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SHEER PANIC
04:07
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Sheer Panic.
Sheer Panic.
Sheer Panic.
Violence and rage running
through my boiling veins.
Falling apart again.
Curse ye idle hands.
Enacting my revenge
‘til my last dying breath.
My father chokes
on fragile egos.
“Freedom” blinding empathy.
And now I scream
seeking meaning.
Knowing this is all there’ll be.
I’m left with
Sheer Panic.
Sheer Panic.
Sheer Panic.
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DELUSION / DECAY
03:26
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Slipping through the cracks of solitude.
Ignorance and blood: the new worldview.
Damaged minds poisoned by the hate inside.
A hell of hardened lungs by crooked spines.
Delusion, decay.
You’ll face your reckoning.
I’ll revel in your undoing as you break.
Delusion, decay.
Your true mask is deafening.
You’re left spiraling. I’m smiling.
Broken by a shattered life, I look inside.
Leaving thoughts unsaid and undefined.
Delusion.
Decay.
Today is your reckoning.
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TERMINAL
03:08
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Forked tongue.
Shattered lung.
I am the forgotten son.
Falling out
Looking in.
No hope to begin again.
It’s been 20 years of being cast aside,
still stolen time’s haunting my mind.
The glutton feeds off of pain and pride,
crossing all and any lines.
She’s ravenous
sacrificing souls.
She’s ravenous
shed blood for control.
She’s ravenous
As I’ve always known.
She’s ravenous
And you’re terminal.
Bloodlust.
Greed.
Unjust.
An end of pain is nigh.
The bridges burned will light my life.
Open wounds strengthen with time.
While bloody hands weigh on your mind.
She's ravenous
And you're terminal.
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BROKEN / BOUND
02:32
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Your words they fall on hollow ground
As my father drowns.
Gasping for breath while you grasp and deny.
Choke on your fucking lie.
Hollow ground.
Broken, bound.
Hollow ground.
Broken, bound.
And still I rage,
suffer, and suffocate, endlessly.
Misanthropy on high.
Selfish displays that horrify.
Hollow ground.
Broken, bound.
Hollow ground.
Broken, bound.
I will bleed so you break.
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RUINATION
03:03
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SPITTING RAGE
02:43
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I wake in fragile state. I wake.
Assembled in a state of disarray.
I wait for better days. I wait.
Drowning in a sea of spitting rage.
Knuckles clenched and vision black.
Lungs collapse.
Ringing spikes and fevers rise.
Heart declines.
Muscles tense, and violence nigh.
Glass goodbye.
Boiled blood. You’re in my cage.
My spitting rage.
You’ll all meet spitting rage.
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