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Burnt Plastics
03:48
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Get the bait, bait the trap, trap the rats
The lonely road is narrow, just add a little light
It couldn't even pierce my finger, fade into the back
A meager hundred hearts, a short and failed life
Framed narrative of fame, in eyes of pointed black
Innocence fades away
Innocent and lost
A virgin to the mind game
Pleasured by a stimulation
of pulses from the simulation
Oh
Now I am in your hands
Lead up the stairs by shattered hands
A stream begins to flow and drip
Oh lead me to distant lands
A song of sleep seeps from crooked lips
The stream slowly heads a lake
And you begin to take a sip
I thought you'd lead me to distant lands
I thought that we were safe
Cold steel stings my skin as I transform
Incisions from the exhibitionist gods in all my folds
They hold queens and kings as their hearts run cold
End their rain
End their sin
Expose the sky
Burn their skin
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The Masks We Wear
03:31
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Unable to adapt, to the ever growing dark
Everything is scary, afraid to embark
Your eyes just won't adjust, you need to show your bark
Black and white gives way to blindness, when the contrast isn't stark
I see you cringe inside your shell
To see me enter the world
Must put you in hell
Grotesque and ugly
It stings your eyes
Back off
Eradicate
Stop acting like an animal
Before someone puts you down
You can burn on your own cross
But you're just another clown
I see you cringe inside your shell
To see me enter the world
Must put you in hell
Grotesque and ugly
It stings your eyes
Do I make you feel afraid
When I enter your world
When I pop that bubble
Are you scared
Do I make you cry
When I crush your world
When I break that facade
And you're the ugly one
God you reek
Maybe you're the freak
Your words draw blood
And mark flesh like arrows
Yet we're branded peculiar
Take a good look in the mirror
Yeah I'm a fucking freak
And that's okay
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3. |
Rat King
04:18
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They fester in the floorboards
They fester in the walls
All I hear is clawing
They're pouring in the halls
Black and red swirl into clots
And the pulse slowly fades
Limbs choking limbs
An unbreakable knot
Praise the one
That lights the way
The King of Rats
Brings famine and decay
Choke the cowards
Til their faces are red white and blue
"Good morals" seem to be helping few
Severing the nerve
As we crash into the world
Bloody is the mind
Driven ourselves blind
Ain't it funny when love is the poison, when freedom is oppression
Does it make you laugh to find fear is the weapon
And a growing obsession
I won't let you disagree
Smile with me
Praise the one
That lights the way
The King of Rats
Brings famine and decay
Choke the cowards
Til their faces are red white and blue
"Good morals" seem to be helping few
Severing the nerve
As we crash into the world
Bloody is the mind
Driven ourselves blind
We couldn't see eye to eye
So we forced ourselves to bind
Now there's nowhere left to get away to mend infected wounds
So the sickness spreads
Cower in disease and succumb to the path
The Rat King tangles throat and tail
There's no place you can hide from the wrath within
Destruction lies in blood and boils
Bloodlust!
Biting at the wrist
Scratching at the neck
Drain the body
Drink from the vein
Nourish the pain
Unable to adapt
Innocence fades away
They fester in the floorboards
They fester in the walls
All I hear is clawing
They're pouring in the halls
Black and red swirl into clots
And the pulse slowly fades
Limbs choking limbs
All hail
The one true king
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4. |
Sleep Debt
03:47
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Until the end
I lie here with my last breaths
Slowly dying
Selling all my health for your wealth
Until the end
A price on my head
They won't let me die
Til I've bled
Everything
They took a piece of my mind
I drift out again
I guess I'll try to climb
But I fall
Inside
I'm sick and tired of feeling sick and tired
The air is stale, it's been inhaled a thousand times
When will it be my turn to leave the back of the line
I always lose
Because they always choose
It's more than just another guess
When you control life and death
The coffins are full of debts
And the cribs are full of cash
Bred to die a thousand times
We trade lives like we place bets
I'm breaking out tonight
I climb from inside
Escape what you made of me
This world, it's ours, it's mine
I won't surrender to a paper man who's morals tear with the changing breeze
The wind will rip you apart, you'll be the ink that bleeds
A time will arrive
You'll be diseased, depleted, and despised
I'll gaze down your face
And ask myself "who the hell are you?"
You are nothing
You are naught
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5. |
Memento
03:46
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