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Bleak
03:20
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As I'm bleeding from my lungs and it leaks into my soul
As i'm breathing from my heart and dream of another form of shelter
Us, acting on intuition
Nowhere's home
Fires lit to kill light
Black holes bright as discos
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Fail to see blurs broader than vision
Lines at crucial points that don't exist
Vivid images created with distortion
Dilate till truth emerges
I'm as content as an atom bomb soaring through the sky
Fine line in front of me
I feel a snap
I hear a crack
Balance with counter
The weight is uneven
The counter is broken
The measure was wrong
The counter will fall
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All the Dolls
02:07
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Plastic face as fake as her personality
Interior destroyed by exterior
Theirs no use flirting when all you've got is dolls eyes
Paper thin, I see right through you
A sculptured mirage that casts no shadow
I don’t need you
And I don’t need you here
And i don’t need your sympathy, all your pity, your lies
You think your breasts against my body
You think your mouth against my cheek
You think your everything
Keep me up on my feet
You think you’re everything
To a shallow man
To a fragile man
You think your tongue can cure heart ache
It takes more than shadow eyes to stand
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I'm glad there are storms to keep me company at night
Clouds coming together like angry lust
Rock mountains in the ocean mark the graves of those we're missing
Dive into the waters to go see them
There is shame written right across my face
Sorrow and pity
I’ll Cling to the ledge with all I have
Until my fingers give
Falling from the nothing that I have, to the nothing that I live
My eyes are made of jade, but my words have softened now
I think in self debate
My mind is screaming now
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5. |
One Dead Man
01:10
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What good can come of this
What good can come of me
Too many years close to black cats
Too many broken mirrors
One man in an ocean
a million hid away
One man in the field
alone
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Shinji's iPod
02:01
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Move through the light to black
Move through the sound to take
Vibrations through your chest
A faint mind sways and spins
Crushed vibrance, threadbare styles
Heat and sweat, gold and grey
Breaking through vines and arrows
Wooden doors and steel locks
Sit in the shade of the street
Under the eye of god
In the swarming desert sun
Slapped on brickwork and tiles
Your reflection in the night
The Asahi has control
Never wading, ever trekking
Never dancing, ever dancing
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Somebody hold me
Somebody touch me
Somebody feel me
Somebody own me
Somebody rape me
This place belongs to somebody
This place belongs to nobody
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Going back for seconds
Going back for thirds
Going back for more
Going back to the places you were raped before
What? You haven’t been fucked enough?
Bent over, punched, kicked and shoved enough?
It’s hard to sympathise when you only make it worse
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Oceans calm
A sea of rage
Walk the beach under the ever changing, forever dancing sun
Sand dunes and scorpions
Rocks and caves
Bats and moisture
Sickly sweet and salty
Body moves
Ones deep swim
Grace has no name Beauty has nothing
Tranquility in an epic wonderland
Blind emerge
Dotted sky
Stars of grey
Silver rainbows
Pot of ash
Taunted by a black unicorn
Birthing a reaper in white
Goddess, sensuality
Pure and perfect emotion
Bow, the sand crunches beneath my knees
The clouds part so the moon can see her silhouette
Her skin beneath my fingernails
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Souls and Skeletons
00:36
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Ana and Mia to catch you if you fall
Ed to hold you hand while you walk
I'll be there for
Skin, bones and all
We've all got skeletons in our closets
I’ll show you mine if you show me yours
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Find it in your heart to forgive me?
I don't forgive you
Find it in yourself to forget me?
as I forget you
Dead is the new black
A broad achromatic sky
Caught in our blindness
Open your eyes
There's no love
Just lies
You see a life worth living
I see you’re blind
You see an absence
Until you die
Convinced of saviours
Of one more lie
There is no heaven
And there is no hell
We’re our own saviours
Our own devil as well
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From babylon she came on her knees
Feasting on flesh and bone
Melodious mistress a mystery
Bare ghost
Silt scented
Oceanic rays of light found me
Hands marks left and shadows pulled
And I cannot feel anything anymore
The flowers always in your thorn bush
The petals fall on fog lit floors
End of april,
Autumn withers
The sugar just a kiss away
Raspberry sweet
Talking to strangers
In the middle of the night
Stealing from others
Avoiding the light
Dancing in a circle
In the middle of the night
Exceeding two forty
Ruining your life
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Snow Dancer
02:43
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Angel of the underworld
Snow, ever changing
White showing all stains
Snow concealing footprints
I'd do anything to hear you scream
Anything to watch you bleed
The grim
The no light
The white time
The bright grime
A heartless vampire
Pale fingers clench my wrist
Biting my lip
Drinking Noxious wine
Obituary of an empty past
Window or a mirror?
Staring at a stalker
Cracked lips lubricated with blood
Silk red tears over porcelain skin
Frayed edges of a nightmare
Seek the clouds forgiveness
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Final Thoughts
06:01
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You don't have to do this
You're too late
Where were you then
Stomach eating itself
Doesn't respond well
One candle burns out
Knife sitting dirty
Packets
Desperation
The sky isn't blue here
Nor is it black
The view is of nothing
So blinded by yourself
You expect to see the forest for the trees
Or the oceans perfect blue
Stuck with your own reflection mirrored from broken glass
Knife pushed through the skin
Dragged down as far as it can go
Walk out
A trail of blood
Naked
Stories high
Slippery
Push away
Landing head first on the concrete
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Chose to burn Raqiya`
Phased by glare
Azure particles moving through the air
Seen in the fading sunlight light
Drowning in the white ocean
Calm embraces me as I watch the cerulean clouds overhead
An achromatic rainbow never caught
Never ending
Observing an achromatic world
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East Oslo Death Choir Oslo, Norway
East Oslo Death Choir is a DIY music label based in Downtown Hades.
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