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Doppelgänger
05:31
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It follows, compelled by thirst
A pitch-black duplicate
Learning to obstruct
The central nervous system immolate
It’s time to flee
The shores of despair
Extend forever to a moment if need be
Broken bones will sever the link that unites
Pale - useless
Reflection of another singular intent
It follows, learns every step
Each move you make, it resembles
A blur in the distance coming into focus
Scream! – It knows your game
No escape, a replacement perfected
Scream! – It has your face
Flee! – It becomes you
No!
Slice, side to side
Remind me why I always choose to bite
Slice, side by side
Remember that a lie will keep me satisfied
Until I fucking cut it open
Filth
Filth will swallow us both
To the under layer
The feeling of absolute failure
Set fire and let burn
Set fire and let burn
The replicant is here to herald
The new beginning for the human filth
Slowly replaced, silently subdued
Cast to the pyre where failures burn
Where failures burn
Burn the flesh
Skin must melt
Sounds in reverse evoking the obscure
A twisting hand will break the joints, then
I’ll take you away
Eye to eye, we say goodbye
Eye to eye, I live you die
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2. |
Nacho Friend
04:45
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One final push, that’s all I need
A way to erase everything
Submerge, throw yourself at me – oh!
let’s see what you’re made of
Call my name, make me feel alive
Don’t hold my hand
Behead me, let us slowly bleed
On the purple shores of remorse
Touch me, the way you touch the dead
Don’t fucking shiver
I smell despair in the air
Your wicked tongue
I’m not your friend but in the end
We’ll hang together
And as you struggle for breath
You’ll fucking hear me laugh
At all these walls you build to protect
At all the effort put in to forget
At all the misery you always cut to bits
All of this for nothing
Silent night
All is dead and all is right
Here lay all of the other me
Headless reasons, frozen in vain
Why won’t you help me out?
The when and how have already passed away
Speak in the name of forgiveness
And take us back to where flowers wither
Take us back
Where the shores were so purple
Back
Where the black lungs sung
The songs of the ill intended
And shadows were bright
Back with
The vermin of solitude
Eating my brain out
Consuming my everything
Back when
Broken was beautiful
Decay suited us best
And all eyes gazed as one
- And all eyes gazed as one
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3. |
La Vulve
04:16
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Les lames coupent la lumière
Y-a le malheur qui bouffe tout c’qu’il reste dans mon cœur
Pas un bruit dans le monde des aveugles
Dans le noir, des regards de travers menacent
La haîne qui coule de ma bouche noircie
Le sang qui bouillit dans les veines
Couche toi - ferme les yeux
À toutes convulsions du système
J’ai peur de mourir
Sans avoir consommé le parfum qui guérie
Je reviendrais comme une ombre, tout nue
Pour vomir tous les sourires q-j ’ai jamais offert
La Vulve éjacule des larmes pourries
Sur les cercueils poilus des promesses oubliées
– des promesses oubliées
Regarde le temps passer
Mes doigts ont connu le feu
J’ai trouvé en moi la bête aseptique
Le chagrin, l’abcès du deuil
Ready - set a course!
We’re heading to fucking Hell
Open your mouth, inhale
The smell of fucking truth
Unwilling to ask the right questions
Silence to feed the dead
Don’t you even think
We can make it back
Ready? Set course
We’re going to Hell
Open your mouth
Inhale
Unwilling to ask
Silence
Don’t think
Don’t bother
Les lames coupent la lumière
Y-a le malheur qui bouffe tous qu’il reste dans mon cœur
Pas un bruit dans le monde des aveugles
Dans le noir, des regards de travers menacent
Les lames coupent la lumière
y-as le malheur qui bouffe tous qu’il reste dans mon cœur
Pas un bruit dans le monde des aveugles
Dans le noir, des regards de travers menacent
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I wish I was a fucking retard
Spittle dripping from my mouth
That way you could abuse me
And I wouldn’t even fucking know
I am the holy deep fucking fried
Sweet blood boiled nice
Black crisp on the side
Back for life
So much white, so little space
Many footsteps at dancing pace
So fucking crowded, suffocate
Back to back, face to face
Eat me and choke on me
Pay for me
I am the reason
There is no reason
I am the reason
There is no reason
A single stake will bring the change
Just think of all those fucking chickens
A falling feather on a blood plate
A nibble on the fucking floor
Just think of all those fucking chickens
I am the holy deep fucking fried
Sweet blood boiled nice
Black crisp on the side
Back for life
I am the reason
there is no reason
A broken spine displayed
I hear them knives
Compensate
Eat and die
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5. |
The Frowning Man
04:50
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Walking backwards, trying to reset
Stitching many wounds from the needles that I fucked
Always falling behind, questioning the fall
And every answer ends with a knife in my hands
I’ll sleep where birds die – don't bury me
I’ll eat what's left of myself – I do not bleed
I’ll drink myself for real - I do not speak, I’ll hear
Then I’d see myself and kill myself
Quick! I’m walking barefoot
Painfully absorbing the fumes of my own Hell
A guilty conscience grieving slow motion
Where am I supposed to hide away?
The changing posture for rejection fits well
The frowning man I have become
Endless words bring no connection
A shaking jaw, shaking scared
I’d cut this face off, eat the skin, oh!
Release the cancer, really feel the wind blow
Death to the weakest one
I’ll be dancing with the flames
A wicked promise made
In the comfort of shame
Death to the wicked one,
Dance with me
Sway to the voice of melt
Sway
Faster down the rabbit hole
Control the outcome, entangle or let go
Indulge in panting and suffocate the core, cause
Each time I fall behind I cut a little more and
Each time I rise I feel I’m weaker than before and
Each time I think I’m out, I open the same door
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6. |
The Purple Shores
04:44
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Welcome to the end of the world,
Where black waters meet the purple shores
Here there be dragons, it's terra incognita
But fear not, my friend, we will soon be home
Sigh, oh, Sigh! Such glee for the mind
To see it all unravel so many times
Why? oh, why? did we not come here sooner
To partake in the madness and beauty of freedom?
The frustration
The things that grew us apart
The lack of trust
All that we hide
The illusions
Like wires they bind
The struggle to be
A new kind of monster
Never before seen in nature
A force that puts you down
And pushes you to the end
We no heroes
We’re machines that never fought
For the better of ourselves
For the future of the land
Deaf and blind
At the shores of shame
Incapable of swallowin’
A sea of pain
When lies are forgiven
New promises made
When silence is broken
Violence - displayed
That road to salvation
Is yet - to be defined
A scream that’s so distant
Closing – up on me
Persistence is what makes the difference
Between us - only silence remains
And even though - we never said goodbye
It was over for a long long time
New cells with a thirst to thrive
Are free from the shackles of lies
The frustration
The things that grew us apart
The lack of trust
All that we hide
The illusions
Like wires they bind
The struggle to be - free
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7. |
Guilt Trip
03:35
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Dance to the end, heroin
Bring me back to my cancer
I’ve been tasting for so long the guilt
There’s no reason to hold on to me
It’s your face I see in the mirror
It’s your voice I hear when I speak to myself
The struggle became a question of death
It’s your voice I hear when I speak to myself
Fuck! I’m making you part of me
Fuck! I’m keeping you
Fuck! and keepin’ you’s killin’ me
Fuck! I’m killing you
I’m killin’ a part of me
I’ve been in and out of this cycle
With a heavy heart I still walk
Fixing the ground with a bitter taste
I made you part of me
The fading sound of your footsteps
The hissing of the Snake
The skin so cold
The pain, the vision blurs
Infinite fall, the cave
The torment and fucking games
And the rest of the world can go fuck itself
Chocking on my agony
I’m baling the fuck out
The truth was never unique
Walk with me
Remember the purple shores?
They’re filled with misfortune
Filled with empty words
Don’t be afraid of the filth
It’s the only thing sticks with me
Grab my hand
You know we’re both better off dead
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8. |
KING
05:28
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Fade to the palest color
The King is back in town
Gather, celebrate!
There’s nothing to hold on to
Mirror, oh, mirror on the wall
Tell me, where the fuck am I?
This face don’t seem to fit me, no!
This skin don’t really feel like mine!
Bones crack - I'm hitting walls
Doors have been erased
A plague but for the mind
In a most disturbing goddamn way
The spread devours beauty
Invades and breaks and always lies
Foundations flooded out
Into almost non-existing self-containment
As soon as day will break, the victor is to dominate
- Rule this fucking desert
And rule this fucking desert
I’ve been here
Weak, forgotten
The source – the end
Death – resurrection
Get me the fuck away from here
I need to rest before they see me die
Fill the empty
Infinite regressions of the blind
Here comes the King
The Number One – the Number One!
Here comes the King
The Gold Crown – bow down!
Here comes the King
The Number One – the only One!
Here comes the King
The Golden Crown – bow down!
The Nothingness
The Surface Breaker
Bringer of relief
The Amputator
Forger of Scars
Ripper of Words
Void Man
Unmovable
He always brings the lies
The knives aren’t cutting
He always brings the knives
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