1. |
Street Dog Eyes
04:05
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Hollow men have come
to feed you their peace
It's so easy to be happy
We die passive,
We die passive,
die passive,
We die passive,
and smile.
Die passive,
Die passive,
Die passive,
and smile.
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Shining street dog eyes
I'll own it them as my own.
This identity (is the blood in me)
Years and years pass,
The pestilence grows
It seems I can't escape
(Inherited disgust;)
On and on it goes
I need a new way,
Peel away the layers
(Mend and realize)
The cycle doesn't end
Unless we seek our truth
Find it in ourselves
(Break away and see)
Transcend the violence;
Sever these ends and walk
Generational (anguish)
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2. |
Dead Rhythm
03:53
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This is a voice
This is a voice
This is a voice
With substance left
This is an act
This is an act
This is an act
Of bliss
Fuck off my flow
Fuck off my flow
I've burned alive for this
Fuck off my flow
Fuck off my flow
I'd suffer again and show you
(Seismic speak)
Into dead rhythm
This is a voice
This is a voice
This is a voice
With substance left
This is an act
This is an act
This is an act
Of bliss
Fuck off my flow
Fuck off my flow
I've burned alive for this
Fuck off my flow
Fuck off my flow
I'd suffer again and show you
(Seismic speak)
Into the dead rhythm
I'm sick of all
these
jaded thoughts
I want to ignite
again
Shatter all
the bane within
Become one with yourself
(This is celebration)
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3. |
Echo World
02:27
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(Breath it in)
the cusp of dying men
(Diluted)
modern misery
(Echo world)
All you wish to hear
(Echo world)
All you wish to see
Regress to savagery,
Tear apart the social veil
(Let the primitive pain flow)
(Let the primitive pain flow)
(Echo world)
All you wish to feel
(Echo world)
All you wish to be
(Echo world)
I'm slowly losing touch,
Cup full of apathy,
Not enough to fill my void
Let the chemical flow
Not enough to fill my void
Not enough to shed my skin
Echo World.
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4. |
Wounds To The Sun
05:50
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Soul turns to sulfur
Recycled pain
takes root
Chewing in
The world
spits out,
A warping
mind.
The barbed thought remains.
Numbed
and drained
Scraping
wall
and
fingerprint
Halving
identity
Again, and
again.
The barbed thought remains.
Ode to
these cold tongues
Ode to
these death wishes
Yet, thirst for life still remains.
Over me washes;
The peach colored sky;
Embraces.
Turning over every stone,
Pulling root from root
I want to be here
Wounds to the sun.
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