1. |
Awaiting Bliss
01:56
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Grinding teeth into dust
The lust for slumber
Under sheets that bleed
In color
The thought of thunder
Keeps me weak
Forever bound to restless sleep
I hope my father can hear me weep
I wish my father
Could see me now
A gentle breeze that swiftly shifts
Around my beating heart and sits
And there it sits
Awaiting bliss to graze against
My eager lips
And shape into a loving kiss
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2. |
Crow Call
02:17
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All I see when I sleep
Is your callous face
Staring back at me
Feigning death
A failed attempt
Anything but reality
Is this what you wanted?
Tears of sympathy
Bridled guilt and pity
Held eternally
My lines are tied together
By the brittle strings of empathy
Splitting at the seams
Entangled in between
Lines are held together
By brittle strings of empathy
Dial tones and messages
We’re the bane of your existence
Try it one more time and
They’ll be sorry
Can you please forgive me?
A boy without a father
Has to grow into a fucking man
I’ve turned into such a man
That never learned to understand
My emotions or my motives
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3. |
Blooming Red
02:47
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A pool of blood
Around your hand
Making mud out of sand
Reflecting stars like you said
The gun you kept
Under my bed
Created life
Where you rest your head
Impending blooms of red and pink
Could cross their arms
While water leaks
Dripping downward
Moving forth
Watch your body take its course
I may have covered up my ink
It stained my chest
So young and weak
Your voice never left my head
Forever in my heart
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4. |
Creature of Judgement
01:36
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[Instrumental]
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5. |
Like the Rest
03:21
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I can barely see
My eyes are weak
Desperately searching
For the end
I can hardly breathe
Lungs so heavy
Quietly I speak
To myself and ask
What’s the purpose?
Air is a burden on my chest
Cut my heart out
And there’s nothing left
Down beneath we decompose
Like the rest
We all decay
And so I plan my death
Twisting together
Strands that lock without failure
Wrapped gently around my neck
Gravity pulls my feet
Inches from the ground
Swinging like a pendulum
My eyes are weak
I can barely see
I can’t breath
Quietly I speak
To myself and ask
What’s the purpose?
Air is a burden on my chest
Cut my heart out
And there’s nothing left
Down beneath the soil
We decompose like the rest
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6. |
White Noise
04:43
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White noise creates a wall
Between my mind and insanity
White lines behave like flames
Illuminating my memory
In waves
I am a slave, blistered and maimed
Prodded like a beast without a name
Burning a wound of twisted shame
Cut, bruised, and beaten by the chain
We work to pay for our own graves
Complacency
A human disease
Cast out in exile
Just for wanting to be
Free from the burden of
Alluring sorrow
Blissful afflictions
There is a purpose for me
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GLITTERBOMB Tempe, Arizona
Harsh noise from Tempe, AZ. Est. 2014
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