf returns to pass, destroyer of redemption, slaughter of the sheep
No cause no beginning, these words that make me sick, you can choke on them now
I'm coming home
Sinking to the land beyond the graves
No coming back
I will disappear beneath the waves
And up on the hill I can see the heavens burn
Rejoice as the angels tear me down, trumpeting the hate that echoes for all time
Bastards in the flesh that you keep, if man were truly gods you would weep
I'd fall to my knees but I'll worship no slime
As the clouds part and the rain begins to fall, I will sink alone
You do it to your own kind, where your children cannot see
You do it because you hate, you're no better than us
You hide the failures you've made, channeled through abuse
Your ship can sink like ours, the eons will be your noose, you lose
I'm coming home
Sinking to the land beyond the graves
No coming back
I will disappear beneath the waves
You do it to your own kind, where your children cannot see
You do it because you hate, you're no better than us
You hide the failures you've made, channeled through abuse
Your ship can sink like ours, the eons will be your noose, you lose
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