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Neon Black
02:08
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From its nest in My chest the Worm burrows away
Feeding on the aftermath of fairy tale fantasy
I've told Myself a thousand times focus forward let sleepers lie
But anxiety gets a hold of Me so tightly constricting around My throat I choke
I'm a Self remade Manlike Frankenstein
Stitched up limping away
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Thrashmaster 10 Billion
02:39
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Disaster I've mastered I've bailed 10 billion times
And after the laughter I feel so cold inside
'til I'm running to dive into any dive once more
Well I'll run forever or until I find the floor
The silver smile stapled to the side of My Skull
Beckons Me to heed the call of the beast the thrill of it all
Such a strange attraction the chain reaction
From blade to bone to blood action equals traction
Savior be saved no longer to slave
Tow the undertow
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3. |
Painted Birds
02:40
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On this long road home
I've set My sights
Iron anchor cast in bone
Strap the tourniquet
There's a distance to go yet
Tears are filling empty tins
Overflowing like an ocean
Carrion Cartography
Carry on
On this long road home
I'm striking out
All the days that I've been gone
I'm set adrift
On this static rift
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4. |
Peter Pandemic
02:56
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Bottom feeders still feed
And I still need to feel
Full of something more than nothing good will come of this
seek out
I've braved the world
Across the sea
To feed on finest miseries
Feral soul on a roll flying free from control
From the morning star to midnight
I pathogen
Blown away on the wind
I keep on creepin on
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5. |
Beerbarians At The Gate
02:47
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Waking shaking burning cold the procession tolls
Outside My window
The dead come alive
The beerbarians gather at the gates tonight
We are running for our lives
Rocking motion sickness calls claw the walls
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6. |
Ghosts
02:52
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Strike while the iron's hot
Activate don't hesitate to stir this wake this life inside You
Fight like it's all You've got
Stand survive don't run and hide it will always find You
Strife the struggle inside
The push and pull serves to annul any sense of value
Ignite a fire inside
Sing a song for staying strong for the happiness You pursue
In this realm of hungry ghosts
A darkness comes the void follows
Fills You with false hope as it swallows whatever less is left of the soul
I look inside to stay alive still beat in time
Thrash and scream fulfill the dream triumph over tragedy and rise
To mountainous heights
With everyone who's come undone
Sullen specters dwelling
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7. |
Sole Crusher
03:00
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Breaking the chain restructuring framework cut out for Me Myself and I versus I My worst enemy
Trudge mile upon mile to reconcile the life left in Me
I'm set out to seek out the spirits that haunt Me and one by one see them destroyed
The frantic pace of this place sometimes terrifies Me Myself and I versus I belt bout nightly
Keep pushing on through this darkness 'till dawn I am always with You
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8. |
The Baptist
02:26
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Spare Me no details feed Me the full lie
Something I can sink My teeth into
Cuz everything sinks in the blink of an eye
And I've got My eye on You
Fill My heart with rage keep Me up for days
Goin out with the dead tonight
Cuz the world didn't care when I disappeared
I'm in love livin outta sight
This is a labor of love these words the tools of My trade
I maintain My sound machine so it can blow Me away
Turn it on
Turn it up
Turn Me loose
Make My escape....... to a better place
Stand Me up at the gates of hell
Watch Me walk on through
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