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AGRONA - 𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙈𝙎 𝙀𝙉𝘿
06:16
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INCURSION - 𝙎𝘾𝙊𝙐𝙍𝙂𝙀
04:59
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I've been cursed from within
Through my blood to my skin
How it took purity
Fortune laughs back at me
I sold my soul to be left
Staring at a void that has taken
So much from my world that I
Am a shell of the man who has burned
A humanised vision of this
Scourge that has worked its way inside my head
Mounts all the anguish that builds from my dread
Anxious and angry I start seeing red
Sanity runs thin held by a thread
Something's inside of my head
Distancing feigns a cure
Turns my gaze to rancour
Rage will fill once again
Scourge has cursed me till the end
I sold my soul to be left
Staring at a void that has taken
So much from my world that I
Am a shell of the man who has burned
A humanised vision of this
Scourge
Scourge that has worked its way inside my head
Mounts all the anguish that builds from my dread
Anxious and angry I start seeing red
Sanity runs thin held by a thread
Something's inside of my head
Something's inside of my head
Something's inside of my head
Something's inside of my
Head
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Tortured and left to die
Bleeding from your neck
Give me one good reason why you don't deserve to die
You fucking coward, drown in an acid bath,
I want to see your flesh ripped from its fucking limbs
Drown in an acid bath
Septic wounds filled with filth
Leaking out a putrid stench
Fulfil my fantasy to watch you rot
I want to see your body decompose
Drown in an acid bath
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Denn die Farben verblassen
an diesen verregneten Herbsttagen
geprägt von Melancholie lässt du die Tage vorbeiziehen und vegetierst dahin
gehst deine Wege, durch die trüben Wälder
erinnerst dich an Zeiten von früher
und verstummst
Ich höre die Stimmen immer noch
Sie flüstern deinen Namen
unsere Wege trennten sich
und ich weiß nicht, ob diese
Entscheidung, die richtig war,
aber ich habe mich für diesen Weg entschieden
Und am Ende stelle ich fest,
es war die falsche Entscheidung
aber sei es drum
Denn auch nach diesem Herbst
Bricht der kalte Winter herein und
hüllt alles in ein weißes Gewand.
Nichts ist für die Ewigkeit - nichts bleibt
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LEVITAS - 𝘾𝙔𝘾𝙇𝙀
06:09
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DEVILCRY - 𝙀𝙓𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙀
04:10
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I feel so disconnected
From the fire that once burned inside of me
I've lost all hope in my life
I never knew, I never knew I would end up being suppressed from my emotions
And ones sanity
I grow colder everyday
I don't even care anymore, I don't even care anymore...
The lights are on but I'm not here
I'm tearing into
A fractured sense of myself
(Another breath that I didn't take)
The truths are told but I can't hear
I'm tearing into
A fractured sense of myself
I can't help but be reflective
When this mirror is all I know
It's like I'm totally out of focus
Another basic function that I don't control
That I don't control
The lights are on but I'm not here
I'm tearing into
A fractured sense of myself
(Another breath that I didn't take)
The truths are told but I can't hear
I'm tearing into
A fractured sense of myself
Take that door and open it wide
I can't make sense what I'm feeling inside
Take that door and open it wide
This isn't life this is my existence
Take that door and open it wide
I can't make sense what I'm feeling inside
Take that door and open it wide
This isn't life this is my existence
The lights are on but I'm not here
I'm tearing into
A fractured sense of myself
(Another breath that I didn't take)
The truths are told but I can't hear
I'm tearing into
A fractured sense of myself
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we’re going round in circles
So we are Bound to repetition
where is the give?
no conscious effort.
bound to this rotation.
I’m exhausted, you’d be the same.
Is this worth anything or is this wishful thinking.
Infinite days through hopeless dreams, the pain of time, the past repeats.
Locked in apathy
dose the alchemy.
this cycle rotates it never ends.
Love exists with hate holding its hand.
Undepthful conversations, and hollow confrontations.
Powerless to this cycle, we will get through this as we,as one.
We face our demons, caught in perpetual motion.
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ANTI-CRUST - 𝙈𝙊𝙐𝙉𝙏𝘼𝙄𝙉𝙎
02:42
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Snow it blinds my eyes
These mountains never end
A whisper on the wind
“The deep ones sleep below”
Consuming flesh
Sucking marrow from your bones
Evil from darkest time
A fate that’s left unknown
Structures grotesque and foul
Made by inhuman hand
The things that we have witnessed
Could drive a man insane
All the dogs are dead
Our supplies are running low
Penguins of monstrous size
Oh god what have we found
“Journal of William Turner-September 1930
They are dead.All dead. Even the dogs.
The things I have seen...the unspeakable horrors....oh Jesus christ.
i beg whoever finds this that, if I do not return, never come back to this damned continent.
Why did we come here? Oh God...God forgive us.what have we done?”
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Acid stasis
I know you’re there when I get home
Refrigerated souvenirs
Unholy contortion
A drink to help you sleep?
It won’t hurt, fluid inebriation
A spike to the brain
To be sure you never leave me
Infinity land, adorn the shrine
I don’t want to shift the blame
I know exactly what I’m doing
I just don’t have the time
to take care of you now
Even though I feel remorse
for the families I have caused pain
My compulsion to keep your sons
Was just too strong
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Dream
I’m a dreamer
I’m a dreamer
I’m a dreamer
Dream
Dream
Dream
I’m a dreamer
Let’s go
Go forth
Go forth
Into those grey, piss stained streets, With their severed knuckle stumps
Which claw desperately, at an indifferent sky
Where hive men obsess over their trivia
And engage in a sport of one-upmanshit!
Devine...Mother...Truth
Dreamers may trespass
Dreamers may trespass
Dreamers may trespass
Go forth
Into the 5am fever
Cooked up in the crucible of the alchemic dawn
Wing-footed and wild-eyed
The cyclop boys utilise their blue pole lazer-beams
To penetrate and disrupt the fate cycle
Go forth
Go forth
Set your sights on the Azurean sun
Delivering the mantra
With Stentorian lung
Devine....Mother...Truth Devine....Mother...Truth Devine....Mother...Truth
Dreamers may trespass
Dreamers may trespass
I’m a dreamer
I’m a monkey
I’m a believer
I’m a super-tramp
I’m a dreamer
I’m a dreamer
Dreamers may trespass
Dreamers may trespass
Dreamers may trespass
Devine....Mother...Truth Devine....Mother...Truth
If you don’t have a dream
You’ve got to have a dream
If you don’t have a dream
You’ve got to have a dream...Dream...Dream!
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NIGEL - 𝙁𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙆
04:42
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KIKKER - 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙇𝙊𝙐𝙎𝙀
03:43
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The life of the louse
Who lives in my house
He scuttles so gently
He does not make a sound
Crawls under the door
Fourteen legs on the floor
Uses his antennae
And heads to the wall
He crawls into a crack
Where it's damp and it's black
Ordered him chinese
Now he won't pay me back
No, no, no
The life of the louse
Who lives in my house
He does not pay rent
He just sleeps on the couch
I gave him some steroids
And he fought off a mouse
I gave him some coke
And he burnt down my house
Oh, oh, oh
The life of the louse
Who lives in my house
I love him so dearly
He'll always be around
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Jamma was a cleaner who never showed up to work
And he got away with it for well over a year
He doesn't show up for 2 weeks and then he just appears
Everyone who sees him asks him "how are you still here?"
They sent him a text message to ask him if he has quit
He just tells them "no' and then he carries on with it
A executive decision has still yet to be made
And the best part is that he still gets paid
Jamma The Unsackable will never go away
Jamma The Unsackable is always here to stay
Jamma The Unsackable luckiest man alive
Jamma The Unsackable 1,2,3,5!
When he finally shows up he's half an hour late
And when he gets in he has a half an hour break
Of course he didn't show up to his shift on Boxing Day
He looked at his payslip it turns out he got double pay
There's no clock in system so he was able to cheat
He'd just write that he came in on the sign in sheet
Doesn't show up to meetings about not showing up
Cos Jamma The Unsackable does not give a fuck
Jamma The Unsackable will never go away
Jamma The Unsackable is always here to stay
Jamma The Unsackable luckiest man alive
Jamma The Unsackable 1,2,3,5!
1,2,3,5!
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This is a concentration camp (now concentrate)
Concentrating on all you prisoners
Individuality is the ultimate sin
Put on your uniform and dive right in
Welcome to life on the ant farm
I’m tired of living my life on the ant farm
Constantly told that life should be a chore
If life’s a bitch then work is your whore
Long black train and it’s coming closer
A light in the tunnel and its getting warmer
The silence is deafening now we’ve got no really choice
All everyone wants is to escape to the noise
Welcome to life on the ant farm
I’m tired of living my life on the ant farm
Constantly told that life should be a chore
If life’s a bitch then work is your whore
Gotta work, work, work, work until your dead
If life’s a bitch then fuck the bitch the worthless whore
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6FOOT7 - 𝙈𝙔 𝙁𝘼𝙐𝙇𝙏
03:26
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Cause everything's my fault!
The reason people live on the streets!
It's my fault!
When people can't afford to eat!
It's my fault!
When a woman can't keep her man and she's counting all the times he's cheated on both hands!
It's my fault!
When the traffic moves slower than dirt!
It's my fault!
That your father hated you from birth!
It's my fault!
And when your day doesn't go your way, you don't worry yourself, I'm just the fucker to blame!
There's no pretty please with a cherry on top,
I'm not the one in the wrong, nothing here for me to stop!
So we're gunna keep it skanking, gunna let the pressure drop,
But if it really fucking helps you, blame me it's my fault!
Cause everything's my fault!
Everything's my fault!
The reason that you're all alone!
It's my fault!
And no one answers when you pick up the phone!
It's my fault!
You've made your mistakes and you've cut your ties, cause it was way to easy to see through all your lies!
My fault!
There's no one left for you to control!
It's my fault!
In fact there's no one really left at all!
It's my fault!
And when your day doesn't go your way, you don't worry yourself, I'm still the fucker to blame!
There's no pretty please with a cherry on top,
I'm not the one in the wrong, nothing here for me to stop!
So we're gunna keep it skanking, gunna let the pressure drop,
But if it really fucking helps you, blame me it's my fault!
Cause everything's my fault!
Everything's my fault!
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As the wheel spins another revolution, the hot sun splits the sky.
And I love my land like any other man, just not enough to die
.The claws that crush our spirits dry salute a false and blood soaked flag
.As the venom drips from the politic, we dress the children up in rags
Hold it to the lens until it burns.
As moments pass, we never learned
.We were not strong
Then we marched with haste into the arid wastes, with no idea why
.The empires zeal to bring the world to heel, rained destruction form the sky.
A call of duty for a gamepad war, death dealt with averted eye
.No amount of prayer to the men upstairs could stop a slaughter passing by
Hold it to the flame and let it fly
.We’re told to fight, but never why.
We were not strong
Struggle, struggle for the freedom you don’t deserve.
A desperate voice for the freedom of choice and struggle
.Struggle, struggle for the lies you still believe
.Dehumanist voice white washing of choice and struggle
Tear apart and separate, the system still adheres
A movie plot full of lies and rot, an ode to division and fear
Struggle for your conscience
Struggle for a choice
.Struggle right to your grave
.Everybody likes the smell of the oil, but nobody likes the taste
A story written, so emotive
.Propagandists narrative
.For struggle
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There’s a time and a place and a space for disgrace
And then we took a look
He fell down from the ledge as we pushed from the edge
And then we took a look
She cried out to above as she died without love
And then we took a look
Possess your heart, possess your soul
Generation voyeur takes control
Click click
Where there’s blame there’s a claim. It’s so lame but there’s fame so
I fell into their trap
Camera gripped in my hand as I wait for the band
I fell into their trap
Same old story, the same old scene
Generation voyeur doesn’t know what I mean
Click click
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There are knives between the sheets
There’s belt around my neck
There’s a basement in my house
But that’s enough about that
Beneath this ugly suit, shrill bones are fully charged
There’s a worm inside my leg – he’s the one in charge
The sight, the sound, the skin – crocodilian
The birthmark upon my thigh, the whispers in my ear
The jury is all out when you have gone, my dear
The sight, the sound, the skin – crocodilian
The sight, the sound, the skin
The sight, the sound, the skin
la la la la
The sight, the sound, the skin – Crocodilian
Your dress without a host
like an old tattoo
I made a meal on a dirty plate
a fist to fit the bruise
A fist to fit the bruise...
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THE PERSON - 𝙃𝙀𝙄𝙉𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙉
04:49
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'Ya ask me what I think of this all
But I don’t even think it’s official
I don’t know if secrets are whispered
All I know is whispering’s fucked up
And I’ll be up all night full of RC’s
Without a side of catharsis
It’s like reaching the parking lot
While still missing your car keys
Even if you’re done gazing in the sun
Blazing through the fun, they’ll trace you to this gun
place you in the pen, make you work for them
Make you feel like damn, 85 or dead but still ’clear in the head’
I don’t know if I missed it
though I’m sure I’d be pissed if
It passed my face like a frisbee
And disappeared like a mystery
Hell, I’m accustomed to trouble
Whatever you say I’d double
Ante up like I’m stubborn
Can’t give it up all so sudden
Even if I’d do I would manage to
rip off the bandage too
Kick off the sandal shoe
Is nothing, but vandals do
And thus that scandal’s true
Guess that’s what mammals do
Promise you’ll stay, or if you go, don’t go away
Took some time off to work more
Though I can’t work out the timing
It’s like I’m touching myself but
I kinda wish that I wasn’t
So I’m patching up my connections
Sending flowers in every direction
The pending dumps of information
Never reaches the destination
patience gone in intersections
Wait in vain for situations
To make use of good quotation
To feel useful on occasion
Promise you’ll stay, or if you go, don’t go away'
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Lickin' the floor, the rickety boards are better than yours
So get on your hands, you don't understand the might of a man
A kick in the sand will end up a dance, I reckon a trap
So loosen up you've full blown
Tightened your Jaws because of the news, your vision is cracked
Crave what we like, don't follow a man by taking his path
They're taking you hand, then slapping you down, then holding you back
Lickerty floor, the rickert boards are better than yours
History taught me never to talk to people I wanted to take on the course, I thinkin of course, my back is contourt, I'm covered in sores and everyone's always so negative
I like how you people always wanna say
You'll all stay the same so
Now I'm about to expose
Something that I don't know
Take a note from the node you wrote
Something that I don't know
Now I'm about to expose
Something that I don't know
Take a note from the node you wrote
Something that I don't know
I got only one name and a couple of mates
On a high speed chase and I think we might escape
They turned a virus to a plague, they don't make it sound great
Disinfect your fingers or we'll quarantine your place
I'd like to think you lot are more awake than you make out, to tell the radio is making out that its a stake out
But then I might as well just be completely wrong
But ain't it kinda fishy how they're cutting out the cure
So look at the hoards, the crickets are board so give em a riddle to worship the lord
I'm thinking of course to never conform, cuz all of their actions and thoughts are always so negative
I like how you people always wanna say
You'll all stay the same so
Now I'm about to expose
Something that I don't know
Take a note from the node you wrote
Something that I don't know
Now I'm about to expose
Something that I don't know
Take a note from the node you wrote
Something that I don't know
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Trapped indoors with a midget and dwarf and you love it
Like a beast on a hunt, on a prowl in deep water
The police says there's nothing going on
In the basement no-one will hear this song
There's no handle on this door, you can't open it
There's no chance that you'll survive, daddy's coming
There's no handle on this door, you can't open it
There's no chance that you'll survive, daddy's coming
Like a broken bridge beneath troubled water
Like a clown without a decent disorder
The police says there's nothing going on
In the basement no-one will hear this song
There's no handle on this door, you can't open it
There's no chance that you'll survive, daddy's coming
There's no handle on this door, you can't open it
There's no chance that you'll survive, daddy's coming
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I'm thirsty
I could really use a drink
Yeah so thirsty
But somewhat out of sync
No longer thinking respectively drinking like civilised ladies and men
No longer thinking respectively drinking like civilised ladies again
Escapism
Behind a cool refreshing toast
My diamond studded monocle
Dropped into the prosecco glass
Let’s turn things upside down
Unless we end
With a total system shut down
Mysteries
Are always best solved
When prohibition
Becomes involved
This mystery liquid
Has entered my blood stream
Carcinogenic bleached hallucinations
Or maybe something else like a Neapolitan ice cream
Or the forceful blast of a particle beam
I don’t think this things gonna' cut right through me
But I can give it a go anytime that I want
I'm thirsty
I could really use a drink
Yeah so thirsty
But it still sits out of sync!
Consume, consume, consume your doom
Consume, consume, consume your doom
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SANGUELIA - 𝙀𝙎𝘾𝘼𝙋𝙀
03:39
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30. |
S.W.H - 𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙍𝙐𝙉
04:58
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