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I don’t want you to die
I know how hard it is to cry
the passion seems to fade
when the air begins to dry, I just
hope the world forgives everything I think is right
what I want to be, I’ll be in the end
I think I much prefer a chance to pretend
here we learn a lesson in the travels of the wind
nothing beats the fiery caresses of sin
I can’t learn anything, but placidity is nice when you stop talking to me like it all really matters that much to you
give me a kiss and forget the world
tomorrow looks like shivers making love with your girl
you can hope for the pain to die, and
dream of a clearer sky, but
everything up ahead is fading
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incomplete drifting dream lands, petrified and melancholy
hide away, scorn the settled dust and bother me, oh bother me
incomplete drifting dream lands, petrified and melancholy
hide away, scorn the settled dust and bother me, oh bother me
incomplete drifting dream lands, petrified and melancholy
hide away, scorn the settled dust and bother me, oh bother me
incomplete drifting dream lands, petrified and melancholy
hide away, scorn the settled dust and bother me, oh bother me
tomorrow is almost here, so let’s become nothing again....
sacred and estranged, cycles of the rain
winged cataclysms and a droplet for our pain
I don’t want you to cry
I know how hard it is to die, they
wonder where it came from, and they
tell me that it's gone
I can't be the one to tell you everything is wrong
I don’t want you to cry
but you sound so sweet with something in your eyes
I’ll learn to love whatever just so I can die whenever
pasteurized, a plowed field of lies begins to sing along
I don’t want you to cry
but there's something in your voice, there's just
nothing in goodbye
but there's
nothing anymore, lord there's
nothing anymore
please be careful with your words
they're the only thing I love
I don’t want you anymore
scream all of your words to the skeletons of shores, every
dream you ever had, every
kiss I can't recall, terror
reigns over everything, and everything is you
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crown shyness
08:14
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Standing outside your door I thought about how in ten years you will be able to do anything, but of course that is just a lie we tell each other. You can't do anything. I can't do anything.
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nasty synapses
06:21
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Listen to the mark
Tune into my face
Can you read my mind
Just read my mind
(Please please please please)
Just read my mind
Tune into my face
If you’re making room for love (Do I have your attention now?)
are you truly thinking straight (Just what I want to be, I'll be)
Does it gel like this (Clinging to a stringy mess of sin)
or can you read a mind (I hope you re-exist in peace)
Can I take what what I need (How does all my fear go numb?)
To truly feel alone (While my love deconstructs)
can you take it off my face, or do i have to spill (Why am I not thinking straight?)
and bathe in in this aftermath, a nasty synapse (I can't have everything)
Can you set this spirit straight
and give me what I need
Just set my thinking straight
or let these synapses break my soul in two
Can you leave me alone? (Leave me alone)
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sugar and opium
09:26
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bastard property
10:03
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Run, oh run, like you're trying not to slip on your own words
Lilacs and cryptids, hot fur and orchids
too much to ask for, not enough to live for, even less to die for
Forget the "g" it stands for faggot (there's weed in our apples and seeds in our children!)
(I saw god and jesus and 10,000 pictures yesterday!)
Just what you want to be, you will be in the end
We'll hang you from your rosary
And, we'll disembowel your vowels and make your children watch
The only thing you carry is the world you created, soon to collapse and choke you with debris
Festering bodies, lining your hallways
God never learns, he's a pitiful talker
God damn your blights, your spits and stories
God damn your blights, your spits and stories
Draped in delicate flesh-eating prions
Here approaches Daughter Zion
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industrial sugar / ruby
08:17
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under this animal skin, I wait for the stars to deflate
ROUND AND ROUND, THE RED MOON GLOWS, SWEEP THE SKY FOR ALL TO SEE, DON'T FORGET TO WATER THE FLOWERS FOR ME, 'CUZ WHEN YOU TURN THE CORNER YOU STEAL THE SUN BLIND, RUBY ON THE FERRIS WHEEL JUST LEAVE 'EM ALL BEHIND.
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versions of a sacred plea
tear the walls of history
my heart finds the word of god
in the trembles of facade
hate deforms the pleiades
fear disguised is my disease
echoes dream of foreign trance
understood by foreign hands
waves bleed to a nearby sea
with them does my love decree
passion dies with decency
passion dies with decency
my heart finds the word of god
scrawled onto my own facade
join me in a sacred dance
just before the world recants
join me in some sacred chants
just before our day advances
join me in solemnity
avians begin to sing
terror finds reality
just before you say to me
there we end on sophistry
dream again, don’t think of me
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8. |
PRISON Tea
05:20
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9. |
HATE AND FEAR BORE DEATH
38:36
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By the time he figured out what was going on, his throat was clogged with a turquoise smoke, a fire raged on two dimensions to the east, and he felt every drip of heat on his skin. "Consider the world over," spoke a saint donning a leather mask. Wolves surrounded them, unimpressed. The man couldn't speak, the smoke was crowding his veins like some bloody discourse. Two blinks later, he was flickering in a labyrinth garden, being washed away by a stream of nothingness.
Under a dreary gazebo, the two creatures locked eyes and met lips, claws grappling with fear and remorse. The mist around them cried in silence, and echoed in a spiral. Arms wrapped and eyes heavy, they don't know where to go from here. They hardly remember why they're there in the first place. This is all they wanted, but neither can just walk away now. A washed crackle of drowsy resonances rose from the soil and into the clouds that surrounded them.
Fade away in cursory beams
Tear my reality by its seams
Let me drown in aviary dreams
Where winged cataclysms learn how to breathe
Algorithms dance atop the burnt pines
You will become the god you never could find
All drenched in time
You will become the god you never could find
Love is not lost, but I'm not waiting for it either
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