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Blind
Wet and trembling
Blood and soil
Born gasping for air
Clawing
ripping nails
Pulling further
From despair
Yearning
Aching
Everlasting want
For the warmth
For something beyond
the squalid womb
That we call home
Wasting breath,
courting death
For nothing in return
Our winter skin is craving more
For anything beyond
the callous touch of night
We are still crawling towards the light
Twisting
Toward the shine
Contorting
To survive
Bending our bodies
Just to be a little more alive
Creatures of an
Indifferent creator
Making our way from the deep
Praying for color
To wake us from
Our monochrome sleep
Wasting breath,
courting death
For nothing in return
Our winter skin is craving more
For anything beyond
the callous touch of night
We are still crawling towards the light
Blind
Wet and trembling
Blood and soil
Still gasping for air
Clawing
ripping nails
Seeking shelter
From despair
Creatures of an
Indifferent creator
Orphans of dirt
Praying for color
To wake us up
to lead us home
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2. |
Lesser Blood
04:31
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Trying to balance
on the shoulders beneath my feet
Empty my throat
Shamble in circles,
step out of my skin, then retreat
I am dragged
By lecherous phantom hands
No resistance
No point in fighting, no use in digging in
So on I go,
All the charm of a nerve exposed
Oh be still my heart
That’s pumping this lesser blood
So unworth it
Captive of movement
Too late to slow it down
I’m devolving
From nothing to relic to dust
Primitive love
A skeletal warning
A temple of bile and rust
Archaic tongue
Missives in a language long dead
Useless mouth
Driveling, aimless
Teeth dug into the past
But on I go,
All the charm of a nerve exposed
On I go,
A useless projectile, a stone from a bow
On I go,
And where I’ll end up, there’s no way to know
On I go,
Forward in flux, onward alone
Oh be still my heart
That’s pumping this lesser blood
So unworth it
Captive of movement
Too late to slow it down
Oh be still my heart
That’s wasting this space in my chest
So relentless
Merciless movement
Too late to stop it now
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3. |
Ritual
05:01
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Watching
By moonlight, I will find you
Dancing through branches
Searching for shadows
Cloaked in nothing but smoke
Let me be the crux of all
Your darkest thoughts
Let me be the quiet words
To your heathen gods
Pour me into the black
Wear my bones around your neck
Smear me on your bare limbs
Open up Hell and throw me in
Let me be the crux of all
Your darkest thoughts
Let me be the quiet prayers
To your heathen gods
We are made new
Beneath the stars, beneath the moon
Through black trees
and crumbling leaves
I will follow you
To have what I’ve always wanted
To love something haunted
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4. |
Ghouls
03:14
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Animal smile,
Lurid and luring, I’ll stay for a while
Animal style,
Give birth in the dirt
To a bastard too vile to live
we raise as our own
What should have died in the crib
We should have known
Eat or be eaten, the offspring has chosen
We thought we knew
what it wanted
Go forth
We let our pestilence spread
Believe
In all the things that it said
Go forth
It speaks, it lies like the dead
Believe,
We’re fucked when it hasn’t been fed
Animal pride,
Pretend we’re alone
but submit to the hive
Fall for the smile,
Assume we’re immune
To animal guile
We want something sick
To inherit the Earth
Ghouls beget ghouls
Replace ourselves
With something worse
We thought we’d be safe
If we gave it what it wanted
A verdant home
With virgin soil
A mountain of bodies
That never spoil
The young of our rivals
Our siblings, our kin
But still it is hungry
And still we give in
Go forth
We let our pestilence spread
Believe
In all the things that it said
Go forth
It speaks, it lies like the dead
Believe,
We’re fucked when it hasn’t been fed
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5. |
Inherent Vice
05:18
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Looking for love
to bury alive
A beating heart
A drum that can’t keep time
Hollow me out just to survive, I’m
a host in search of a parasite
Old skin
Won’t shed
A crooked body
The place we make our bed
Old haunts
Run red
Something lurks
That wants us to be dead
We’ve become noxious
I will destroy us
Erase from the Earth
The things we used to be
But your specter, it follows
your shadow’s following me
Undone by design
A busted hand
The way we measure time
Not everything is meant to die
But some things aren’t built to survive
Our past
Unknown
Try to hide the broken bones
Our past
Disowned
You know I don’t believe in ghosts
We’ve become noxious
I will destroy us
Erase from the Earth
The things we used to be
But your specter, it follows
your shadow’s following me
Not everything is meant to die
But some things aren’t built to survive
Old wounds
Made new
A thousand cuts
We can’t see who cut who
Old skin
Won’t shed
Helpless as the rotting spreads
Our past
Unknown
Try to hide the broken bones
Our past
Disowned
You know I don’t believe in ghosts
We’ve become noxious
I will destroy us
Erase from the Earth
The things we used to be
But your shadow’s following me
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6. |
Bonfire Eternal
07:27
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Here we lay
At the bottom
Staring with starving eyes
Writhe and reach
For familiar flesh
An orgy of compromise
Fighting for scraps
in the gutter of time
And putting on royal airs
Voices incessant
Lulling us down
We’re willfully unaware
A stasis we now adore
A void from which we cannot return
A truth we can no longer ignore:
Everything burns
Here we make
Our new home
As entropy closes in
Try to reach
Back into the past
Destroying ourselves over and over again
Time
A wheel
Revolving
Unresolved
We have failed
To adapt
To evolve
We’re idiot rats
who won’t flee the ship
Disbelieve that it’s going down
Pretend that it’s what we wanted
Pretend that we don’t deserve to drown
A stasis we now adore
A void from which we cannot return
A truth we can no longer ignore:
Everything burns
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