1. |
Dial Up
03:48
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Riddles carved in throats of fury inside gods Throes in infamy churning collect dust
Parrots retort
Glass canons blast lycanthropy
Distance when words mean war
Celebrate our revolving vice
Uniform loosened collars
Attention hear the dial tone
Attention hang the dial tone
With blind men touching and mopping the floor
This distance is war
Celebrate our revolving vice
Uniform loosened collars
Attention hear the dial tone
Uniform loosened collars a revered and opaque dream
Malady of doctored times
Spades and callers leg to tail
Oh pantomime
Face of feathers how they pale
Uniform loosened collars
A revered and fading dream
These doctored times
Spades and callers leg to tail
For the free wizened collateral
I’m coming off deaf
Unseen culprits weave a web
Uniform loosened collars
Flexible we’re bending back to front
We drink shallow waters torrents divide
Trance of thicket and bramble billowing
Bending back to front
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2. |
A Modest Reprisal
02:48
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Naturalization flows coast to coast from the rocks
Stave and form a truce coast to coast from the flock
Gusts circling round
Will drawn from the clouds
God is lost in a fan
Gusts circling round
So please clue me in
Cus that ain’t a sin
Up in a nameless cloud of smoke
Suffocating smoke
Choke on smoke
Rebreathing smoke
Solace just another carrot away
Shifting just to fade out to grey
Naturalization flows coast to coast from the rocks
Stave and form a truce coast to coast from the flock
Gusts circling round
Will drawn from the clouds
God is lost in a fan
Gusts circling round
A catamaran on air
Wretched weathers
A catamaran on air
Light wards
A catamaran on air
Collisions
A catamaran on air
My way down ride this soil
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3. |
Grey Sync
03:52
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Blots of color fading out
I made the same retort
White washed out with grey syncing
Thoughts medicated isles
Vain phantoms drip deceit
Lawless attempted arrest
I’m turning out, gathering
In asp and waste and venom
Light as were induced on
White washed out with grey syncing
Idiot savant at the same time
Submission failed, lifted again
Unrelieved In apotheosis
Its relentless life, loss, and pain
My intention, my intention avails
Godless anchors
In asp and waste and venom
Light as were induced on
White washed out with grey syncing
Frozen at a wall
Assume it at once
The unction to be
Wasted light
Red
Where we left off
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4. |
Royal Flush
04:37
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Gaunt ribboned hounds they wallow
Synchronous, what all is scrawled
In finding your better half
Prating mouths of fallow
Catching eyes at the brunt of a stride
Towards finding your better half
Gnawing right at your side
Feel for the hands so cultured
Golden sound from chiming swine
To finding your better
Raid the house and
Take my crown down
Tell the crowds to
Take my crown down now
I will let go when it’s right
Trudging after all
All endeared to turn us on
For the floor
An exit
(A gavel fills the hall)
Perturbed
And draw from you
Rally rave with burdened eyes
Lapsing to and fro
Youre for the floor
To exit
The gravity in tow
And drawn from you
Rapid
Live Pygmy from the pulpit
With a backbreaking plight of cause
To finding your better half
And whether you know
And whether or not in skin
Divided through holy ceaseless
Gnawing right at your side
Gaunt ribboned hounds they wallow
Synchronous, what all is scrawled
In finding your better half
Raid the house and
Take my crown down
Tell the crowds to
Take my crown down
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5. |
451 Flies
03:11
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Kneel before the sun
As a man once said to me
Don’t even bother
These gold gods utter
Why?
The instinct is culprit
Imprint imprint imprint
Kill obey
This is not the bar to loot
And I don’t know if I can see the sun
or wrangle God
Just relay to ignite
Kill obey
I stand before the ghost of a billion proclaimed gods
Just to kill obey
This carnivorous front
Elation dims out
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Relinquished one too many times
Lose the truth
The truth in soil
This bending time
It won’t remember your name
Hyper natural
We turn to revile
To preach it to the choir
Reaching up for the daft
Write these executions
To put out these fires
To preach it to the choir
Reaching up for the daft
All the time we ran this house
Null infinities carry me through
From your onset
You get the best of me for sure
Replicating
Just enough to see me through
Install me into the cloud
Endless blockchain race
Open their mouths
Insert the disc
And burn them with my face
Won’t you walk with me
For all to see it
Douse this livery in truth
Install me into a god
End this blockchain race
Open my mouth
Insert the disc
And brandish on my face
And we’re all drenched in kind
We’re drenched in
Null infinities carry us away
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From the basement to the upper apartment floor, trying to write heavy music. stream our music on all the big services (spotify, apple music) by clicking the linktree below.
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