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Sacred Ground
02:17
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leave this place you don't belong. we purge your thoughts. are you scared? i can see it in your eyes, you see your mistake. but it's too late. try and repent, see what will come of it.
sacred ground, make a sound. you will see eternity.
catch a break, we will take all the words you'll never say.
sacred ground, make a sound. you will see eternity.
wasted life, feel this knife. never forget what you lost today.
rise. up. don't. look away from me. see. your. last. sight with those eyes.
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your lungs, once perfect, are slowly turning withered, grey to black. those boags control you. i don't want to watch you kill yourself. each puff you take sheds hours off your life. i've heard the patch works wonders, or buy a pack of nicorette. trust me, it's a better bet than smoking cigarettes. just trust me.
self inflicted execution, statistic contribution, you expect me to believe that you're not addicted? you think that i don't see you, on midland with your friends, comparing brands, you fucking fiend (you fucking hypocrite)
can you listen to me for once? i think you're cool just the way you are. you don't need a cancer stick between your lips to look more hip.
do you know what you're inhaling? do you know what's in your smoke?
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Murky Waters
01:31
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i've been putting my life in boxes and fighting back the cold. overtaking all my thoughts, it keeps repeating. where. is. home.
but i won't stop searching. i can't keep these questions at bay. they won't loosen their hold. and i'm losing my footing. reality melts away. a presence beyond my vision drawing ever near.
i've been putting my life in boxes but nothing fucking fits. it's a cold sobering truth so i'll just push it away. putting my life in boxes, trying to make some sense. it's a cold sobering truth when nothing fucking fits.
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Long Live the King
00:23
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Buddhist Priest
04:44
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walk the wretched ground. (i hear)
traverse this frozen void. (nothing)
silence. (hangs heavy) stillness. (surrounds us)
blackened, crystalized in time.
quicken the pace. (i hold)
numb toes in tattered shoes. (nothing)
these legs. (grow weary) these souls. (decaying)
won't take us much further now.
walk the wretched ground. (i hear)
traverse this frozen void. (nothing)
silence. (hangs heavy) stillness. (surrounds us)
blackened, crystalized in time.
my witness is the branches i can't break.
a feeling i can't shake.
roots writhe and twist in my wake.
lift your eyes and search for something real.
(hold on / to this / and never let it go)
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Daido Loori Montclair, New Jersey
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