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Wraith
02:59
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Bury your fangs deep inside my skin
Biting on fibers, I feel it crawling within
My bloodshot eyes, my righteous grin
You knew from the start that I’m a loose cannon
I don’t think you quite understand
My life is slipping out of my hand
Decompose from the inside out
The ultimate surrender to a dying sound
You’re the reason I keep giving in
Infested, I am made for the vices that I’m sick of dealing with
You make it seem like its something I believe
draining my reality
You make it seem like its something I believe
feasting on anxiety
Monologue of misery
Borderline insanity
I’m given up by every goddamn soul
Talk it down, placing bets on who will win
This broken kin weighs like sin
You make it seem like it’s on me
You make it seem like its something i believe
Feasting on anxiety
Bury your fangs deep inside my skin
My scars paint a picture of the hell I’m living in
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2. |
Trauma Culture
03:18
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Different minds in the same frame
The rules are set and put on a scale
A dream of blood with a face so pale
Oh once I realized I’m in control, I’ve been taking my chances cause it’s all my fault
Playing the cards I was dealt as I’m running with broken bones
We‘re only prone to the dogma, when we are coming from a bad place
No helping hand, no sight of saving grace
I know it seems too little too late
Dug in too deep into my weakness
From being struck by bad luck and despair
To suffering the same fate
Different minds in the same frame
Different crime but the same name
The walls are closing in
The ceiling is coming down
Paranoid in my own skin
There is only one way out
Gradual isolation
Intellectual intoxication
Follow through without a thing to complain
(Carve my lane)
I’m better off with the bitterness
(Carve my lane)
Became a host with no dignity left
(Carve my lane)
Consume the life from my open vein
Collateral
So cynical
Seducing
Abusing
Collateral
Non clinical
Not listening
Distressing
Until you die you will propagate your fucking waste
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3. |
Distort
02:44
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desolate to the bone
crossing lines with every thought that I own
don’t leave me alone
i’ll be drawing my blood cause i am dying too slow
obsession with a sacred power
possession, born into me;
a whole world to devour
put me out
punishing
honesty
perishing
put me out of my misery
shed my will to abide by morality
who have i become?
bathed in sin - I don’t think that I deserve anything
bathed in sin - I don’t think that I’m alone in my skin
desolate to the bone,
crossing lines with every thought that I own
don’t leave me alone,
i’ll be drawing my blood cause i am dying too slow
i am the catalyst, a decisionist
i understand that there is only one way out of this,
don’t leave me out of this
i need a therapist,
not just another fucking devil drilling holes into my head
bathed in sin
bathed in sin
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4. |
Magma Hour
02:59
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we lost it all
i’m at the edge of my seat
relief before I forsake
i’ll put the words in your mouth
i’ll make it easy for you
it’s a confession of your deeds
i know you feel it
seen it in the way you move
i fucking feel it again, surfacing
but never coming through
tormenting you
there is no way home from the devil’s womb
poisoned blessing in disguise, a little less than I confide
singing feel-good lullabies, the proper dose makes it alright
one final step into the gates of hell
money can’t buy us free, ‘cause we’re the captive prey
one final step into the gates of hell
money can’t help us now
we sold ourselves to the luxury
there’s no recovery
obliterate, all burdens erased
i’ve seen it coming, just a little too late
ecstasy at the price of our existence
we’re just a tumor so delicate that one is listening
feeding fire with more gasoline
agony, anxiety
begin to see behind the devil’s scheme
the time has come to make deniers believe
one final step into the gates of hell
money can’t buy us free, ‘cause we’re the captive prey
one final step into the gates of hell
money can’t help us now
there’s no recovery
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here I am at the end of my rotten fate
i am a victim to the habits that I cultivate
no smoke without a fire
no blood without a wound
no forgiveness for the sinner
who has seen the face of gloom
i’ll never learn from my mistakes
misery favors the lonely
victim to the habits that I cultivate
misery favors the lonely
[Marcus Lundqvist]
all means have reached an end
another loss in the books
and it feels like i am running out of options
this fucking world’s only a fictional invention
loaded up with toxins
the only reason for me to breathe
the only reason I make believe
no smoke no fire
no blood without a wound
no forgiveness for the sinner
who has seen the face of gloom
i don’t believe in redemption
i don’t think I will ever heal
don’t believe in salvation
never again will I be able to feel
doubting my every decision
fueling my inner division
i am killing off all of my feelings
kill my feelings
take, when the stakes are high
break, running out of time again
take, when the stakes are high
break, just another life down the drain
the irony, my liabilities ricochet back.
I have to face it; I never wanted to repent
i don’t believe in redemption
i don’t think I will ever heal
i don’t believe in salvation
never again will I be able to feel
doubting my every decision
fueling my inner division
I am killing off all of my feelings
kill my feelings
take, when the stakes are high
break, running out of time again
take, when the stakes are high
break, just another life down the drain
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6. |
Zenit
00:41
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7. |
Proxy
02:46
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i was under the impression we were playing on the same team
cut clean, in a room with my enemy
this is where you needed me to plant your fucking seed in me
dug deep with spiteful intent
every day is wasted, delaying my end
control the feed into my bloodstream
every single vein crying out for release
i know i’ve seen this all before
the same place, the same face
i’ve been living in these walls
a different life but the same name
what are the chances?
feeling so defenseless
i’ve been ignoring every warning sign
red flag reverie, betting too high
cemented me into this fever dream
altering my purity
prevailed by a lingering panic
burned into the inside of my head
defiled into the static
not too long until I forget
a memory sifted, reality shifted
sway me away, you taught me how to betray
so fucking sway me away
i’ve been ignoring every warning sign
red flag reverie, betting too high
cemented me into this fever dream
altering my purity
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8. |
Outbreak
02:42
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retain the image with a concrete mask
I better watch my mouth when they come and ask
yeah it’s time again for me to pass
running around with a bounty on my head
it’s getting harder to escape
i don’t think anyone relates
time again to understand
that i am cutting off deadweight
everybody lies
crowned a witness, scraped my eyes
wash away the bitter taste of scapegoat innocence
find a way to fucking cope with it
a pattern in the snow, and i‘m alone with it finally
finding truth in every gear of this machinery
blame, take it away
blaaaaame, paralyzing
the weight that i can feel, their eyes on me
heavy bones repel the flesh; the price of being free
pay up
everybody lies
crowned a witness, scraped my eyes
wash away the bitter taste of scapegoat innocence
lingering in my fate
I will never break
treacherous, what are you hiding from the rest of us?
i will never lay down arms
i will never scorn my fate
everybody lies
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9. |
Blacklight
03:39
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o.l.d. - you’ll get the best of me
o.l.d. - a light of clarity
o.l.d. - you’ll get the best of me
o.l.d. - i’ve never known trust
i‘ve been losing my lust
i’m at a point where I listen to my gut
i‘m your delusional lover holding myself undercover
i’ll be the memory you can’t recover
how does it feel to be God's favorite?
how does it feel to get away with it?
i’m sure you think of me when I think of you
i'm sure you've looked me up, on the internet
no answer that you tried to get
i'm sure you've already followed me home too
you’ve seen me as the silhouette you can’t forget
but I know you only want the fucking best of me;
my time, my spine I abide by the signs
so subtle in the dialect
deaf to what you say but i can read it from your eyes
i had enough of the voices telling me it's wrong
I had enough, i fled the obsession by giving in
i’m tired of listening, why should I give a fuck?
a look into your eyes is all it takes and i am running out of luck
your secret, it‘s between the lines
you might be in the spotlight
but it‘s really all about us
when your gaze passed me by
all I could feel was disgust
o.l.d. - you’ll get the best of me
o.l.d. - a light of clarity
o.l.d. - you’ll get the best of me
o.l.d. - i won’t treat
i had enough of the voices telling me it's wrong
I had enough, i fled the obsession by giving in
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you’re wittingly
pushing me
over the edge
to the extreme
point of no return, into vertigo
to those who care I am only a death hoax
it’s a matter of time
until you take your chance and reap my life
mortal reminder; you feast on debris
the only remain is a splinter of me
you fucking scavenger
how does it taste to live this life?
my grudge became aversion
i’ll leave you rotting away
a fucking pipe dream
this is torture
mistake - the fault on your skin
mistake - there’s not a single fucking hint
mistake - no missing file, no case, no way to prove that you are just a disguise
counterfeit eyes catching you twitch away
take out the fake, i’m returning to stay
don’t black out
i’ll leave you rotting away in the blood
rot away
you’re looking for the mistake - the fault on my skin
mistake - there’s not a single fucking hint
mistake - no missing file, no case, no way to prove that i am wearing your face
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11. |
Mitternacht
01:15
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12. |
Half Me
04:28
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is there something more?
is there something more beyond what I can see?
stay with me through this, stay with me
a terror that lives and breathes, a whisper behind my teeth
those who mean the most have turned their back on me
but this time I‘m not taking the blame
a devil on a chain bearing control over me
reality is slipping away
why don’t you feel the same?
haunting, sew my eyes and stitch them shut
drowning, there’s no hand to pull me up
you are the gift that keeps on giving
i am the burden that keeps on living
a ghost condemned to give in
i feel a part of me is missing
i can’t relate anymore, suffering behind closed doors
everything revolves around the fact i’m not the person that i used to be
giving it up to let the silent speak; this is another half of me
pulling my strings, awake in my sleep
is this all a dream?
the terror that lives and breathes
the whisper behind my teeth
let me sleep, let me sleep
the sour taste of you still lays underneath
my tongue spoils a pure, perfect taste of what it used to be
you are the gift that keeps on giving
i am the burden that keeps on living
a ghost condemned to give in
i feel a part of me is missing
is there something more?
is there something more beyond what I can see?
stay with me through this, stay with me
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