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Mental Stagnation
06:04
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Buy me a new world that fits this indignation.
Buy me a place for growth, not stagnation.
We can't become.
We can't grow.
We can't grow past our greed and childish superstitions.
Science can save lives and show us so many great truths.
But instead we love a man, mind as clouded as his being.
Educate.
We are all prophets.
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Song of Ægir
03:49
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The open sea is home to me,
The blue holds balance, brings life anew.
The remains of old, you toss away.
They drown and become my air, my food, my home.
Killing my home, means poison your home.
Killing their home, means poison our home.
Where do they hide?
When we run them dry.
They cannot die.
For our lives are tied.
The remains of old, you toss away.
They drown and become my air, my food, my home.
Where do they hide?
When we run them dry.
They cannot die.
For our lives are tied.
What if it's lost?
You haven't a clue.
We can't take the past.
What's done can't be undone.
Way down.
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The Raven
02:36
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4. |
Monster
02:36
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Shelter/Structure to falter, deceiver,
Safety is a forgotten luxury.
Alleyways to hide in.
Streets to die in.
Darkened clouds round every corner.
The gloom, the beast.
Monstrosity.
Seven stories tall.
Chaos, destruction.
The end never brought four horsemen,
But only one.
The decider, the gluttonous, the inevitable, invincible, machine.
339 teeth.
The end never brought four horsemen,
But only one.
The decider, the gluttonous, the inevitable, invincible, machine.
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5. |
Watch Me Falter
05:51
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Housed up in your cage, pillow full of mace.
Your prey, you're trying to find it.
Track me down, undo your muzzle.
You're where you'd like to be, right between me and everything I've worked for.
Watching me falter, raise yourself higher.
Push me down.
I've no time for the likes of you.
Go back to your dope and cope.
With your fragile significance.
And your internal loneliness.
You are a plague rat.
I am the flying bat.
Stay away from me, I may be veg, but I'll draw blood when I'm attacked.
Watching me falter, raise yourself higher.
Push you down.
The sea has different boats,
Sinking and floating,
Life has different folk,
Some are parasites.
And you will not be,
Watching me falter, raise yourself higher.
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6. |
L-Target+A
00:45
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Apathy
02:58
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Sitting, praying, sleeping on the job.
Blackened, ashened, windowpanes.
Beyond that fire and poison air.
Ashes rain down.
What to do?
Just sit.
Sit and wait.
Wait for god.
Wait for police.
Wait for presidents.
Wait for firemen.
Wait for governors.
Wait for kings.
Wait for fathers.
Wait for heroes.
Wait for mothers.
Wait for soldiers.
Wait for fighters.
Wait for who?
Massive failure.
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8. |
The Bat
03:32
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9. |
Drinkers/Drowners
02:34
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11. |
$ui¢ide
06:41
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39 years old.
Home mortgage for two lifetimes.
Payments for a car already gone.
Two hungry children,
and one unborn.
Fifty-hour weeks,
$100 to name.
Suicide.
Purchase insurance,
Rack up premiums,
Pay your bills one last time.
Quit your jobs, say goodbyes.
For your family, suicide.
Grey cities, grey skies.
Gas masks to walk outside.
Know your place, know your worth,
Kill yourself, join the herd.
The future is bleak.
Your income is weak.
Kill yourself,
So your family can eat.
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12. |
R.T.A.C.F. 1
01:02
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With no limits, expanding world.
Shrink mind.
Falling up a spiral staircase.
Fall.
Penknives in my back.
Hair raised like needles.
Exit from your mind.
Falling through each level.
Inside and outside.
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R.T.A.C.F. 2
00:17
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Can't escape from nothing.
Darkness darkness cold.
Light shoots from your mouth as you scream,
"Fine."
Blasphemous release.
Pulling on the universe's ropes.
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R.T.A.C.F. 3
00:09
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Master of purgatory,
Commander of emptiness,
Rebel against yourself,
And imprison the rebellion,
Cycle endless cycle,
What now shall be done?
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R.T.A.C.F. 4
00:29
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Build.
Brick by brick, roads of death.
Abandoned by all codes,
Maps can't be led.
Survivalists shan't be discouraged,
The final prize is sleep.
Cold maddening sleep!
Rest easy forever.
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17. |
The Bat and the Raven
03:31
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18. |
The Forest Spirit
05:55
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I've held the guard for as long as I've known.
Protecting her from evil beings that lore has told.
She keeps the world and my heart in balance.
Providing me with the utmost strength and
I would journey through the seven seas and back,
Thwarting all my enemies for her hand.
If she were taken to the darkest world,
I wouldn't rest until she's in my arms.
Your roots are long, deep in the ground.
You grabbed my heart, now I am bound.
You bless those with deaf ears.
But I am yours, forevermore.
Little spirit take woman's form for me.
Just for a moment.
I must pledge my love for thee.
I would journey through the seven seas and back,
Thwarting all my enemies for her hand.
If she were taken to the darkest world,
I wouldn't rest until she's in my arms.
Your roots are long, deep in the ground.
You grabbed my heart, now I am bound.
You bless those with deaf ears.
But I am yours, forevermore.
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19. |
Squidman, Assist Me!
00:35
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20. |
Earth
07:54
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Where have we gone so wrong?
So many died for no cause.
A world so vast and beautiful,
Has no need for wars.
I don't want this all to die.
So much growth, art, and light.
The road we're on looks so sad.
If only we saw this coming.
We should have turned back,
Long ago.
Save our home.
Save our world.
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21. |
Sand
02:17
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With what fingers I have left to crawl,
Escape will bring truth.
Caves, abyss, crevice,
Sand forever in my eyes.
Inner strength unlocked.
By and for my enemy, simultaneous.
Mistakes, regret, death,
The plot of your biography.
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22. |
Tried
06:24
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Skull Incision Fresno, California
Est. 2007.
Solo project of Jacob Lee (PlasticBag FaceMask, Keeper, Elder Devil, Hellish
Form).
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