1. |
Unborn
03:20
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A wasteland envelopes your conscious mind.
Lacerating the calm
the you you want to be
rises from the ash,
augmented cyber beauty
Split bones with a Power Tongue
you're falling behind!
Cut through with a Fire Fist
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Don't let biology get the upper hand
Let us unlock your anatomical potential
You've become one
with Wire and steel
Spiral architecture
Unwinding
What you see is only prototype
Spiral architecture unwinding
aligning
Split bones with a Power Tongue
you're falling behind!
cut through with a Fire Fist
Split bones with a Power Tongue
eviscerate competition!
cut through with a Fire Fist
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2. |
At Close Range
04:20
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v1.
in these eyes
lunacy
degrading
the sanctity
not revenge
so much more
transgressions
to account for
pre.
how could i
lose such sleep
on
something so
petty as
you
ch.
at close range
flaws will show
cracks and warp
at close range
you fall apart
lies unfurl
may you don this flashburn like a halo
v2.
thoughts process
like machineguns
stacatto
and lives undone
no rest for
wicked men
purity
means of an end
pre.
how could i
lose such sleep
on
something so
petty as
you
ch.
at close range
flaws will show
cracks and warp
at close range
you fall apart
lies unfurl
may you don this flashburn like a halo
bridge & solo.
pre.
how could i
lose such sleep
on
something so
petty as
you
ch.
at close range
flaws will show
cracks and warp
at close range
you fall apart
lies unfurl
may you don this flashburn like a halo
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3. |
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Dragons Thunder Wizards and Shit
Of fifteen villages strong
the culmination of divine seed
The fruition of years of training comes,
but a prophet extends a warning forth:
“This dream of a wooden rose
shatters like glass upon crystal hoof”
The progeny's blood boils with dragoncide
his raised staff calls a clap of thunder
from the sky
I bring
its doom
I'll answer
the call
The vision of his crumpled mass
fills the prophet's mind
a torrent of blood channeled by
their indignation
a black mark is cast upon the town
the shadow of a fool
smokes curls from the mountaintop
foreboding the end
of fifteen days trek
the product of magus' lineage grows
The dragon's lair yawns overhead
amplifying the young boy's cry:
“This bloody day will see the end
of you or I, but none the same”
The lizard extends his great paw forth
and with a mighty thrust grinds him
into dust
It takes
the corpse
a bloody
trophy
The vision of his crumpled mass
fills the villages eyes
a torrent of blood channeled by
their indignation
a black mark is cast upon the town
the shadow of a fool
fire rains from the mountaintop
heralding the end
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4. |
When Fingers Clasp
05:32
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When Fingers Clasp
When the chill
hits the spine
when the impulse
hits the mind
when foundation
bows and cracks
when the psyche
snaps
when it snaps
when it breaks
when the vessel
gasps and shakes
when the shell
hits the floor
when it breathes
no more
when fingers clasp
and eyes go wide
you and I will know
the secrets that we hide
when I fall
to my knees
when I come back
to reality
when I see
the work I've done
when we've become
one
when I look
at my hands
when I finally
understand
when I regain
my control
when you last breath
won't tell a soul
Chorus
don't worry
it only hurts for a second
I know
I know you'll never tell
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