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Halo
03:57
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Awake in asylum
Wrapped up in wires
Pain from your spine to your fingernails
Vacant and hollow
Passive and silent
Back from the way down, way down there
I want your heartless
Moves in the darkness
And scratches on my back to remind me of you
Passion a fire
Left withered and dried up
Come down but we’ll never, never land
Watching my halo consume its tail
It grows smaller 'round my neck
Under surveillance from all my angels
They see me fall and taste the dirt
Reach out and taste it
Wanton and faithless
Take another hit of the violence in you
We’re getting higher
And helplessly cry out
Feeling more real than reality
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Malediction
04:16
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A virus borne of your mind
You spread and spit with your words
That lives wherever it hurts
A myth that doesn’t deserve
The pleasure and the pain
We feed it like carrion
Violate, suffocate
Whispers in your ear like a malediction
Vile hate, in your head
Religion is for peasants and politicians
A subroutine made alive
Unbound, no longer inert
A self-made god and a curse
A meme, sentient and malign
Spreading its wings like a flame
We’re in a web that we’ve woven
Another day another little fiction to believe
Another day another reason to stay down on your knees
This is not a statement
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Cheshire Grin
04:22
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Vicious like a cageling
Tame like a wolf
On the hunt for a plaything
Got a taste for blood
Hunter to the core
Gotta sharpen her claws
In the dark stalks a cheshire grin
With a taste for blood
Pushing through these walls
It knows what it wants
And it won't be your slave forever
High like an angel
Devil in her wings
Divine while you're faithful
Flesh for the machine
She’s got a taste for blood
Already got prey on the run
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Here in the Dark
04:00
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Step into the fear
And don’t back away
It knows when you’re running
And quickens its pace
It won’t disappear
When you turn your face
It kicks and it screams
And it calls out your name
Here in the dark
Blackened and silent
Here is the voice in your head
That keeps you awake
Don’t run away
Don’t run away
Can try to escape
But it’s here to stay
It’s wearing your skin
And laughs in your face
It poisons your tongue
And it intoxicates
It’s made up of you
But so far away
The violence of angels
Won’t save you today
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Disconnect
04:36
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Disconnect me, throw me away
I'll never be top of the line again
My shadow taunts me silently
I am my own worst enemy
Disconnect me, throw me away
I’m corrupted and obsolete
Condemned to fall with humanity
I'd rather burn and be nothing
Final generation bound
A collective dream of falling
Will we ever hit the ground?
A day when we all come crashing
Disconnect me, throw me away
This life, an artificial dream
My memories a silent scream
A final synapse firing
Disconnect me, throw me away
Another cog in the machine
To propagate the species
Was it as good for you as it was for me?
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Escape Velocity
04:40
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Powerless beneath your fingertips
Scratching at the world I used to know
If the truth lies in subjectiveness
Is it in the high or in the low?
Forever fated to your haunted kiss
Searching for escape velocity
Driven by the torment we exist
In a state of mediocrity
An idle teardrop
Reflecting all this pain
A deluge in a heartbeat
An idle teardrop
inverted galaxy
That dies upon your skin
Deep inside we share this emptiness
Drown it, bury it, we're in control
In the real a split second of bliss
Exhaled in a single breath out to the cold
No escape velocity
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7. |
Entropy
04:19
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Gone without a trace
Reduced to our components
De-summed and stripped away
Drifting apart in entropy
Meaning dissipates
Paint daubed on a canvas
An alloy of our hopes and fears
Dissolving in the rain
Are you ready for what
We know not?
Will it be a heaven or hell
And will we still feel?
Or will we just rot
And see the
Curtain closing on our final will
Unbound beyond the veil
In the end it won't be us
Who sees the great disorder
Disembodied ghosts
Unstitched from what informs the real
An endless veldt of dust
Waiting for the rain to come
And create new life
To come and wash it all away
A weightless silence
That leaves us comatose
Until we drift too far
A breathless high
Made poison by the dose
You don’t come down; you fall
You don’t come down; you fall
You don’t come down; you fall
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Something to Say
04:34
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Don’t you have fire in your soul?
Let me see it
Don’t you have pain in your heart?
Let me feel it
Didn’t you wish the innocence in your eyes away?
Don't you want to feel alive?
Don’t you have something to say?
Don’t you say you are your own god?
So believe it
Don’t you want it so hard it hurts?
Reach out and take it
Didn’t you dream of taking this ride all the way?
Don’t you want to see inside?
Don’t you have something to say?
What you want, you cannot take
Because of what you’ve told yourself
Behind your teeth, you salivate
Afraid of blood your claws might spill
What you want, you cannot take
Because of what you’ve told yourself
But you can’t turn back, now you’ve got a taste
Of your violent potential
Don’t you say it’s never enough?
Come on and prove it
Don’t you want to know what you’re worth?
You’re gonna lose it
Suffering in your own sense of significance
Don’t you want to rise above?
Don’t you have something to say?
In all this chaos
You still fear letting go
Random existence
What are you waiting for?
In all this chaos
You still fear letting go
Without a limit
Come on and take it all
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Panacea
04:01
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Intravenous rose thorns
Under the light of the whore
A bitter tendril down your throat and pushing up through your sores
Into the violence we're born
The inner sanctum of war
Moral decay another reason to believe
We cast a shadow over
The light that fires beyond
Serrated seraphim exiled to the flesh of the world
A dull razor to the throat
The catalyst of the fall
And then the silence as the pleasure conceals the pain
Into the blood spit fire, consuming the circle
We live in hell and see heaven below
Into the vein strychnine, line becomes the serpent
We live in hell and see heaven below
You are the one
The panacea for our fears
Divine and perfect
Bathed in our blood
And consecrated to believe
You’re more than human
You are the one
The panacea for our fears
Divine and perfect
We share a dream
We’re symbiotic, we’re disease
And more than human
A beautiful sacrifice
For the most violent god
A candle burning for that which would snuff the light from the world
Worship in silence the one
That feeds on nihilism
A pretty cure for a monstrous disease
A feeling up from your heart
That sweeps your skin like a frost
Cold sweat and shivers like a lover’s touch consume all that’s real
A precious moment is lost
An intimate holocaust
Love given freely to a thing that doesn’t feel
Bleed for me
Taste from me
Don't pray for me
I don't need it
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10. |
The Moth Collector
03:44
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Control
Makes you feel so high
Pulling wings off flies
Inflict the pain that’s been done unto you
So small
Pretty and refined
You study their design
Watch their life evaporate because of you
And when they wanted to know why
This curiosity
‘cause pushing pins through butterflies
Is what could make you heal
Faking all life's emotions
Never found fear, never found love
Never found a reason to go on
You'll never want what you have
Desire
Has never made you crawl
Had you against the wall
Your heart has ever gotten the best of you
Inside
You feel mechanical
You sit like a doll
In darkened rooms when no one’s watching you
And when you look them in the eyes
And see the enemy
I know you’re trying to decide
What character to play
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11. |
Apples
03:46
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Silhouette in darkness
Standing at the door
Vacant as a mirror
No one looks in anymore
Vacuous assailant
Attempts to breach the walls
Vermin metamorphosed
Never to return to form
Recognise the pain
Trying to resurface
I don’t need it anymore
Covered by a poultice
The wound becomes a scar
Footsteps of a ghost
Gone like the tide covers the shore
Persona non grata
Banished from the halls
Unseen and unwelcome
Left to weather the storm
Familiar weight of pain
Underneath the surface
I don’t need it anymore
Turned up empty music
Bolted shut the door
Painted black the mirror
So I can’t look anymore
Running all this time
From what’s inside
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12. |
Milk and Honey
04:37
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In these walls a paradise
At least that’s what we’re told
Aren’t you glad you were born right?
And so we all echo
Sell the chains to the slaves and see
How they put themselves in cages of fear
Milk and honey all they need
We know the value of a life
The key is the postcode
See an object of desire
Pull it down and drag it home
Third-world violence scrolling down our screens
Show us prisons, show us atrocities
Proof enough that we are free
Heart of ice, inside you, inside me
Can’t survive, without you, the empty
Tell me a lie, something comforting
Say it softly, sing it like a requiem
Milk and honey all I need
Post-apartheid got me sitting pretty
World’s on fire but not anywhere near me
Proof enough that I am free
Milk and honey all we need
Proof enough that we are free
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