1. |
Neon Lights
01:50
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I devoured all the color from your neon lights
And I spit them out
On your burning sword
I took a gummy ship to the angelarium
And I hanged myself on the noose of the Universe
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Chromatic
06:12
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Step into the light
Step into the light
Step into the light
The grassy mound gives way
And you abhor the day
Every time I dig myself deeper it stays the same
And come on sharp with a spine of golden way
I am the Star
You are the Saint
I set a bevel on my face
Cut the world in half as
Clock hand melts into the glass
I can see behind the gears that click and crash
Step into the light
You know you got a way with words
A silver tongue and chromatic eyes
A fingernail on an emery board
I'm trapped in a circle
Like a deep scratch on vinyl
I'm a scavenger of storming the shores of misery every morning
Step into the light
Step into the light
Step into the light
Step into the light
Step into the light
Step into the light
I held the heart inside my hand
And squeezed the blood out in the sand
I walk the beach's length into the swell
Found a meager angry spirit of myself
Asked what I could do to change
He promised there is no such thing to do or way
So I came back
Resuscitate
The King of Thorns is born with a tongue in bitter taste
I don't want to judge but the way you slither in is just alarming
A Quetzalcoatl clenched in human skin
A robot with a twinkle of remorse
I'm trapped in a circle
Like a deep scratch on vinyl
I'm a scavenger of storming the shores of misery every morning
Step into the light
You know you got a way with words
A silver tongue and chromatic eyes
A fingernail on an emery board
I'm trapped in a circle
Like a deep scratch on vinyl
I'm a scavenger of storming the shores of misery every morning
I don't want to judge but the way you slither in is just alarming
A Quetzalcoatl clenched in human skin
A robot with a twinkle of remorse
I'm trapped in a circle
Like a deep scratch on vinyl
I'm a scavenger of storming the shores of misery every morning
Step into the light
You know you got a way with words
A silver tongue and chromatic eyes
A fingernail on an emery board
I'm trapped in a circle
Like a deep scratch on vinyl
I'm a scavenger of storming the shores of misery every morning
I'm trapped in a circle
Like a deep scratch on vinyl
I'm a scavenger of storming the shores of misery every morning
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3. |
Anhedonic
07:44
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There's a lot of salt in me
I've seen my end and it's coming
I wanna die just like I came
Find my brain at the bottom of a lake
I'm anhedonic, this was promised
In the books of the damned damned dead
My Inner King will rise
The Spirit World will be reset
I don't know that I'll live long enough to see it
This life is a battle
And I'm in trouble because the sticks and stones
They clash in my head
The Inner World War will be fought synaptically
And we will crumble under the structure of Heaven
Kill my spirit, set me free
Liberation is a far away pipedream
We'll transcend, we're done with language
The words form new shapes and we'll become heretic
I'm anhedonic, this was promised
In the books of the damned damned dead
My Inner King will rise
The Spirit World will be reset
I don't know that I'll live long enough to see it
Hold to the mast
This ship will sink
Into the wind and be pulled deep into the sky
The atmosphere crushed every bone
And I will finally feel something akin to a joyous cry
The psyche triumphs when it finally dies
The ego shatters under burning light
I know my mind and I know misery
But soon all will be revealed and suffering will be a mystery
I'm anhedonic, this was promised
In the books of the damned damned dead
My inner King may rise
The Inner World will be reset
I don't know that I'll live long enough to see it
I'm anhedonic, I can't feel happiness
Except when light shines through the stained glass of my brain
The Spirit King is dead
The world weeps at his final breath
It's revealed in every moment of my holy pain
I'm anhedonic, this was promised
In the books of the damned damned dead
My Inner King will rise, the world will finally be reset
I don't think that I'll live long enough to see it
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4. |
Airflow, Port A
04:58
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5. |
Ripper
04:41
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6. |
Train
04:48
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