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Viaduct Slipstream
05:04
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sprectral light aligned
poison please leave my mind
i have stepped into the void
and wont settle beneath your joy
the fractals encase my skin
and the waves ripple in my blood
to everyone wish me well or wish me death
i know i did what i could
caught in the viaduct slipstream
the only way out now is wake from the dream
caught in the viaduct slipstream
i know the way out now but why would i ever want to leave?
the faces i see everyday
are bended twisted and gray
they hate their lives and their kids
and when they're home they retreat to have their fix
one itsy bitsy pinprick
just enough to break the skin to do the trick
and just like that the material world fades
and the dream is granted a new day
caught in the viaduct slipstream
the only way out now is wake from the dream
caught in the viaduct slipstream
i know the way out now but why would i ever want to leave?
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2. |
Slicing Through The Mist
03:30
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suspended grapevines hang right above my head
eager to grab them i slowly have my regrets
they are placed in rows of floating fields
a chance to trap my hunger while i become a meal
slicing through the mist
entice me with your lips
were feisty little kids with so much to learn
patience is the name of the game, and when you try and rearrange it everything you say sounds the same
as i chew and chew the forbidden fruit
my body begins to tear wide open through nirvana
you have always been the biggest disappointment
transcend this realm without all that drama
patience is the name of the game, and when you try and rearrange it everything you say sounds the same. patience has finally run out, and when you try to rearrange it all thats left is a shadow of doubt
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3. |
The Final Day
02:34
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awoken to screams by animals and men that say the sky will surely fall.
tempertures rise and the bloodshot eyes of all the children light up, as they try to stand tall
but the moon begins to melt the trees, while the sprites come out to play and dance
villagers cry out to the gods for help, but it was all their plan
it begins to swallow the entire sky and they all dance in rejoice that nothing could be done.
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4. |
Primordial
04:18
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the journey begins with the primordial conception
laying down the path ahead
distortion and high definition go hand in hand, when the feeling of energy replaces the feeling of dread
colours begin to smell rather strange
and the touch of her scent drives me insane
willowisps and kindred souls are at ease again
and the beasts of all worlds are now our friends
theres something in the air, its not normal to not have any cares
you have now been set free, so wont you please just join us on this journey
its not normal to feel this good in life when youre constantly kicked down and forced to survive, you have now been set free so wont you please just join us on this journey
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5. |
Swiftly Shifted
04:03
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its come down to the 2 choices of my life force
one is woven in branches, and the other has me taking chances
they come and go im sure you all know
a palace will crumble without support
you said youd be the anchor
but here i am washed up on shore
the one that is woven in branches, has saved me countless times before
given me life to sustain my mind and a body to house a heart that has grown kind.
the other that leaves me taking chances, is divine in its own right. but im so tired of the guessing and the glances, torn apart from the battle to even stand up and fight.
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6. |
All That I Had
04:18
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i am not some swine,
hands cuffed but no crime,
a new shallow water tombstone,
drowning before the rain comes
sunken belief
drunken post grief
ill try to make this brief
or at least make you believe
a thousand wars could never ever even falter my sights, but you could set fire to it all, from the smallest of tree trunks to the thickest of ice
all that i had was wasted
all that i had was hollow to the core
to follow in stupor
to wallow in lust
as if im so putrid
your seems are beginning to bust
sunken belief
drunken post grief
ill try to make this brief
or at least make you believe
all that i had was wasted
all that i had was hollow to the core
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7. |
You Know What To Do
04:39
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as day begins to set on the earth
the streams of light channel our rebirth
the ancient ones descend from the sky
from the forest to the sea our blood will ignite
masters of shaping and shifting
to our suprise this contact has been purely uplifting
you have time to save this realm and prosper freely
do it now or spend the rest of your life on your knees
how can i see them?
split cells splattered on the backs of the pavement
how can i feel them?
when its all said and done
no deals or cuts because we know we can fight
make haste or choose the last seconds of your life
before the man could walk away he was vaporized
im so very sorry that we have lost these lives
how can i see them?
split cells splattered on the backs of the pavement
how can i feel them?
when its all said and done
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8. |
Calloused Hands
03:56
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calloused hands from years of dictated reprimand
nothing i do or say, will mean shit to you in the long run
biding my time until i have set foot on uncharted lands
how you could never be satisfied and stoop so low, because now you know longer own my hands
guiding sight, like fire flies in the midst of a firefight
harmless on the surface but deep down you drink my blood and leave my skin a pale white
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9. |
Blackened Purple
04:42
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all these things ive never said
all for your share of the bread
polarity crushed with your breath
its too late to figure out whats next
my lungs are black and purple
but theres one thing that i know for certain
i wont be able to breathe regardless
your grip has gone too far
its getting harder and harder to exhale
to many obstacles have left my mind stale
you are free to do whatever you like
but as for me i must reclaim my life
carousal love is prime
not once have i wasted my time
but the wind and the earth wont allow
a blossoming flower to grow out
my lungs are black and purple
but theres one thing that i know for certain
i wont be able to breathe regardless
your grip has gone too far
its getting harder and harder to exhale
to many obstacles have left my mind stale
you are free to do whatever you like
but as for me i must reclaim my life
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10. |
Mi Amor Salvaje
03:22
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