1. |
The Within
03:59
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Deliver her to a simple room
Forrage for a few ideals
Forgive her indescisiveness
Not I in the fireplace
Keeping secret her
Embers Fade and listen
Keeping secret her
Embers fade and listen
Tense the muscles freeing sadness
Clutch at blossom in the basement
Forgive her drifting on a
Whisping through the bars
Keeping secret her
Sunlight out of reach
Keeping Secret Her
sunlight out of reach
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2. |
Echidna
03:54
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3. |
Burn You
04:27
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Your heart is broken and the girl is gone
You're on your knees the healing feels too long
She is away and again in bliss
You're left longing for a new kiss
The heartbreak is a killer
Hard to find that new filler
This will be over soon
Let it run its course
You deserve a better someone
Chin up
Stand up
Fight this
Escape this pain
You will find joy again, don't be afraid
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4. |
Noble
03:12
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I was haunted by your memory
I watched over you like an angel
What we had was so very special
You gave in to your own pain
Now it's all over I see you now
Embracing downward paths
I'm not going with you
To your chosen destination
You and I were in love; the feeling from above
I thought never ending became never mending
Rebounding your way through when all I did was love you
You're and insecure girl - one day I'll find you in a curl
I was noble to you
You don't deserve me
What you have become
You chose to be this
This is me standing before you
Living my life making the best of it
This is you standing before me
A complete mess you chose to be
(Just to be with someone else)
I felt some regret, there is some pain left yet
But that's all in the past, I'm now free at last
We're different in mind, this is what you'll find
I told you to fight with all your might
You are now in the past and you didn't last
We're different in mind, in you rebounder I find
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5. |
I Hate Her
03:08
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Why does it hurt so much to hear her voice?
Why does she never give me a choice?
How could I have such murderous thoughts?
How could I wish that my life was short?
And it's cold where I stand,
In fact it's bloody freezing as you stand near.
The air around me moves away,
It's stopping me from having to say.
I love you, I hate you.
I love you, I hate you.
Didn't you know?
I thought you knew.
That my love for you soon grew.
And now here I am.
And there you are.
We've made up. I love her.
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6. |
35 Footsteps Black
06:29
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I'm at the start of this corridor,
It's pure, clear,
You're walking right beside me,
Your distance is near.
I've got until we reach the end, to send you how I feel.
But you're not even listening,
You're walking faster and faster,
My blood runs colder harder,
My fate awaits your ears.
But you don't even pretend to care,
As my image trembles and imagines you near,
As I tell you so soft,
I'm going to die, without you,
I'll be dead,
Without you.
The idea seems to excite you.
And now you're gone,
Down the stairs,
Can't follow you there,
To that crazy open space.
I turn, eyes wild down the corridor...
I see my 35 footsteps black,
Where my feet burned in futility,
Eternal monument,
To my stupid faithful heart.
There's only my marks there,
You, have left no trace,
Your shoes had soles of innocence,
Denying all liability,
But they lie, unlike yourself.
The corrdior now exists only in my mind,
The footsteps a myth,
Your absence so real,
Your drifting outline I hold to me,
Wishing I could feel it, so warm, but this air is so cold.
Shall I shout a last I love you?
Make you laugh louder, make you burn darker, make you rise lower.
How can I save you?
But I know where you went to get like this. I know what was done,
how he tore you apart, softly.
I hate myself for not being able to save you,
Look at you then.
Look at you now.
A difference of 2000 lost emotions, and one gained, so hard.
Your eyes shine inward to the night,
Ahhhh, I was there the night you fell in your own absence...
I couldn't stop him, the faultless urban prince.
It's all my fault... you're my blameless guilty one.
And I love you.
Burn in my mind,
35 times,
Never look down there again,
Never feel,
Those 35 footsteps black.
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7. |
Fighters
05:13
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Locked by a feeling for a cabonite force
Shocked by another singing heroine cause
Flown in by ordnance bringing halogen light
Passed in the corridor, wrapped in silver string gause
Force fed beauty is the screw in my throat
Slashing round tokens of her eponymous heart
Colliding with a speading highway and audience laughs
Passed in the corridor I clung to her throat
Here's to the fighters of the lost game
Reducing her to marble, so many tears
Iron fingers entwining hated eyes
Plunging to the rhythm of exploded hearts
There isn't a card to play when resonance stings
Just sit back and stir up hooks to catch something
Shocked by a feeling for a dissident girl
Clasping onto reasons for another blanket hole
A well time favour resolved to reach out and kill
A single touch of heartache breaks a rock out in the sea
Flicking dust away from forest compliant and fast
This muggy frost is numbing at last she can sleep
Here's to the fighters of the lost game
Reducing her to marble, so many tears
Iron fingers entwining hated eyes
Plunging to the rhythm of exploded hearts
Takes what she will, reckless abandon she laughs
Twisting the reception carries her spirit away
Folding the reflection mars such an elegant hate
Locked by embodied beauty sheering nerves apart
Tells you the wrong problems to save you
Wonder when she shines, engulfed in interference
Like a knife cut off consistent in hope
Reduced to a misty guilt
callousness so clean
Here's to the fighters of the lost game
Reducing her to marble, so many tears
Iron fingers entwining hated eyes
Plunging to the rhythm of exploded hearts
La la la la la la la...
Here's to the fighters
Reducing her to marble
Iron fingers
Pluging to the rhythm
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8. |
Start of War
03:28
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Start of war and we're all fighting
Start of war and they're all frightened
We're gonna rip up this city piece by piece
We're just gonna blow it up whatever it is
We don't care about the innocents
We don't care at all
We don't care about the consequence
We don't care at all
We didn't get exactly what we wanted
So we trashed and burned and now they're dead
Now we've extended our border on the map
A nice new line drawn there in black
We don't care about the innocents
We don't care at all
We don't care about the consequence
We don't care at all
So we've fought and killed and occupied
We've been victorius and many have died
So now we own this land, over it we rule
But all that's left is just a pile of rubble
We didn't care about the innocents
We didn't care at all
We didn't care about the consequence
We didn't care at all
We killed all those without a defence
Just to get our goal
We died and killed without any sense
Just to rule some rubble
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9. |
Unforgotten
02:23
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It's just your face again.
Staring back once more.
No happiness just pain.
Nothing left, right or, anyway you think.
We plummet into this.
The void surrounds.
Into this we sink.
Running through, burning round.
Howling now, main time ground.
So cold now, lost.
Caustic abraision, just one the holocaust.
Lick my wounds, heal me now.
Please, my wounds.
Heal... Now.
Cherish the moment, it lasts not long.
Something, once there, now is gone.
The time now, just go.
Go now, leave this once beautiful.
Go, leave this once beautiful.
Just go.
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10. |
Drop Dead
03:38
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Clasping his head to stop the shakes
Sitting in the dark playing with his hates
Sitting on his bed hoping all is lost
Rocking back and forth holding onto his cross
He can drag Yahweh to the gallows
He can start time never sleep
It's not like he can
Drop dead
Vast expanse of time stretched out ahead
He cannot expire they've been misled
Laughing as the bullets rip through again
Grinning at the girls grinning at his game
He can drag Yahweh to his cross
He can start time never sleep
It's not like he can
Drop dead
If immortal deity he must be
He will spend his time irreverently
Indulging in sin enjoying every vice
Jumping straight in never thinking twice
He can drag Yahweh to his knees
He can start time never sleep
It's not like he can
Drop dead
Oh now can you see
What it means to be
Almighty
He can drop Yahweh to his knees
He can start time never sleep
It's not like he can
Drop dead
Existing outside time and outside space
No more will an age not know his face
Thinking it's funny now what can be wrong
Somehow all eternity isn't as long
He can drag Yahweh to the gallows
He can start time never sleep
It's not like he can
Drop dead
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11. |
Feral Nihilist (Soft)
03:19
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Drowning in waves of childish pain
Left inside the fury
Speaking in language unknown
Sensing the futility
Halted and softly clasping childish ways
Saving the tension
Unleashing the wirey limbs
Scratching for some memory
Remember the single fool's anatomy
A teacher follows
Handle so carefully with
those lost shallows
Sitting watching those fragments
From the outside from the eye
Without your punishment I'm
wishing, hunting for you
Painting an ornament for ornaments sake,
Losing a twice fortunate face
Again a bafflement, again it burns
Lost lost forever lost
Loving his shot
he cut the truth
his misinformation so much like abuse
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12. |
My Female Friend
02:40
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I can't see a thing
Thanks to your torture
Just sit and wear that thing
That I bought you
Tell me soft and firm
Do you like goodbyes?
Because I can leave when you start to cry
And I'll shut my mouth
I'll shut my eyes
So you can tell me of fear
Without fear of demise
But I can't stop now
Can't stop the flood
I can't save you, even if I could
It's you, my female friend
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13. |
Last Rites
02:20
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She lies to herself
I get caught up
Tangled web she weaves
No more pleasure from this
This shaky bridge
We lie on
I wish I could just ones
Kiss those lips of dark white clouds
I'll see them no more
When
When I'm no longer
When my heart dies
Last Rites...
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14. |
Feral Nihilist (Hard)
03:36
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Drowning in waves of childish pain
Left inside the fury
Speaking in language unknown
Sensing the futility
Loving his shot he cut the truth
His misinformation so much like abuse
Halted and softly clasping childish ways
Saving the tension
Unleashing the wirey limbs
Scratching for some memory
Loving his shot he cut the truth
His misinformation so much like abuse
Remember the single fool's anatomy
A teacher follows
Handle so carefully with
those lost shallows
Loving his shot he cut the truth
His misinformation so much like abuse
Sitting watching those fragments
From the outside from the eye
Without your punishment I'm
wishing, hunting for you
Loving his shot he cut the truth
His misinformation so much like abuse
Painting an ornament for ornaments sake,
Losing a twice fortunate face
Again a bafflement, again it burns
Lost lost forever
Forever lost
Loving his shot he cut the truth
His misinformation so much like abuse
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