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hell is empty
02:58
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All eyes on the priest
The law’s eyes
The systems cloak
A city united as towers fall
All eyes on the priest
A spotlight isn’t enough
To uncover your lord’s cloak
The victim’s numbers
The hunter’s thirst
The survivor’s muzzle
Your savior’s curse
A hand stained scarlet
Isn’t enough
To uncover
Your savior’s curse
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a child with darker hair
04:31
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What is forbidden is shot through telephones
A paternal blockade unrelenting
a connection thieved by the cross
Distance grew in lengths, fondness grew in droves
Set free, never to return
Never was, never will be
Showered with regret like the cliche of thy name
dark skies blanket mine eyes
darling, where lies your heart?
Phone calls with a month of the year
forgotten, or plaguing your dreams (as well)?
A waltz that forced the course of what will be
an inaction that cemented it
Rooted and pale, a tranquilizing breath
what could've been, is that which never will
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Can an entire city be haunted?
Can your heart be vacant of the river of claret
Overflowing in each of our vessels?
Like the animals who bludgeon the brothers and the sisters
Of the brittle and the small and the different.
Or the ones who turn their heads.
What is feeding on my home?
Thus we turn back a chapter
Agonize and stutter
Over every line.
And lock ourselves
In the haunt that is
Persistently recurring
To the mind.
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Hath I not eyes?
Do I not bleed?
Y'shall close thy door
As I do mine.
The thievery you teach
I will execute tenfold.
My morals do not rely
on your treacherous words.
The thievery drawn from willing pockets shower the idols false.
Drape the veil and hide thee from reason.
I prefer mine darkness to thy light.
Spill your grief and wait your week.
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5. |
the mark we leave
02:17
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Looking in the mirror
The embodiment of our pride
Mine eyes, thy bone
An extension of the pair
Remind me your name?
Features are blurred, disease is revealed
Detach the shards
Our attempt to
Erase regrets
Blunt objects can not ruin
Infinite malady
Memory fails me
Your face I can’t recall
Number of the suitors I can’t recall
A seething bath? Futile.
Unwanted geese, why must you swim?
Felines do well in bags.
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6. |
nursery rhymes in salem
03:24
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Save thy soul
Give thy name
Save thy name
Give thy soul
A switch that breaks the accused
Gospel listens not to truth
I’ve given you my soul
Leave me my name
The minority then is the minority still
Faith is strong, blindness sought
A journey to ignorance
An ocean of lies protected
You ask for a lie
I am condemned for the truth
I can bear more weight than thy
Succumb to beatings
Confessions granted
Proof of relenting will
God is dead.
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7. |
flesh failures
03:16
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A veil of belonging (here)
Sheep among wolves (unmasked)
Compromising acceptance for (identity)
We all want to be (unique)
Eyes locked in
In need of a path
Without our wind
In need of purpose
Facing a dying nation
Choosing the sides of our fathers
Rotting flesh
Serene are those immersed in light
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