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Canary
03:07
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Release me.
This is how it's always been;
I've seen my home defaced.
It has all returned to me,
I won't concede to false fate.
So close to freedom
but so far from faith;
I have seen the ocean
but only felt the rain.
As an involuntary martyr
and as a saint of the dead,
the miner's fucking canary
does not feel regret.
So don't hold your breath.
But for as long as I can
still move and breathe,
I'll fly as far as I can.
There is nothing left that can stop me.
There can be no greater end.
Bred to die in isolation.
Sweet fucking solitude;
I hope you choke.
As an involuntary martyr
and as a saint of the dead,
the miner's fucking canary
does not regret what's said.
I hope you choke.
Release me.
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2. |
The Continuum
02:53
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Submit to the regression
and regress to submission once again.
Take me back to a time when
we knew who we were fighting;
these two-faced carers
have never been quite so silent.
This void in the mirror
looks more and more like me.
Stare into the face of your failed creation.
I am the alpha turned on its fucking self.
I am omega with nothing left to lose.
Destroyer is destroyed.
The meaning of struggle is etched into us all;
blink and you'll miss it.
Take a second glance
and it's wrapped around your throat.
Oh god, curse this intuition.
Oh god, forgive my cursed vision.
False inspiration and broken dreams;
forget the means to an end,
this is the end of the means.
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Validation (The Atrophy)
03:22
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Stare into the void
I stand here waiting to embrace the fall.
I will not preach but I'll forgive you all.
Living life for another;
we're the last ones left.
This is all I can give to you.
We are oblivion.
This is annihilation.
Armed by a mindset.
(Stand up.)
Overtaken by a realisation.
I still see it when I close my eyes.
Embrace the fall.
The void consumes all.
Don't be scared when you see me;
I don't look like your son anymore.
There's blood on the floor;
ligatures mark the sight of the fall.
He's kept it so quiet; how did we not know?
It's too late for reasons now open the door.
There's blood on the floor,
ligatures marking the sight of the fall.
He's kept it so quiet; how did we not know?
It's too late for reasons now open this door.
The masked man that you see now is the only one you'll ever know.
Closure is not coming and this hatred is my only home.
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4. |
Solus
04:37
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I hold your worldview in the palm of my hand.
I can tear it apart faster than it began.
What didn't kill you probably should have.
The seconds become days and the days don't end.
You don't want to see what's inside my head.
I see through you, so I can see through the rest.
You are a waste of life, my friend.
(Hate.)
You are a whore of your own existence;
and when the silence burns you,
and when there's no one left to blame,
you will remember what I fucking gave to you.
This world will know my name.
You won't be saved; learn your fucking place.
This ruined world answers to its ruined kings.
(The seconds become days.)
(You don't want to see what's inside my head.)
(I see through the rest.)
(You are a waste of life, my friend.)
You are a whore of your own sorry life,
searching for what you will never find.
Would you give it all to save a life?
This is my final release.
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5. |
Endcreation
05:10
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Walk with us while this world ends.
The world's stopped turning.
The world starts burning when our
hands stop reaching for the end,
repeating through the life you're leading.
Creatures of a loss...
Ultimatum: Blind to freedom.
Beware the last man,
lest you may see him.
Ultimatum: Strive for freedom.
Revolution.
Endcreation.
Creatures of a loss,
creating a need;
you don't exist to me.
At some point your maker will ask:
"Are you a shepherd or a sheep?
Do you even know what you are?
What can you give us that we should keep?"
Time goes on and the waters rise;
you can't stand in a river this deep.
The ruins erode, there is no way out;
the bridge across was built too steep.
The world starts burning when our
hands stop reaching for the end,
repeating through the life you're leading.
It will happen again and again.
(The world is burning.)
Walk with us while this world ends.
(The world's stopped turning.)
They control you.
The last man stands above you.
There is no way out;
entropy ensues as you fall through.
Ultimatum: Strive for freedom.
Revolution.
Endcreation.
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6. |
Inferior Potassium
01:52
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