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Zero-Sum
03:48
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Renouncing all burdens of sorrow and shame,
The ones that we uphold tip the scales again,
The balance I've tried to achieve, it's deceived,
The hopeless and the worthless aren't worthless to me.
Accepting only what you cannot see,
Derision precedes disbelief,
Your silence is funded by greed,
Echoing the world you perceive.
You'll find no peace,
No sentiment of mine,
For the debt you owe,
Is honoured in due time.
Paralysed in Synesthesia,
Lost in artefacts in you behaviour,
Perpetual amnesia displaces your mind,
All the time.
You merge with feeling that you fear the most,
On the heavens you tread just to walk alone.
Hoping to breathe but you never.
Break from the moment,
From a feeling unspoken.
You'll find no peace,
No sentiment of mine,
For the debt you owe,
Is honoured in due time.
Break from the moment,
From a feeling unspoken,
From this nightmare you've woken,
Separate the fibre from the core,
Vivid in hiding,
Homeward residing,
Our innermost evil outsider,
Silencing the essence of us all.
You'll find no peace,
No sentiment of mine,
For the debt you owe,
Is honoured in due time.
At the mercy of your fate,
You justify your right,
The authors of your name are
those you left behind.
No sentiment of mine.
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Counterpart
03:48
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A titan born from the abstract counterpart
All that's left behind and torn apart
What do you expect when you add fuel to the fire?
I'm done with making sense of who we are.
Grown into a space you'll never find
Your righteous mind will never cross this line
Buried with the will you set aside
You turn the other cheek to the voice inside.
Refractions in my mind are so persistent
Clouds around my conscience leave it sore
Why must I face such resistance
To salvage what is left of my perfect flaws?
Where did it all begin? I said it from the start
Exceeding limitations, you've taken me too far.
Grown into a space you'll never find
Your righteous mind will never cross this line
Buried with the will you set aside
You turn the other cheek to the voice inside.
Torn apart, (This isn't who we are!)
From the start, (This isn't who we are!)
Set aside (This isn't who we are!)
Don't you cross this line!
Grown into a space you'll never find
Your righteous mind will never cross this line
Buried with the will you set aside
You turn the other cheek to the voice inside.
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Dogma
03:34
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Follow my lead and you'll see,
The way that it should be,
Misplacing convictions,
I'll always be the centrepiece,
Falsely claiming, deprecating,
The fact of the matter is
It's easier on your eyes,
To see it how you want it to be.
Formulate, Fabricate,
Just to hide the guilt, the shame,
Intimidate, manipulate,
Just to have your way.
Guided by a blinding light,
The irony is never so
black and white, dark or bright,
Submit to what you need,
Truth-forsaking,
Self-inflating,
Everything changes,
Bound by unfulfillment,
Imprisoned by what you believe.
Formulate, Fabricate,
Just to hide the guilt, the shame,
Intimidate, manipulate,
Just to have your way.
Formulate, Fabricate,
Just to hide the guilt, the shame,
Intimidate, manipulate,
Just to have your way.
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Colours Bleed
04:05
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Your lies hide what you portray,
Tied to the way you hate,
Cries fail to hide your shame,
Deny, refuse to take the blame.
I separate the scars,
Carved into who we are,
Sever what's underneath,
I see your colours bleed.
Cold Blood floods your brain,
Clarity fades away,
Feigning an inner peace,
Visions of calmer seas,
Save face, hide all trace,
Wearing your mask to see, hiding from reality,
Press your ear to the door between your dreams and what you saw,
Who is this for?
I separate the scars,
Carved into who we are,
Sever what's underneath,
I see your colours bleed.
Show what you want me to see,
Your disarray your entropy,
A bittersweet repeat of your past,
Oh at last,
A king with no crown above,
Can't find the strength enough,
To fight what does not have to be.
I separate the scars,
Carved into who we are,
Sever what's underneath,
I see your colours, I see your colours, I see your colours bleed.
Show what you want me to see,
Your disarray your entropy,
A bittersweet repeat of your past,
Oh at last,
A king with no crown above,
Can't find the strength enough,
To fight what does not have to be.
Beckoning on your knees,
Sentient for all to see,
Surrendered your life to deceit,
Now you plead,
When will you ever learn,
These tables will never turn,
If solely you pray for relief.
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Eclipse
03:08
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Compliant you seek reprieve,
Contrived is the world that you all claim to need,
Forlorn is the circumstance,
Where distinction and nuance suffer at your hands.
Surrender yourselves away,
Erase all but your name,
Denial defines your way.
A cry to expose within,
A cry to release what you all know is real,
Relinquishing all you feel,
Intrinsic values are concealed.
Surrender yourselves away,
Erase all but your name,
Denial defines your way.
Reflections you can't reclaim,
Synthetic, egregious, inherent in the
Apathy you sustain,
When will you break down,
Only to rise again.
Eclipse yourselves as one,
Welcoming what's to come,
Led astray to this empty place,
Surely you can't betray
The Shadows you cast away,
Erase all but your name,
Denial defines your way.
Surrender yourselves away,
Surrender yourselves away.
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6. |
My Sentence Awaits
03:42
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Plotting your escape,
Erasing and retracing all the
steps that you'll make,
Vilifying, antagonising
All that's in your way,
Painting on a canvas no-one
else can trace.
Tell me what I know,
Release me from my inhibitions,
Blind and alone.
Sell me your story so I can change my ways,
Bound without reason,
Treason, my sentence awaits.
Forced underneath,
Carrying your conscience my
integrity is seized,
Tormentors they dance around me as the
earth caves away,
To a better being, a sense of feeling,
When you let your devils have their way,
There's no-one else to blame.
Tell me what I know,
Release me from my inhibitions,
Blind and alone.
Sell me your story so I can change my ways,
Bound without reason,
Treason, my sentence awaits.
Tell me what I know,
Release me from my inhibitions,
Nowhere left to go.
Nothing left to say,
This is of my own volition,
Find another way,
Find another way.
Sell me your story so I can change my ways,
Grinding my teeth now I'm left here to fight the change,
Appeasing my demons, failing to turn the page,
Bound without reason,
Treason, my sentence awaits.
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