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Hiraeth
02:15
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Please take me back
to those lost days
where I felt like most at home
to watch the cherry trees bloom
Longing for your embrace
pale white skin through calender
Young hearts ache soft
through these cold halls
where the rot disolves all hope
and break your world apart
Keep it close (nothings forever)
to your heart (always together)
homeless soul (nothing)
stays with you (nothings forever, nothings forever)
nothings forever
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Into the Light of God
01:29
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How does it feel to justify your judgement
upon us who have lost it all?
To preach these words of false consolation
and point the blame on sin
cloak the comfort with your blame
and swallow all your so called sins
dip your head in the piss of Christ
stare yourself blind
Into the light of God
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3. |
Celestial Devourment
02:45
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December is a cold heart
like railroad nails pushed through my chest
with scarifications embedded in skin
we are one and the same
we are one and the same
Judgemental eyes starring through
transparent lies
To gain rebirth through eradication
sever the ties, leave it behind
No grace. No love is deserved
cause we are the same
we are one and the same
Judgemental eyes starring through
transparent lies
To fall for your fathers deception and your mothers disease
and through celestial devourment we reign anew
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Milkbather
01:53
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Endless violence has filled mankind
depraved of common sense, replaced with bigotry
Bathe in milk
a feast for rats
bathe in milk
all hail the rat-king
Veiled in this city of tounge, sleeping in a bed of swords
pointing your fingers at those who has lost the sun
Bathe in milk
a feast for rats
bathe in milk
all hail the rat-king
Play this flute, entice the hoarde of scum
into this poisoned well and into an early grave
drown in the sorrow of your choice
riches will not let you into heaven
the hunt for blood nigh, burn down their so called titels
the true vile has no heart, the true vile has no heart
Bathe in milk
a feast for rats
bathe in milk
all hail the fucking rat-king
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5. |
Blood Clots
02:06
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With veins expanding in horror, this mortal coil’s been breached
nothing but a shell of marrow made from cartilage
these dust filled lugns has been drained from its last oxygen
and the hungry flies mistaken for angels
These blood clots increase by number, as weak veins starts to burst
cloaks soaked of white and grey shroud me in malice
tumors planted in true spite, this blight knocks on my door
with hospital halls as a backdrop
Comatose, as eyes are nowhere dialated
pale white beds, and words that lingers to uncertain
hearts will stop, when veins fills up with blood clots
hearts will stop, when veins fills up with blood clots
With veins expanding in horror, this mortal coil’s been breached
blood clots increase, as weak veins starts to burst
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Stitch yourself back together, carve out the fucking rot
nihilistic gospel
let the blackness pour out, and compress with spring bloom
Just let me breathe
There is a black hole in my heart since the day you left
I try to fill the void with cherry blossoms
even without those we have lost, the world still relentlessly turns
even without those we have lost, the world still relentlessly turns
I refuse to let life without you kill me
Let the calm fill my lungs
spit out the tar-like hate
let the blackness pour out, and compress with spring bloom
this wound will heal
there is a black hole in my heart since the day you left
I try to fill the void with cherised memories
even without those we have lost, the world still relentlessly turns
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