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Gapcloser
03:15
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the contract was broken
The floodgate has been opened
Let's go
to the end of things
were you can bury me
the talk is exhausted
the moment that you touch me
Let's go
to the end of things
as mortal enemies
Is this what you wanted?
I'm not running from you
So your plot will stay incomplete
Gapcloser
You wanted the bloodshed with me
but i'll make sure that
you can't get reprieve
from constant defeat
You're going the distance
While feigning your indifference
Let's go
to the end of things
where i will not concede
My anger may spur me
but not succumb to hatred
Let's go
to the end of things
as mortal enemies
Is this
but utter madness's bitter taste
pretend
imprinted in me?
Is this the end
of every crossroad that's meant to be
bereft of the closure i need
This is
our last defiant act
retaining composure
just to keep in on wax
But i'm not mortified
of where this is going
retaining composure
just to keep you in line
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2. |
Deserter
02:42
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Crack the whip
towards war
towards frenzy
What's the effort gonna cost?
Who bears the brunt of all this?
Push down
You barred the exit
i want your blood spilled as a pardon
Hey
You want to fight about it
but send your substitute to die in your stead
all for a goddamn power trip
you want the blaze of glory
for machinations of a vile hidden hand
fuck all that
Second wind
to the wall
traitor's splendor
Wear it righteous like a cross
You're not the one to judge me
Push down
march unto madness
I will not immolate my equal
They're calling your name
from inside the fortresses gate
act on the impulse to violence
towards the accused
You're not above it all
They call on your name
deny them mercy
pay
the ferryman his due
and crouch below the yoke
of blood and silence
expedite their ends
or burn it
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Vultures
02:41
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You can leave if you want to
if you want to
or stay crawling on the floor
of the throne room
You are just a fucking cog
the wheels will spin without
your input
on the matter
Lights out
You will barely survive
on scraps and
you will like it
You are nothing more than fuel
perpetuate the flame
returning
into nothing
The urge is to still carry the torch
for no one
nothing lasts
like vultures
they carry you home
to slaughter
You can't leave if you want to
if you want to
or stay crawling on the floor
of the throne room
But these weary eyes won't lie
not tend to compromize
They'll bury us alive
in splendor
And you're running for your life
in darkness
They're blacking out the light
to starve us
You are nothing more than fuel
perpetuate the flame
returning
into nothing
The urge is to still carry the torch
for no one
nothing lasts
like vultures
they carry you home
to slaughter
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4. |
The Great Silence
02:28
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Right
do you remember
your very first time?
Your head on the sink
the anaesthetics kicked in
did you mind it
or did you reach for
the apocalypse light?
Light the sky on the road i know
and be buried in the soil
or grapple with fate
dodge every regret
to make it out at all
Flashback
the only promise i fear is
another setback
You could never comprehend
the panic
a looming image ahead
press-ganged to drop dead
obfuscate a better ending
Oh, the goddamn ever present white light
to cauterize, destroy and disinfect
the odd injection to prolongate
the suffering we face
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5. |
Neon Lights
02:53
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Running low on apathy
but if it gets you to sleep
You and i ain't enemies
but i see your colors fading
into me
below the skyline
in the riptide
You wither away
You don't know the half of it
but it still gets you nowhere
Overwhelming jealousy
towards the fraud presented
It's revealed
due to the searchlights
on the high-rise
You wither away
They will bury you
under neon lights
from the floor
to the walls
to assembly lines
They say
that scorn's a bitter taste
but i don't feel it
i don't see it
it's all in your head
it's all in your head yeah
You don't get the gist of it
but it's a damn tragedy
You ignore the irony
of overcoming failure
through defeat
beyond the falsehoods
and the detours
You wither away
This is but the end of dreams
another stale casualty
added to the score we keep
I see your colors fading
If this
does seem like failure to you
Then what does that make me?
and what does it say
about
the price of conformity?
and what does it make you?
And what does it say?
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6. |
Savior
02:07
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Snap out
of this moment right now
out of sight, out of mind
We're waiting
for a marvel
which will never arrive
in time
As you petition empty skies
no one will bat an eye
You urge the savior
to help avert the hurt
but it only goes to waste
Your savior
could have saved us by now
but he lets us fade away
This does
look like
neverending entropy
but your
deceit
is still clinging to a dream
You face the darkest hour
but your anestatetics
prevent a clearer vision
I'll defy
the claim that subterfuge
becomes the light
I refuse
to play a part
in this disgusting ruse
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