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Vile Carcass
01:56
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"Vile Carcass"
Good god, man. It's staring you in the face.
Your death throes, they'll end us all.
Don't you fucking see that?
Your memories--they're shit.
Toxic and incendiary.
A plague. A disease. A vile carcass
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2. |
Yet We Persist
04:23
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"Yet We Persist"
The gyre is grinding. The gyre is halting.
And what are we left with but the space between fear and anxiety?
Living, day to end, in a dull awakening.
That things are not what they seem.
Adrift. And there's nothing left.
A dying culture. Nothings left. A burning empire. Nothings left.
Slouching our tired gears into the abyss
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3. |
State Of Nature
03:42
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"State Of Nature"
It'd have us for slaves if it could,
Just feast off the last dregs.
Of our already tired souls.
Our already spent energy.
Nothings sacred here in the belly of the beast.
In the stomach acid of our state of nature.
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4. |
Destroyer
04:32
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"Destroyer"
You have seen my darkest of days.
Bared witness to my shame. Ate my flesh and lived.
Swallowed and, spit up again, and swallowed.
But you're still here.
Watching the sun's pulse.
Angelic. Staring. Faceless.
You perfect human being.
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Burning Now
03:17
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"Burning Now"
A frantic state of being-
Pulsates under the god-given sun.
Us: slaves of habit, demons of sloth and sickness, beast of want and lust.
Mocking the sky, yet burning now.
And denied the grace of a slow death.
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Full Circle
04:16
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"Full Circle"
The faces of unrest, measured in loot.
Those who truly suffer--swallowed whole.
Those who profit, profit still.
From the bastard, godless creature--
Of rape and pillage and plunder
The spwan of our holy greed.
The child of the bodies in the street.
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7. |
Last Men
02:36
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"Last Men"
This culture of fetish, it must be growing weary.
It must be bloated, gasping, fevered.
Spirit or meaning--whores for our pleasure.
Logic and reason--pigs for our slaughter.
Symptoms of our history, they will fester.
Poisoning the body.
Wanting nothing but more.
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8. |
Open Letter
02:02
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"Open Letter"
Looking into your eyes, I see nothing but death.
You are the lowest of the low.
The scourge of the earth.
The death of us all.
And you believe it's for the best. You truly believe.
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Plateau
03:45
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"Plateau"
It's lighting up the whole sky.
It's turning to ash for us to breathe.
One blind eye covered in grey film.
The other torn from its socket.
We lead each other through this:
The hollow dark, the stench of shit--
The ebb and flow of this hell we call home.
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10. |
Siege
04:52
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"Siege"
Ghost mean walking, reining their fire.
Overwhelmed by the eyes of their suns:
Their ideas, or privilege, or status or none.
Makes singular focus, solutions in blood.
This terror--our disease. This terror--our symptom
We, the breeders, of siege after siege
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