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Spleen
05:21
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SPLEEN // if you someday | congratulate the bleeding | hope things stray | and the paragons are leaving | hear them call | the march is on | i found you near these shores | the stranded kept singing | every bond we learned to ignore | i'm breaking | i'm breaking | we're branded | we're sinking | i'm breaking | i'm breaking | so profound these times | the final sproutings | look how they slaughtered her | just to prove that nothing saved her | if you someday | congratulate the bleeding | hope things stray | and the paragons are leaving | i took you home back to your swamp | and brought black sheets a million ones | it made your eyes burn | it made your eyes burn
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Pawns
04:57
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PAWNS // tear me asunder | tear me asunder and we won't part | your eyes filled with wonder | what do you think i'm up to now | i wanted your horizons | but there will be no more dawning | so place us in and set forth | erase the prints on the floor | the mess we're in we adore | for now | the feet i am under | the feet i am under keep me warm | your eyes filled with wonder | what do you think i'm up to now | shooting litmus in my veins | just like the ones who didn't know that it was all in vain | so place us in and set forth | erase the prints on the floor | the mess we're in we adore | for now | what are you holding in your hands | your tiny golden hands | let me just have one short glance | it's nothing anyway | so place us in and set forth | erase the prints on the floor | the mess we're in we adore | for now
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Tremulant
06:22
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TREMULANT // trembling | like flowers in the wind | like messiahs preaching sin | i guess i'm not the only one | holding on to bleaching visions | i hate it but i have to say | that you're the only one | the only one | in my visions where nobody else has been | flying | like birds above the sea | like the shadows of the trees | i guess i'm not the only one | holding on to bleaching visions | i hate it but i have to say | that you're the only one | the only one | in my visions where nobody else has been
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Feed The Cuts
05:11
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FEED THE CUTS // borderlines of cuspids shine | spread the word i think it's time | i'll build myself a piece of mind | to watch it growing | the soil within that bore our kin | now home to many struggling | is now about to shed its skin | and leave us craving | tell'em i, tell'em i | never tried to realize | I swear it died | i swear it died | please take me over | that worn out meat tastes so sweet | i guess it's in the recipe | why'd you keep that pair of beaks | to watch them growing | think we'll meet again | when this' all over | but i know | we're going nowhere | and when you slip through | you just die | you just die | tell me when it's time again | to wash away the world and then | lets fill this shrine, bring bread and wine | i think | i think it's time | think we'll meet again | when this; all over | but i know | we're going nowhere
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Can Things Be Better
05:54
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CAN THINGS BE BETTER // we're sorry for the hollow ways | we're seeking for our self-made trace | who'll lead us through | the bloody good times | who'll lead us through the frozen bloodlines | where time is no matter | can things be better | let them die | tribal style | we're sorry for many things the monster sings | sliced arms and diamond wings | the monster sings | who'll lead us through | the bloody good times | who'll lead us through the frozen bloodlines | where time is no matter | can things be better | vas deferens soaked deaths creep | can things be better | let them die | tribal style
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Sleep Revolution
05:12
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SLEEP REVOLUTION // all those unsung melodies | drowning in the graves | all those bloody bedsheets | the worlds are still colliding | but all my bones are safe | the coffin keeps on sliding | you belong here | you suffer | you belong here | releasing bloodstains | all to die for you | the faces blurring | all do cry for you | the pages burn | too late to turn | so come and show them all | many haven't known | but now they will be shown | how easy all the tears can come | you belong here | you suffer | you belong here | releasing bloodstains | all to die for you | the faces blurring | all do cry for you
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The Rope
06:10
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THE ROPE // kiss the playground | that haunts you | between these dreams | still unseen | puppet string sounds | that lure you | locked inside this | selfish sleep | the rope i let go | years from today | is now around my neck | and tightens with every move that i make | if i could see you right now | smiling at me | i'd tell you to shove it | you're infected with morality | but don't fear | the penalty | between the senses | it now is seen | hold your breath | the rope i let go | years from today | is now around my neck | and tightens with every move that i make | if i could see you right now | smiling at me | i'd tell you to shove it | out of epigraphs you made me | means more than anything | so you thought perdition couldn't break me | that's how it's been lately | and when we where stalking the black crows | we couldn't see | that they were just shadows
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Outside My Steps
05:32
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OUTSIDE MY STEPS // the ground i lie on | weak like the dreams i find | shattered in the streets | the air i breath in | electrified | outside my steps | i can drive away | and i search for the unbreakable door | stitches are hurting no more | the feet i stand on | unable to give ground away | the water i bathe in | it's so stale it hurts my skin | outside my steps | i can drive away | and I search for the unbreakable door | stitches are hurting no more | you got me drowning | you got me flinching | you got me | and i search for the unbreakable door | stitches are hurting no more
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Audible Fractures
03:58
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AUDIBLE FRACTURES // the pallid woke | up on the hills the cherubs spit and go | let the ivory fall | onto that wast of mould | the scavengers were surely made to please you | try some of these my friend | all my breathing | exhaled my being | disintegration | redirection | with leper wings | the angel sings | this false conception | we all just love to fade away | as hangmen spoke | we got our blindfolds out to tie the ropes | i think we heard this words before | out of a lamb of gold | that drowned in deep dark mould | just to please you | that's the deal my friend | all,my breathing | exhaled my being | disintegration | I will not try to run away | this leads to nothing anyway | redirection | with leper wings | the angel sings | this false conception | we all just love to fade away | i showed you the pale rows | more than we all could ever know | we thought it was worth it | but i think we'll never really cope
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Wireframes
04:24
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WIREFRAMES // thousands of plasma boys | breaking through sidechains | i can not see but always feel | lying to loved ones is driving me crazy | i can, not see but always feel | all that we try to say | is silenced by rage | i can not see but always feel | what they still have in store | will break all our bones | i can not see but always feel | this place is just horrible | we will leave it soon | i can not see and we can't feel | let's try to save us now | there's no need to cry | let's try to save us now | the needs were blown away and we all kissed the sun | the sheets were torn away and we all turned to stone
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