1. |
Prompt Critical
03:33
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I have been wondering for sometime now
When I could show myself seven days more
Just took that one thing, the one by your side
The only one
I am your brother
I am your mother
I am your father
Listen
I am your god
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2. |
Vicious Cycle
03:50
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We just keep on doping and doping
the blood of our children
To silence them
To silence them
And shut them up
And if we keep on suppressing
The blood of our children
We'll build up pressure
We'll build up pressure
And we'll just sit back watching exploding
Exploding, as children become
Incapable and sick and fucking tired
Of this problem that's gone unsolved
And they turn into shooters and rapists
and mass-fuckin'-murderers
While we all just sit here
Doping
A biological war's been waged by us
Within the veins and the brains of our children
Creating weapons of chemical suppression and reliance
Which turns into unchecked violence
Prescriptions for blue little ovals
With magic answers in small orange bottles
With a list of side effects longer than the damn receipt
And this deceit that we can defeat
Depression by suppression and calmed emotions
Will pull us under
And tear asunder
The lives of our children
Who dope themselves
With magic ovals
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3. |
Deep-Rooted
04:14
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I'm tormented constantly
By a deep-rooted melancholy
Only for me to wallow in my misery
Only for me to suffer eternally
For if there is a god,
What a failure he must be
As we cry out in his name
Our tears fall helpless in the sea
I am my own god
I devour myself
And all my dreams
And everything
I wanted to be
I'm tormented constantly
By a deep-rooted melancholy
Only for me to wallow in my misery
Only for me to suffer eternally
For if there is a god,
What a failure he must be
As we cry out in his name
Our tears fall helpless in the sea
I am my own god
I devour myself
And all my dreams
And everything
I wanted to be
There's so much that I could be
But I lie beneath the tree
I'll be buried underneath
Lying deep within a sleep
And haunted by my dreams
There's always somewhere better than here
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4. |
Von Krueger
06:19
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Don't touch me
Getting up will make it worse
I'll just sink faster, that's just how it works
Please help me
Before I can make it worse
But I can't change it, that's not how it works
I'm drowning in quicksand
I'm choking on smoke
God, give me an exit
Or I'll make one myself
I can't really be here
This must be a dream
Aim right between my brows
And end this for me
My stupid fucking brain
Always gets me in shit like this
But do I really need it?
Do I really need anything?
Do I really need anything?
Do I really need anything?
Do I need it?
Body parts for sale
Body parts for sale
Liquidation sale
Body parts for sale
Body parts for sale
Tear my organs out
Turn my bones to xylophones
Just get it all away
Get it all away
Get it all away
Shoot me
Shoot me in the fucking head
Stop the world, I'm getting off
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5. |
Plata o Plomo
08:45
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God, I need this
God, I need you
Please don't fail me
I need this now
If I can't have anything else ever again
Then please only give me this
I'll move mountains and level the ground in my wake
If you'll only give me my way
I'll steal, I'll bleed, I'll kill
I'll die
I'll do
Whatever you need me to do
I'll kill my neighbor
I'll kill my brother
I'll kill my father
I'll kill my god
I'll kill myself
It's fine
I'm fine
I've tried
I tried
It'll be alright
If I can learn to live without
What I build the winds collapse
What I grow the rats consume
What I pray for never comes
Who I worship never shows
Poisoned by lead that I have mined
Contaminating will and mind
I've searched so wide only to find
I'm powerless, so why try?
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6. |
Sisyphus Daydreams
05:54
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God damn this great expanse
Between the world and I
Between my future and all I have left behind
God damn the learning curve
Required on this Earth
Required to be studied and then thrown into the hearth
I can't live with this impossible ceiling
Pushing me into the sea
My heavy heart keeps sinking
Shielding me from all I could be
And I can't help but to succumb to the annealing
Crushing me beneath your feet
Sounding horns in my defeat
Every day I get a little bit closer to the life of which I've dreamed
Every night that overcomes throws me further into requisite insanity
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7. |
Watercolor
08:00
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I yearn to paint the open sky
Boundless and unending
I want to go into the clouds
And learn the colors of the gods
I want to sculpt the rolling hills
That comfort those above the ground
And bury those that lie below
On cotton clouds I rest at night
I float on top of vapor high
Comforted by thunder bed
On which I rest my troubled head
But it rains
And floods the fields
And blacks the skies
It floods inside
Mixing the colors in my soul
But it rains
And floods the fields
And blacks the skies
It floods inside
Mixing the colors in my soul
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8. |
Arkhipov
11:41
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I want one day where I don't wanna bomb the sun
Just once I want a day where I can stand to breathe
I sleep in chilling streets
I see a limbo realm
I smell the carrion
Perhaps my carbon soul's the most worth I'll ever have
My body will decay
My atoms will be freed
They'll be consumed by anything
And take my curse with me
These haunting dreams within my head
Will all break down
This sorrow in my earthen heart
Will fade away
Beyond the sands of time
Beyond the flattened line
When now is my forever
How can I be remembered?
As neurons die and break
And heart tissue decays
Will anything that makes me "me"
In any way remain?
It won't
Maybe there's some sentiment that you can find within this
Good luck
I couldn't do it
I need no god to pray to
I need no god to beg to
I need no god to kneel to
I need no god to sing to
I need no god to sing to
I need no god to sing to
I need no god to sing to
I need no god
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