1. |
No Room For Angels
01:42
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Within this proxy world,
The sense of Pandora,
Chaste, I turn the wheels of life and death.
Distraught cries in vain,
The beckoning pulse,
With a slit mouth smile I descend.
Dearest earth, so dysmorphic,
Veined rivers, now toxic voids.
Skies above or six feet under,
There's no room for angels, they're decoys.
The spiraling pathway,
It's so cold...
Hang from heaven,
Submerge into hell.
It makes not a difference,
For this world is a cell.
If I am to live in this rotten mess,
You all will endure the torture with me.
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2. |
We Dance With Death
04:53
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In horrid romance, we dance...
In fear,
Deep and dear,
I taste the bitterness on cyanide lips.
But dear,
I fear,
Buried beneath this oblivious abyss.
I've claimed to read you like a book,
Though every page, I've ripped right out.
Between the lines I've sought for truth,
In disbelief from what was found.
Abandon hope,
Watch me go.
This imperfection of feeling lifeless,
That causes my lungs to cease to breathe,
The end won't exist to you and me,
Only me...
In fear,
Deep and dear,
Like the fine print carved all over me.
But dear,
I fear,
As a reverie in a suit of skin, you're suffocating.
Howl of deception,
Tune of the dead.
Trace of existence,
It too has fled.
The flesh of twisted instinct,
I'm tearing apart.
(Scream for truth)Howl
(Plea for dear life)of
(Dance with death)deception,
Tune of the dead.
(Believe the lies)Trace
(Love the hate)of
(Dance with death)existence,
It too has fled.
We dance with death,
In horrid romance.
I've claimed to read you like a book,
Though every page, I've ripped right out.
Between the lines I've sought for truth,
In disbelief from what was found.
Those words they pull my weight,
Just like a rope around my neck.
All of me begins to break,
Shrouded in a endless dark below the deck.
Abandon hope,
Only me...
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3. |
Through Weal To Woe
04:14
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My bloodshot eyes recollect
The sprawling path that's obscured by a luminous fog.
Animosity fills the air,
With rains of ash, this choking breeze.
Breathing In...
This leaves me mortified,
Reverberation of my descent here echoes.
This leaves me petrified,
I can't eradicate what I suffer to know.
From frailing words,
I plea through my broken voice,
Coming from a distorted reverie,
Deep within the white noise.
Awaiting the day,
So deep in silence.
SOMEBODY GET ME OUT.
SOMEBODY GET ME OUT OF HERE.
RIGHT NOW.
That blackened sun,
It's vagrant past projects that my escape is set ablazed.
Hesitant to flee for I've lost my way.
I'm aware that beyond,
The end of evanescence,
Awaiting in silence,
That I can't coexist,
With a fabricated society,
Because of my defiance.
Innocence is dispelled,
Pushed for murder and blood soddened greed.
I've heard clarity,
The resonating melody of screams.
My wounded hands stretch out,
Towards the pandemic dying light.
Disfigured cracked mannequins,
Barricade my only desire to leave.
This leaves me mortified,
Reverberation of my descent echoes.
This leaves me petrified,
I can't eradicate what I suffer to know.
I don't fucking know...
I will not stop to catch my breath,
For rest is the relative of death.
I refuse to stay here,
I will not.
From frailing words,
I plea through my broken voice.
Awaiting the day,
So deep in silence.
So deep in silence now.
That blackened sun,
It's vagrant past projects that my escape is set ablazed.
I'll stay to watch it burn,
I hate this place.
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4. |
Edea
03:56
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Ay mi amor...
It was you in this vague dream,
Waltzing past the cypress trees,
Through the echoes of dead leaves.
A filigree of vines and thorns,
Cruelly etching into me.
For the sake and what it's worth,
In the end it is you who relieves me.
Faintly, I heard your voice,
Within these chilling winds.
The warmth of your awaiting touch,
Is radiant with sweetest sin.
Relieved from our torment,
By the grasp of our wounded hands afar.
And I only plea now,
To tend your heart.
Take comfort from all we have feared,
Dentro de mis brazos.
No matter the pain we'd endure,
Quédate conmigo.
Ay mi amor,
Under skies paved in flame,
Your presence serene.
My whitest light,
In a world scorched in black.
Now close your eyes,
In my weathered embrace.
Tattered and torn,
I've reached with aching hands.
You've held me close,
In pieces and made me whole again.
My heart you've sewn,
In aesthetic tune,
It beats for you.
Ay mi amor,
Estoy perdido sin ti.
Te quiero a mi lado,
La luna de mi vida,
Eres mi todo...
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5. |
Torment In Vain
05:26
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You follow the white rabbit through the hole,
Only to see a headstone right above.
Now you remain in a void of your insanity,
Because you'd rather bleed than love.
Six feet deep within your malice,
Your intellects dance on your grave.
But the existence of your lewd self,
Will remain here in this horrid place.
Keep claim that you're not insane,
[I SWEAR I'M NOT INSANE]
Torment In Vain
[I WANT ESCAPE]
The cobra spreads its venom,
By the tip of its fangs.
Multiplying its viscousness,
That's filling your veins.
Vision discolored,
By your lucid living hell.
Only to devour you,
By your illusionary travail.
I want ESCAPE.
You're finding fine line of white doves,
Floating among the sanguine surface.
In the wails of desolation,
They determine your wavering purpose.
Like a change from winter to spring,
Your anxiety blooms in great exposure.
Just to reveal that bleeding heart,
For a cut up hand to grasp through embrasure.
I want ESCAPE.
Your face tainted in tears,
Like rose drenched from the rain.
With the comfort of the razor,
You push it through your fucking veins.
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6. |
The End Is Me
05:46
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The perceived misery, so nostalgic.
The pierced clawing in wounds so deep.
Invitation to the aesthetic sky, its stairway is set aflame.
For my tainted intention of eternal sleep.
The beauty of blooming life,
That was once rose red.
Wrought of a beast of pity,
The fruition of coming death.
A crimson pearl,
The earth I visualize.
Tint of indecisive fate,
Affliction so sublime.
Hollowed world,
Leaves me mesmerized.
Its color as deep and dark,
Like the black of my eyes.
Now these scars, reopens their orifices,
They rape me of peace in mind, but I've grown accustomed to this kindred pain.
The venom of the truth, the grotesque lies,
Like a sort of narcotic to fill in the voids, sheer cries in vain.
I now hear the sound of the broken bell toll.
The rose red beauty and venomous green lies,
Treasuring a knife stained in the color of my ending life.
The vision is blurred,
But intently I stare.
Addiction to torment,
Fills my veins but I don't care.
I've said it before,
And I'll say it once more.
In this putrid world,
We simply can't be saved.
My frantic heart is screams...
Hang from heaven,
Or submerge into hell.
It makes not a difference,
For this world is a cell.
Lingering,
Desperate for the exit.
Farewells are bittersweet,
But mine won't be of remembrance.
Born from a curse,
My judgement unfolds,
This spiraling pathway...
It's so cold...
Fuck this world.
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