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A Callous Distance
03:50
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Love is a callus
I've nothing left in me
A callous distance widens
Reaches the burning sea
Befouled by the sacred
What is so precious that I'd hold my head high?
A precious many renounced
For the burning blue sky
Befouled by the hallowed
Befouled, grotesque
Befouled by the hallowed
Befouled, grotesque
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2. |
Aphotic Conditions
06:00
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Deathless dim, consequence of
Persistent energy of
Adapting to the light of
Civilized or born to serve
I must want to writhe
I must seek sick spite
Coil around myself
Coil or be burned bright
Order through chaos
Chaos through order
Order can't matter
When the end is the same
Cut flesh burns the same
Pulled hair in the flames
Smells the same as hair
Once given a name
All shit smells the same
Gives new life
Deathless dim, consequence of
Persistent energy of
Adapting to the light of
Enlightened or barbaric
Deathless dim
Never seeing the shadow upon us
Symptomatic of the problem
Never wanting aphotic conditions
Submitting to a claim "less malicious"
Never seeing the shadow upon us
Symptomatic of the problem
Never wanting aphotic conditions
Submitting to a claim "less malicious"
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3. |
Misery of an Immense Age
07:25
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Just a speck, pick a form
As soon as the man is born
A case is cast, an ego torn
Next to no one mourns
A century is too long
Three quarters sounds just right
Even less with the right
To end one's own life
Just one blot in one sphere
The tiniest of frontiers
Some words spoken, some cavalier
No one reappears
Millenniums are so short
How long can one mind last?
Even when he writes or his thoughts are erudite
Of an immense age yet still seeing the hopeless
Of an immense age that knows only the despondent
Entitlement or observation?
Objectivity or projection?
Of an immense age yet still gnawing and flailing
Of an immense age with contemporary gnashing
Calm acceptance or fierce resentment?
Self debasement or foolish honor?
Fear-burning inside of every life
Live-always looking over a shoulder
Bear-heavy burdens and maddening strife
Strive-to burn eyes through the night
Stars-glaring like fire
Just a speck, pick a form
As soon as the man is born
A case is cast, an ego torn
Next to no one mourns
A century is too long
Three quarters sounds just right
Even less with the right
To end one's own life
Next to no one mourns
Next to no one mourns
Next to no one mourns
Of an immense age
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4. |
Wolfbiter
12:07
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Room of skulls
Can't fall asleep when I try
They have to want to let me die
Nothing's null
All the meaning in the lies
Choose this time to terrorize
Terror rise
Terror rise
Room of skulls
Can't fall asleep when I try
They have to want to let me die
Let me die
Make me sleep
Let me die
Make me sleep
Let me die
Make me sleep
Temporarily fixated and mutilated
Nothing ever heals quite right
Temporarily entranced and degraded
Decadence always in sight
Day revitalized by night
Day revitalized by night
Normalized-this is the way
The path to feeling glory
Consciousness made of clay
No ending to the story
Normalized-this is the way
The path to feeling glory
Consciousness made of clay
No ending to the story
And the details must be gory
In the moments I am gnawing
Nothing conscious in my mind
Like all the dreams of falling
Then red overtakes the white
I can't breathe
I can't breathe
Day revitalized by night
Day revitalized by night
I can't breathe
To its' hull
The grain rots, I can surmise
In my dead land of new wine
Room of skulls
Can't fall asleep when I try
They have to want to let me die
I can't breathe
With eyes wide open
I dream I can crawl away
From heaven, from humans, from all consciousness
Convinced of a better day
With eyes wide open
A heavy heart can put me down
To the ground, underneath, free from consciousness
Convinced blood should be found
Convinced of a better day
Convinced blood should be found
Convinced of a better day
Convinced blood should be found
Convinced of a better day
Convinced blood should be found
Convinced of a better day
Convinced blood should be found
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Where does it go?
Where does it go?
Where does the light go when depth overtakes the surface?
Where does it go?
Where does it go?
Where does the depth go when the surface returns?
The relentless nature of the cycle of life
Is that too much light causes the burns
That burn through the day, on into the night
That wreak havoc on might
The law of diminishing returns
Tipping points on into eternity
The unbearable nature of the darkness of truth
Is that shadows glisten in the mist
For all of the missed in the prime of their youth
Everything dies too soon
The law of diminishing returns
Tipping points on into eternity
Random, defined, unholy, divine
Recovery transforms into brevity
Transform into brevity
Die before your prime
It's all surface after that
No depth, intrigue, or disguise
Just loved ones watching you die
Die before your prime
It's all surface after that
No depth, intrigue, or disguise
Just loved ones watching you die
Watching you die
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6. |
Abundant and Nullified
10:05
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Gnaw at flesh
Writhe in pain
Don't forget the origin
Down inside
That anxious mind
Something was made forbidden
Stand outside
Oversee
Other numbness can set you free
Life is reborn
Abundant and nullified
Gnaw at flesh
Writhe in pain
Don't forget the origin
Down inside
That anxious mind
Something was made forbidden
Stand outside
Oversee
Other numbness can set you free
Life is reborn
Abundant and nullified
Where is the freedom promised me?
In that place that wants me cold
I question my right
I question the gifts given to me
I question the pride
Taken in giving those gifts to me
I question the time
The time you were so kind to me
Question those in their prime
And you will find the one indifferent
Savage
Climb mountains to climb back down
Find the one on the ground to laugh out loud
Hear your voice, contemplate, and regret
The times when silence was ideal
You couldn't force yourself to feel
Predator and an unseen meal
Just begging to be hungry
Then a troublesome thing called consciousness
Develops, integrates, and defeats
Instincts that could be useful
To minds that are far from youthful
Reality should be brutal
So it can be kind
All cycles grow old
It's how they begin
All cycles grow old
Regressive again
All cycles grow old
It's how they begin
All cycles grow old
Regressive again
Eat more than the tail
Move up to the head
All cycles grow old
Self-defeat again
Self-defeat again
Gnaw at flesh
Writhe in pain
Don't forget the origin
Down inside
That anxious mind
Something was made forbidden
Stand outside
Oversee
Other numbness can set you free
Life is reborn
Abundant and nullified
Gnaw at flesh
Writhe in pain
Don't forget the origin
Down inside
That anxious mind
Something was made forbidden
Stand outside
Oversee
Other numbness can set you free
Life is reborn
Abundant and nullified
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7. |
The Metamorphosis
08:28
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Where the rain doesn't stop
And the water never pools
Tired of the thing I need
Where the beads just reflect
Or help disperse the specks
Of every human I haven't seen
I don't know what I need
Kept sacred
The metamorphosis
So it consumes those who need it
Kept sacred
The metamorphosis
Or it rapes those who seek it
Where the child never grows
And the adult doesn't die
Thankful for what I can't hold dear
Where the laughs just reflect
Off walls one couldn't suspect
Even gratitude amounts to fear
I can not hold you dear
Kept sacred
The metamorphosis
So it consumes those who need it
Entranced by
The end of bloodline
So I transform my worry into purgatory
Too old or maybe just too frail
Desensitized to the animal's wail
Or attracted to the cause of hunger
Willing to consume my tail
Too cold or maybe just in pain
Wanting something with the interest I fein
Or attracted to forms of emptiness
Willing to wait for my gain
Willing to wait for my gain
My gain
Willing to wait for my gain
My gain
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8. |
Cracked Hull
16:03
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Cold-A sweat that breaks out in the dark
A fire without a spark
Dreams that fill the head that can not sleep
Embers that burn underneath
Nerves once struck while the sunlight glistened
On those who would not listen
Signs ignored by all those in sick love
Who hear sick words from above
Breathe out once more, a smoke ring stains the floor
A cracked hull reaches some shore
Some lonely, lifeless shore
A cracked hull reaches some shore
Some lonely,lifeless shore
Nothing left inside the mind
Silence, mark my words
Personalized afterlife will soon torment
All that lovely hate
Kept down inside will be all that can be felt
Nothing left inside the mind
Nothing left inside the mind
Silence, mark my words
Personalized afterlife will soon torment
All that lovely hate
Kept down inside will be all that can be felt
Nothing left inside the mind
Words with regret, with verity
With emotion comes vulgarity
Reward systems based on tension
Embrace barbarity
The first action, words set one free
A lashing out with prosperity
Reward systems based on tension
Embrace disparity
Embrace barbarity
Embrace disparity
Embrace barbarity
So you can be free
You can be free
Seethe
Gnash
Speak
Regret
Then the sick nights set in
Then the worry begins
Sick nights(worry, worry, worry)
Set in(gnashing, gnashing, gnashing)
Then the sick nights set in
Then the worry begins
Then everything torments
Then it all starts all over again
Sick nights(worry, worry, worry)
Set in(gnashing, gnashing, gnashing)
Wake up on the floor
Or just another lifeless shore
Cracked hull now your lore
Survive the wild, survive night
Wake up on the floor
Or just another lifeless shore
Cracked hull now your lore
Survive the wild, survive night
Then the anger sets in
Then frustration begins
Then everything torments
And the words bubble up again
I don't know what I need
I don't know what I need
I don't know what I need
I don't know what I need
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Shroud Of Despondency Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Shroud of Despondency was formed by Rory Heikkila in the late 1990's.
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