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Vagabond
03:11
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"Relief comes only in death"
Repeats in my head and its getting louder.
Assure me I'll be alright.
I'm sure I'll prove you all wrong.
Mankind is a plague of the world.
I've failed here to do my part.
With every sunrise. The future grows dark and still.
Lost, and in every direction.. loss and propaganda.
As the end of all things looms.
I welcome it.
So I'll say my farewells
So I'll say my farewells
We won't meet again, ever.
So I'll say my farewells.
Change comes with time.
One thing certain in life is death.
Change.
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2. |
Solace
02:39
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Don't believe their lies. We evolved for the flies. Set your sights neath the sky.
We weren't forsaken. How could we be? There was no one to leave.
Abominations press carving a path. Soulless each as bleak as the last. This state of the world is ours to blame and ours alone.
How can you look me in the face and mention God?
God failed us.
Look. Is this realm that we perceive.. is this it?
"Father"
We used to speak on countless nights until I realized that your voice was just my echo bouncing off the ceiling.
The day I realized that and never got a response back I knew that you were gone somewhere - dead, asleep or hiding..
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Petrichor
02:13
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Yes we - we bear lifelong regrets.
Just know all that you said
In those morose moments
is still just what you meant, love.
Guided by mistakes we've paved this way.
Teeth grit in contempt and
My breath recollects in each step I take. Farther away. I've never felt such comfort in mere distance.
Yes we - we bear lifelong regrets.
Just know all that you said
In those morose moments
is just what you meant, love.
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4. |
Sycophant
03:23
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All men shall rise and fall in the passing of time. Where will you stand when deaths hand comes forth?
Will you wallow in the guilt built within yourself or will you smile at the fact that your job here's done? Now you may rest your head for eternity in peace.
Mediocrity flows deep within your veins and the fact is that if you were to die today, you'd be a fool if you thought just for a second that your name lives on past you.
You've been so worthless in this brief time where pain is fleeting. As is the memories of you. The last mentions of your name will be held in disdain. In those bitter breaths you are forgotten.
You are a parasite feeding off of better lives. Sapping from anyone who cared.
You deserve no peace, no rest, just pain.
Putrid soul, so pitiful.
Hell has made room for you..
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Forlorn
03:16
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With stretched arms we grasp for meaning. Instead we have more questions than which began. Place the blame on mankind's weakness, though ponder. Increase time and you shall see all theses things fall in place.
Makeshift spaceship guide us unto the heavens, devoid all impressions.
With stretched arms we grasp for meaning. Instead we have more questions than which began. Place the blame on mankind's weakness, though ponder. Increase time and you shall see all theses things fall in place.
This. This is meaningless.
You don't understand. You'll never understand. You have no control.
We never did we never will.
We're on our own.
Were all alone.
Seek. your own path.
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6. |
Squalor
03:55
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We call this wasteland home.
Seasons veiled in ever present smog.
Societies sewer.
Each rat and insect has its place.
As above, so below.
And every soul that dwells down here creates waste.
We're free so long as we remain within our cage.
I have dreamt of
What lies beyond
The lorn cement.
It's no different.
Baptized in an ocean of filth.
Destined to wither, stupid and starving.
Prayer and plea fall on deaf ears.
Breeding in squalor, feeding the problem.
Oh. Murder merely to exist.
Look back at bridges burned.
Full of the enemy.
Though when the fire smolders.
We've gained no distance. Still,
through the mire we press on.
Blindly
I have dreamt of
What lies beyond
The lorn cement.
It's no different.
Baptized in an ocean of filth.
Destined to wither, stupid and starving.
Prayer and plea fall on deaf ears.
Breeding in squalor, feeding the problem.
Destined to wither, stupid and starving.
Help.
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7. |
Misfortune
02:50
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I stand here before you. Merely a man.
Broken like the promises that set the tone for who I am.
I've been lost since lord knows when.
In my palms lay a fortune I've attempted to totally change.
Just at my fingertips. Though out of reach.
And in the end. I've only made things worse.
Speaking with echos.
We felt loneliness in a room we were both in
I stand here before you. Merely a man.
Broken like the promises that set the tone for who I am.
I've been lost since lord knows when.
So serine; the feeling of this endless waltz.
Every breath a regret of just waking up.
Sorry my friends, I'm a failure.
Flawed by design, planned in whispers.
Set in my ways, I shall fester.
I stand here before you. Merely a man.
Broken like the promises that set the tone for who I am.
I've been lost since lord knows when.
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