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Whited Sepulchre
04:46
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Fallen I have in darkness I flow
The life you promised me once it never was
Your violence and evil will now drive my hands my thoughts
I cry
Lord I've gone away
You pierce the skies to crumble, your true nature unveils
You fire death at the sun and cries tears of blood
In this erebus I lurk him, Lord, your holy man
A seductive call I lure him into my arms
I cry
Lord you've gone away
He begs and pleads as I mark his unsullied bare skin
He knows this is your fault but he prays on thee
A sardonic laughter casts, thinks he leaves me in the lurch
In his open remains I thrust and drench my palms
I cry
Why?
A mark of hate, stained my brow, stained my heart, stained my soul
Feelings escape, there's blood everywhere, no vision more clear, I retain my breath
For your eyes, Lord, only reach your delight, you deceive your disciples to meet your desires
I'll rise, through your Hell
You'll kneel, there's no escaping my rage
Fury fuels my brain, to extend to your size, to root you out you fiend, to reek of your demise
For you made this world ill, almost dissolved in sin and my hope you devoured but you've awakened my will
The shadow of my past waves in distress, no need to hold back I embrace the new me
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Trauma
06:33
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Each night she paints a bloodshot eye her mind to take off
She hopes that sadness won't recall her name
She tears to pieces reliving what couldn't befall
Her wounds, her bruises, unclothe that day
(You reach down, your hands, I can't scream)
You take her words on purpose enticing
But no seduction here, your temptation, your fault
You find invading her space arousing
You think she's asking, she begs “No more!”
(You reach down, yourself, I can't breath)
Memory thins and fades away
But you sneaked under my skin
It's crushing me to strive for sense
It's grinding down my mind, my soul
You kneel, puddles of pain fill your eyes
These scratching thoughts, they crack your bones
He shaped you a new self to blame
And ruled him out of your misery
So your scared sight, your naked being, your trembling heart, your lips to seal
Your struggle is shown even if they don't know
And though you taste the words into your mouth
Their sorry eyes, their judging hands mislead you of a solace path
If I'm to roam my life in fear
For you to take pride or get relief
I'd rather die and mark my words your time is nigh
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Social Aggregate
04:40
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Zero-hour, fresh poured lies
You’re serving them with your crimes
Which district succeeds the confiscation of its rights, I wonder?
Eager to condemn the disadvantaged
When you’re fasting by choice, not by war
But you get offended when we mock your faith in God, how dare I?
Myriads you’re piling up in cages
You back your acts on the pretext of trespass
A decline in empathy, not just in wages, I crack up…
I dread, my shrieks will go in vein
Can you disconcert the mind of the plain?
Drunk on blood, screamed out corruption
Pigs that feast on people’s degradation
And you’re quick on averting your attention, who’s blinded?
A mother’s crying out for justice
For her son that’s been killed by your fascists
But you elect the ones that handed out the blade, who’s misled?
All our sisters and your own daughters
Getting raped, killed and even slaughtered
But you won’t engage unless they cross your threshold, who’s shallow?
Your children bleed on academic sites
You gawk at morons that award dishonest tries
A generation with nothing left to lose, it scares you?
Empty carcasses wander through your lives
I go berserk, I seem deranged
A red sun will deluge the day
The trails of their blood, we’ll lead us to liberty
We fear no death, for we are merely alive
Our time to revolt, your time to choose your side
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