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Cult of Osiris
04:20
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This life, shattered into shards
The universe holds the cards
Memories form scars
In this I am vexed
Is this a failed test?
This sickness I possess
Broken faith never rest
Change is constant
If you want it, make it
The wolf, creeping through the mind
The universe unkind
Memories remind
In this we are vexed
Body torn to shreds
Bandaged up at best
Betrayal, manifest
Life leeched away
If you want it, take it
now
This soul, tortured eternity
A universe not meant to be
Memories set free
No longer vexed
Passed the test
In the afterlife I request
To Osiris acquiesce
Life after life
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Deeply spun,
I twist up through the ground.
Dirt blankets my face.
Where once this earth was my only friend,
She now constricts me like a snake.
Six feet under,
My arms reach out,
Beyond my shadowy grave.
Fingertips carve a path to the sun.
Breaking beyond this pain.
As I grow to beg for this hole...
My self begins to emerge,
Brushing off the dirt that clings to my body,
I see life branching out in front of me.
Genesis chi inspires me.
Plugged into the root of it all.
That energy reaches out of you...
Across time and space.
As we stumbled out of our self-made holes,
We're more than the sum of our parts.
Reclaim our identity,
We cling to each other.
We've become divinity.
Genesis chi inspires me.
Plugged into the root of it all.
That energy reaches out to you...
Across time and space.
I never thought I'd find you.
Never thought I would breathe again.
I feared the worst, drowning in the dirt.
But with you I feel alive.
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3. |
Salesman of Salvation
03:49
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You and I are decomposing.
Returned to dirt, while the lie is eroding
It's better all left undone.
Nothing to forget to remember .
I can see the future.
I know what's coming down.
You will feel it forever.
Just like it's always been around.
Don't go, don't go, don't go... no don't go.
Breathe in, breathe out.
Salesman of salvation.
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I know you've been through hell
I've walked through as well
Half way down life’s path
Three beasts we cannot pass
Temptation leads to ruin
No straight way salvation's
Walking out of a deep place
We wait to hear the voice of the sun
Never reside on the shores of Acheron
Neutral angelic failures lost in the fall
There is no reward for survival
There is no solace in a tragedy
“So it is wanted there
where the power lies”
Crossing into the light
With you by my side
Never reside on the shores of Acheron
Never fall to the nine circles
We've made to dawn on the rising Sunday
With you by my side, with you by my side. . .
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6. |
What's the Definition?
04:49
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We're about collision,
and charging on confusion.
Our sun warmed faces
now deformed.
And with intent
on pealing the skin,
"remember this place" she said.
Because we both know....
that soon, soon we'll have to go.
So we scream,
and we shout.
We've got to let it out.
As points collide
we confuse the issue.
And our intent
is now regret.
I guess that's what we get.
We both know that soon..
soon we'll have to go.
What's the definition?
We're about collision,
and charging on illusion.
Our sun warped faces
now deformed.
And her intent,
was pealing my skin.
"Remember this place" she said.
We both know...
that soon, soon we'll have to go.
What's the definition?
We scream,
and we shout.
We've got to
let it out.
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7. |
Beware the Coalition
04:09
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Won't wear a uniform,
Too individual.
I walk against the norm,
Too evolutional.
And by 3am,
Beware the coalition.
The sheep wont know what's coming.
Nah, they don't know what's coming!
You bought their uniform,
How unoriginal.
You think just like a norm,
Not an individual.
And by 3am,
I am the coalition.
The sheep wont know I'm coming.
Nah, they don't know I'm coming!
Beware! Beware! Beware!
Won't wear their uniform,
Too damn original!
I walk outside the norm,
Too evolutional.
And by 3am,
Beware the coalition.
The sheep wont know what's coming.
Nah, they don't know...
What's coming!
Beware! Beware! Beware!
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8. |
10am
03:57
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No comforts at the edge of this storm.
Our darkest hour is at hand.
A rapid spiral of irrevocable change.
This is going to hurt more than hell itself.
So shut your eyes,
It's not going to be alright.
We're not meant to win this fight.
This is the worst day of our life.
As my life touches yours for the last time,
I use my breath to try to give you life.
I see the light fading from your eyes.
You go to your maker in this June sun light.
So I shut my eyes,
You're not going to be alright.
You leave this child and I behind.
You are no longer mine.
No longer mine.
When desperation gives way to acceptance, there are no questions left to ask.
When consequence leaves everything broken, rebuilding is the only logical task.
Rebuilding is the only logical task.
Rebuilding is the only logical task.
Rebuilding. Is the only logical task.
No longer Mine.
Mine.
Mine.
Mine.
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9. |
Chuck
04:11
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No superheroes
in my hometown.
There's just me,
on the ground.
And I am Charlie Brown.
I'm washing away,
this dilemma that's yesterday.
I'm washed away,
In yesterday.
I'm tearing back the shell,
so that I might see.
I'm wide awake and breathing.
I'm not sure if I should be.
Because what we need,
we overlook.
And with our greed,
we overlook.
No superheroes in my hometown.
And no stunt double.
There's just me,
on the ground.
And I am Charlie Brown.
I'm washing away,
this dilemma that's yesterday.
I'm washed away,
by yesterday.
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10. |
Cauterize
04:00
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Join the ranks of the wounded.
Reeling from the events of the year.
This feels like treading water.
Floating through the spiral of the verse.
Running into the black...
will this vessel hold another day?
Cauterize.
To survive.
To remain alive.
Cauterize this tachycardic heart inside.
The eye of Pandora opens.
Her breath smells of regret.
Hair tied back with secrets,
And the whispers are only shadows.
This feels like treading water.
Floating through the spiral of the verse.
Running out of the black into the sun.
This vessel hold another day.
Cauterize.
To survive.
To remain alive.
Cauterize this tachycardic heart inside.
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11. |
Blueberry Headband
05:27
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12. |
S.O.S (Desolate Mix)
03:48
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