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02:27
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A rhetorical question designed to make you think. Destroy all rationality and bring you to the brink. Emulsify the feeling or your soul will be cast away. Another sheep in the herd which the wolf has coaxed astray.
Cause for concern. Nothing gained, nothing learned. Faith placed in empty eyes, fate placed in your disguise. On your knees to get closer to the skies but I resign.
Installed in the youth and it’s something you can’t prove. No more truth only lies, this is why you must deny. Religion separates and I denounce my faith.
How many wars have been waged under religious names? Now the masses have been slain and still we aren’t told why. Displace the divine and I object your god.
Chorus:
This blood was spilt for nothing. His blood was spilt in vain. It won’t end your sorrows and it won’t stem your pain.
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Deliberate Pace
02:20
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Would it not be great to stare at empty plates because I’d rather starve? Would it not be wise to prosper without reprise? Would it not be great to readily await because we exist with ease or steady a course on the deliberate pace?
The deliberate pace; burn out my eyes and chain the sun in the sky. Would it not be great? Would it not be wise? On the deliberate pace I’ll shut off my mind to the constant drone, uneasy metronome, where the people become devices of profit. You can’t stop this now.
It calls my name but I’m faceless and it thrusts me forward with every stroke. There is nothing left here for you and less for me.
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Forgive Forget
03:24
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I’m not sure if I forgave or simply forgot, it’s not that spit on your palms and it’s not the grinning of your teeth. You’ve painted faces on your faces in hopes to hide the truth, well you best just fade away, you ought to fade away.
I’m getting tired of hearing that you’re never coming home. Restless to warning turn to sympathetic confrontations and if you’re looking for salvation in your pass well then you best just fade away, you ought to fade away.
Not for the socks beneath your shoes. Not for the riches which resent you, they left you stomping at the gates. Without invitation there’s no hope to step inside. Without invitation you best just fade away.
Lest you forget of your best laid mess. You’re only adding to the upset. Not a trace of buried faces to settle your unrest. You paint on your little lies to help protect the disguise. Well you best just fade away. Well you best just fade away.
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11-18
02:39
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Tucked away in shabby quarters, beneath the ebbs and flows you’re reduced to feelings of rolled cigarettes. Stale smell of cluttered spaces, you’ve become your own dirty laundry.
Carve some beauty to these empty faces. You’re most productive in your saddest states. You’ve reduced to the standards of your own limitations. We need not your consultation. We’re well aware of our current shape. There is a void left here to fill but don’t look to me.
Choke on the ash of a memory when it was once true you could have done anything. You produced short falls in vast quantities. Hang your head up high, draw attention to yourself as bliss. Without consideration you’ve dragged them into this.
Chorus:
I will not be myself because this time I’m sticking in. I’m not quite sure what’s replaced indifference.
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