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Prologue to Sleep
02:24
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Bathe in the soft read glow
swallowing space sometimes.
Home is a warm, dark world.
No need to say this is fine.
Oh, happy to be unknowing of I.
All my bloom!
Safe from no thing and everything.
Static yet fully alive.
Tethered is feeding my whole.
There's no end to these days.
What is it to outgrow a home?
Bathe in the soft read glow
swallowing space sometimes.
Home is a warm, dark world.
No need to say this is fine.
No need to say this is fine.
No need to say this is fine.
No need to say this is fine.
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It's never ending, prize of eyes.
It's never ending, tears for these years.
So, you came to stay.
Then the water washed the land into the sea.
Now there's no one left to blame.
It's too late.
It's too late.
It's too late.
Look at these sounds.
Atomic landscapes are loud!
No punishing bi-pedals over ground.
No keeping it all for themselves.
Dare you lay there wide awake?
There you lay there wide awake.
Hiding fuses next to the Good Book of matches.
End it all with seven slashes!
YOU GOT THE RAIN.
Now hear these sights.
Glacial rising to heights
no Babel construct could compete.
These skies, no keeping it all for the rights.
Dare you lay there wide awake?
There you lay there wide awake.
A suitcase. A key. A chance to start over
and despite of thee stone hearts grow colder.
So you came to stay?
There's no one here to blame.
YOU GOT THE RAIN.
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Supercontinent
05:13
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There's a spark on horizon's edge.
It was bright as the sun
and brought the cold of night.
I float down the valley where you are
trapped in quicksand.
I couldn't lift you up.
There we stood casts half empty.
Spirits enshrouded in dew and dust.
We collapsed into clarity.
We collapsed into a quiet dream.
Maybe one day this death will go away.
They will scream, “their limbs are made by amputees!”
And all will know life is more than a disease.
Black cloak cries isn't a lie.
Maybe someday rivers will carry us away.
Supercontinents die isn't a lie.
Vaporize your memory.
You open your mouth and out fell a bomb.
Cauterized and glowing.
Shut your eyes and stay fastened to a jaw.
Now Helen's got it out for you
and Alexander's hate is coming for you, too.
Kill switch of Ike, lavish death grip on today.
Socialized trigger, lacquered loyalty by the gun.
A song severed at your fingers
bubbling in the brine.
Another life starts just below the stratosphere.
Time your microscope to see the clones.
Now Helen's got it out for you
and Alexander's hate is coming for you, too.
Kill switch of Ike, lavish death grip on today.
Socialized trigger, lacquered loyalty by the gun.
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CrowdControl
02:04
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You prefer the comforts of your bed during the day.
To be the martyr is not in your way.
You travel time...
You travel time...
You travel time the more you sleep.
You lose your life...
You lose your life...
You waste your life the more you sleep.
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The Valley Half Empty
02:53
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The Giant Wolves
06:14
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Them:
As we shadow through these woods
we gather up strewn bodies
and lay them down on stones and pine.
Feel the glow of demise.
Petty pawns are here to serve
our need to greed, lust, terrorize.
You look so tired.
Why not lay on the fire?
Spitting blood.
Teeth embedded in the bone.
Stabilizing souls with our howls alone.
Oh, I always knew that these truths will never change.
Us:
While we play dead,
all the pretty colors that we make.
Eyes they flow red.
I have seen them trampled underneath.
(Survival of the fittest renders
those with bigger claws and fangs,
they rip of doors and roofs and
bury you in a grave of magma.)
Us:
As we travel through these woods
born of parent, raised then torn,
I'll guard this land with face of thorns.
Feel the glow on this cemetery night.
Skeletal prismatic knives shed
spectrolucid crowned ties.
While we play dead
all the pretty colors that we make.
Eyes they flow red.
I have seen them trampled underneath.
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Fathered crimes.
I've been set up.
Guise been burnt up.
All got wise.
No kings.
No castles.
I've been set up.
Punish me. Punish me.
Hey hey hey hey.
Oh oh oh oh.
You give, you give
you give, you give.
Where's my Undertaker?
They throw you out the window.
You beg to Mama,
“Please, give me some compassion!”
But she knows nothing's for free.
They throw you out the window.
You scream to Mama,
“No! Take me with you where you are.
I'm never gonna let go.”
Hey hey hey hey.
Oh oh oh oh.
You give, you give
you give, you give.
Where's my Undertaker?
They throw you out the window.
You beg to Mama,
“Please, give me some compassion now!”
They throw you out the window.
You scream to Mama,
“No! Take me with you where you are
I'm never gonna let go.”
Hey hey hey hey.
Oh oh oh oh.
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My solar flare...
01:54
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...sister twin.
05:07
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Sometimes you win.
Abide the wreath of roses.
Sometimes you live ALONE alone.
Nobody said this life is easy
on the run.
Now and again we need to
lay our bones in the sun.
Nobody said this life is easy;
here and gone.
The secret to this world is that
we grow up, get hurt, move on.
Sister, oh, sister twin,
sadness away.
And with ample warning
the sun brings a new day.
Bury your burdens and nightmares.
Solar flare sister twin rays.
Realities fictional half-fears.
Solar flare sister twin rays.
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I wake, I wake up by Death from my sleep.
A projection of drowning he promises to keep.
Cold. Fingers are icicles.
Oxygen over my skin
rising as I sink.
Seems I slip deeper the harder I try
to keep my self afloat.
Wandering black abyss.
Surface this empty shell.
How is this real, to drift
through time as waste?
Send neurons zapping.
Deceive nervous trials.
He dove in after me.
You held me under.
Soul evaporate.
Panic is fleeting.
I breath, I BREATH F-F-FIRE!
Feel this fire. Feel this fire.
How is this real, to drift
through time as waste?
Send neurons zapping.
Deceive nervous trials.
I, who flows, I cross your wake.
Not a captain but a lonely squire.
Not a captain but a selfish squire.
Not a captain but a vengeful squire.
I, who flows, I cross your wake.
Not a captain. I have no sire.
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12. |
Epilogue to Phases
06:47
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