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Comatic Burial
06:05
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Late night but the moon shines bright
It paves a way to a cottage on the hillside
Rotten wood from the dying trees
Barely keeping hold
Each motion makes a creak
In this frozen tomb
My own cerebral room
Behind the casket, you
Here I lay
I can feel it in my chest again
That sinking, drowning, vacant pain
Another day with words left unsaid
Another day closer to the end
He takes my hands
Lying on the ground
Places them above
I swear I'm here, can't you hear me breathe?
I've come to know the fire burns slow
It burns a light, the size of my head
And even if the embers start to fade
I still know the only way is down
Can you feel it in your chest now
Does it bring you down
Does it burden you?
Do you finally understand
The weight of what
I’ve been holding for you
In this empty house
Cold air blows around
Wallpaper peeling down
They lift me from the bed
Decide it’s been enough
I can hear every word
He takes my hands
Lying on the ground
Places them above
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You can kill me
Take away the light
I won’t suffer
I’m fine with a new life
Eyes open to see
Paradoxical
Illumination
Is this now all of me ?
Translucent figure
Hovers over
Can you feel it consume?
I feel a split tongue licking my wounds
Now I’m safe and secure in your womb
I am the ghost that’s haunting you
Come to see this
Come to witness
Come to be this
Come to kill this
Ears open to hear
A cacophony
Of white noise
Does this play everyday?
Why won’t it stop now
Please make it go away
Now I feel you consume
I feel a split tongue licking my wounds
I feel a hot breath filling the room
How can a ghost be haunted too?
Come to see this
Come to witness
Come to be this
Come to kill this
Burning possession
Eyes rolled back and filled with blood
Dogmatic obstruction
Leads toward depletion
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3. |
Demon
03:34
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It came from the darkness
It came from the other side
It’s coming here to read your palms under candlelight
Oh, then you feel a breath
It’s cold on the back of your neck
Suddenly we’re not alone
My instinct tells me
I need to leave this house
I fear it following
Always lurking, watching
Out dancing on the moor
She’s swaying like before
A glimpse of a distant past
How I wish those times would last
Her face turns its pale white stone dead
My heart sank to the ground
The room began to spin
Then there wasn’t a sound
Only demon
Out dancing on the moor
It’s swaying like before
Blindly staring in the night
In the distance there’s a light
It’s face turns it’s fuming heat blood red
My heart sank to the ground
The room began to spin
Then there wasn’t a sound
Only demon
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4. |
Furnace
04:53
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Come meet the heir
Of your fathers son
What will you bring to them?
The final nail that’s in
It depends on you
It comes to bring pain
It buries into your skin
Golden sands of terror
We now walk on fire
No hope is the answer
All the leaves are dead
This place is a furnace
Holy Mecca, I worship
This place is a furnace
Become too much to live with
Born from fire deep in the valley
Raised by earth and no one else
Surviving off table scraps
Feral child, what will you do?
Alive through oceans depleting to deserts
It’s not worth living
Pyroclastic flow
Closer to death
I’ve been asleep too long
Time is out and the chance is gone
This place is a furnace
Holy Mecca, I worship
This place is a furnace
Become too much to deal with
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5. |
Spiritual Intoxication
03:35
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The sun above can’t bring me down
Even if the day had just begun
I hope the night comes soon
My interest is best for you
I passed out from the shock
Awoken far too late
His face had vanished out
But he left a subtle trace
I followed tracks outside
Led to a muddy knoll
the atmosphere was thin
And I was feeling sick
I knew I shouldn’t have come
This place, it reeks of stench
He said he could cure her plague
If I drank the wine he gave
It didn’t make any sense
How could he have even known?
Why was he willing to help?
What was in it for him?
I feel it coming back
Does it matter if I even had?
I feel it coming back
Doesn’t matter if I even had
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Nails of Holy Origin
04:15
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Grief strikes me down
To carry burdens, to feel
The weight of consequence
I reflect on the past
Noise rings in my ears
They whisper the sound
Of another place
Demonic presence
Angelic nature
Filth enters my mind
I’ve seen the ending
A thing of beauty
You’ll be with me
Foreverlong
But this vision is a facade
Something deeper
Motive darker
What did you see in your dream?
Electric eyes, piercing my skin
I could feel as if I was really there
The air was humid and tough to breathe
Couldn’t I see that this was the end?
Nauseous haze, creeping fog
Suffocates thy perception
Witness terror in the eyes of God
You’ve seen enough to determine the rest
All that’s left are corroded nails
A metaphoric residual theme
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7. |
Consumed by a Thought
09:28
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Once I lost
I became
The epitome of it all
Birth
Life
Death
Rot
And if I decide
You deserve it
I’ll retrace my steps
Admitting it
I’m eating through the pain
No sense but to live out my days
I’m dying, by the way
I’ll succumb to it
Most recently
I see myself through the lens of my father
I’d rather choke than breathe
I’d rather sleep than see
Sinking deeper
Can’t remember who I am
Disregard my former self
Accept I’m someone else
These pulsing veins
Flowing blood through my body
They hold your DNA
And it’s part of me
I’m dead
Most recently
I see myself through the lens of my father
I’d rather choke than breathe
I’d rather sleep than see
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The Mosaic Window Los Angeles, California
Melodic Black/Death Metal
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