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Oppressive Like Thunder
02:43
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Transcendent polemics
fallacious academics
synthetic systemic systematic ideals
which conceals
the truth
the sex appeal
oppressive like thunder
please oppress me like thunder
oppressive like thunder
metaphysical sonic waves,
will have me tossed in the grave
those were the days
when hate was praised
with hearts ablaze
soaking up rays
of the sun, under the influence of Antichrists favorite son.
ritual sacrifice to the spirit of the age
locked in my cage
a threat misgauged
All I know is what I see
All I see is what I have
All I have is what you give
and All you give is fucking garbage
I'm done
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The Best Of You
03:00
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the best of you
which you give to all that come to you
seeking comfort and control
of something worthwhile
a fragment of hope
and of love
failure laden attempts,
at keeping your self in check
As well as sheltering those who hurt and ache
for your attention, and physical embrace
the angels in awe,
look down on us in their grief
praying that we change our reckless ways
despite how big this place is,
we still manage to hurt those that are close to us
Have you heard a word? let it die with you,
I burn these traditions and renew moral law
a nobody with nothing going nowhere, fast.
all expressions made in vain are void.
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Animal Pharm
01:07
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The stock lay agraze
counting the days in their daze
gross profits bring tidings of rapture and salvation
amphetamine cancer
opiate answer
heart beats out of chest
nauseous, not cautious
Reverend Pfizer, prey on me, please?
pale faced, sweating ice
passing on life
a gamble worth nothing
but a life made for something
Go!
a lavish mansion with great halls
prozac walls
preventing your falls
keeping you safe within your tomb
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Sojourner
00:46
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The man from Victoria
In righteous euphoria
stood and conversed with God
Along the way he started to stray,
and his conscience began to prod.
In his condition,
his lowly position,
and with so much contrition,
the false physician took note of him
with so much contrition,
his lowly position,
he was back in communion with God.
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Hold Me Like A Grudge
01:51
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Hold me like a grudge, that you can't let go of
embrace me as a mother does, just because.
I feel disdain as it rains from your eyes
please forgive me all your sins I overemphasize
I see your faults so clearly
I judge you oh so dearly
if not for me, honey
you would be lost at sea,
in my reality
babe, you belong to me.
I'd be lost without you, take you for granted everyday
this bond we share sometimes is left in disaray by me
I'm insecure, proud, disrespectful, self-absorbed
through thick and thin youre always there for me to ignore
I love you oh so dearly
I communicate unclearly
if not for you, darling
I would be lost at sea
in actuality
perfect are you for me
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Spite Me
01:06
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Spite me
Do me a favor and smite me
oppress me with your love, please, and spite me
drown me in your good intentions
I lack regard for your abuse.
Please! disrespect me with you actions
and laugh!
All stones you cast, I welcome.
contradictory pyrrhic victory,
welcomed injury,
please mock my insecurities.
Destroy my pride.
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when I was a child I wanted scars
ones that matched that which I aimed to be
an unearned narrative of which I wanted to live
a manifestation of which naivety sowed
Evidence of a struggle
a sign of life
As an adult I have some scars
some are pain, some are in vain
Some are seen, some I hide
Some I'll always lock inside
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As The Moon Follows
01:43
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when the sun set, I painted the sky
admiring the moon
suspended by God
euphoric, transmorphic
I laid there and cried
for I knew that I was done
speaking with my brothers in dreams
so it seemed
that the moon followed me
shackled by lust, distrust, I must confess
as confused as I was
as consumed as I was
I was fooled
into thinking that this painted world
comradic
hypnotic
was where I was
because at the end of the dream
so it still seemed
that the moon followed me
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To Feed The Trees
02:21
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An Emperor came back from the war
surrounded by compliments and honors galore
and to avoid it
to protect his soul
someone behind him would say:
Remember brother, that you are dust, and unto dust you'll return
From all walks of life
they feed the trees
awaiting that glorious trumpet
that will bring every last man down to their knees
What we once WERE,
which you ARE now,
what we ARE,
you will BECOME.
who was the fool
who were the wise
who was the beggar ,the emperor, the prize
Emperor, your sword
Emperor, your crown
are worthless, because all are equal in death
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