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Night Breed
07:22
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A ravaging indifference
A pyramid of plagues
We are denied our human rights
You're feeding off the dead
Shards of glass swallowed down
Our voice a bloodied scream
The more we try and fight
The more you take away
Distilling hope
Blackened tar
Vicious hate
Fever dream
This sickly sweat
Can nourish nothing now
For the Earth below us
Was poisoned long ago
We are left with rotting flesh
And a broken mind
You are picking at the threads
While our sanity unwinds
You have left us more than nothing
Black holes behind your coined eyes
It is all forsaken
You revel when we die
Now the monsters circle round us
Gnashing jaws and howling chorus
A resonance
Of sorrow bound in wrath
Takes ahold of us
We are fighting back
Our roots go deep and our friendship
Is found in fungal forms
Let our voices fill with thunder
We are dancing in the storm
It is through our own power
We are reborn into this form
Of our own design
Let this vessel become
An unholy shrine
Though you try to tame us
Glinting your smile
We know that rusted heart
Can bleed no more than bite
These thoughts and prayers you give
Are hollow offerings
Our lives worth more
Than wretched fear and pointless suffering
Chiropteran queers to the front
Our night has come
And now we fly
Amphibious queers slither forth
The crossroads open
And now we ride
To the black sabbath within us
Shapeshifting sanguine sacrifice
To the wild woods before us
Flesh feels fang
And pays the price
To the darkest depths below
We plunge into the waves
Dragging those who hinder us
To long forgotten graves
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2. |
Golden Blasphemy
04:41
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A corroded alchemy
Will not set you free
Traded our blood for coin
A golden blasphemy
Your mind is thrall
To fallow men
Your flesh is but a hole
Theirs to fuck and to control
A clockwork king
A hurried thing
Indifferent to desire
Dig the trenches
Six feet deep
Work til you expire
This glinting collar clings
Closer round your neck
And the more you struggle
The more it squeezes out
Your breath
The bastards want you gasping
So they can charge you for the air
As their grip grows tighter
They say it's only fair
The prophet of the profit
Claims but a single way
Like the ever zealous god
No sheep must ever stray
Thus the vile twins have fused
A colossus formed of certainty
Blinded eyes and swollen tongue
Spews a maggotous decree
Surrender now
Your hearts true love
Give all your life to me
Their lonely legend
Led by lies
Their guilded glamour waning
Disillusioned we ask why
Their false foundations fading
Falling to the reaping scythe
Their rusted chains are breaking
Time to let the story die
The future's ours for taking
Call the rain
Forth from the sky
Wash away this stagnation
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3. |
Worm Gate
05:47
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At the journey's end
a fluttering of blood red wings
frost pours off her lips
twilight words of lifetimes past
to those beloved, she doth sing
the bones have settled down
taking pathways far beyond
nightly gardens growing strong
Sown to sink and rise again
a fertile darkness holding all
and once more, the end begins
the loon that dives, beneath the waves
laments and calls and screams her name
the loon that dives, beneath the waves
laments and calls and screams her name
do not fear the devil
do not despair the door
The switches sweep
the gateway clear
We are makers of our lore
the stories told
will ring through time
echoes of her voice
how we came to meet our Death is our choice
welcome the devil
welcome the door
when the time has aligned
we follow those who went before
And for those who linger
the spectral form remains
Hollowed heart, healing rain
aching voids, take my pain
while the ghost still wanders
there is comfort in the company
like the chambers of the Nautilus
building aeons around a memory
fossilized inside the mind
grey matter in geology
a precious stone we pick up
and carry with us secretly
The devil comes to liberate
the door an ever shifting gate
we are masters of our fate
do not fear the devil
do not despair the door
The switches sweep
the gateway clear
We are makers of our lore
welcome the devil
welcome the door
when the time has aligned
we follow those who came before
the devil comes to liberate
the door an ever shifting gate
we are the masters of our fate
we are the masters of our fate
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