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1. |
A Constant Reminder
03:31
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We awoke in the midst of a vicious cycle,
Becoming the satellites whose transmissions are static served.
As of late, it seems my audience has been lacking.
I can only pray that you're tuning in during a moment of clarity,
Just to hear me utter these spiteful words before the signal fades.
Here's hoping this becomes the soundtrack to your misery,
The hook that rips right through your chest.
Enjoy this constant reminder of your fickle nature,
And the hideous facade you wear so well.
The crowd gasps in awe as my head began to swell,
And the whites of my eyes slowly turned, slowly turned to red.
Just then did gravity created such a dramatic end.
I can only pray that you're tuning in during a moment of clarity,
Just to hear me utter these spiteful words before the signal fades.
Here's hoping this becomes the soundtrack to your misery,
The hook that rips right through your chest.
Enjoy this constant reminder, my double standards,
And the hideous facade I wear so well.
The twilight, projects this message,
To a populous who's turned their backs.
The twilight, screen my words across the sky,
Look up in wonder.
Here's hoping this becomes the soundtrack to your misery,
The hook that rips right through your chest.
Enjoy this constant reminder of your fickle nature,
And the hideous facade you wear so well.
Enjoy this constant reminder, fade as we burn.
Enjoy this constant reminder, fade as we burn.
Enjoy this constant reminder, and the hideous facade you wear so well
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2. |
A Port In Any Storm
03:14
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Fearful and numb, I now can accept,
Deceit and dependency are my preeminent assets.
Defined, (defined), a word etched in skin.
Sweet host, (sweet host), I'll feast within.
Oh, how one taste will haunt the senses and my dreams,
I fiend the touch of your flesh, A lust which brings us no end.
Dissolution quenched on fleeting hands, on fleeting hands.
Drowning myself in seas of compromise.
Fair ladies and harlots submerge with this sinking ship.
Black urge, (black urge), I swore to dismiss.
Your minions, (minions), keeps on starving.
Oh, how one taste will haunt the senses and my dreams,
I fiend the touch of your flesh, A lust which brings us no end.
Dissolution quenched on fleeting hands.
One dip of impure blood has left a bitter taste,
Pending a lust which brings us closer to false heaven.
Oh, how one taste, (one taste), will haunt the senses and my dreams,
I fiend the touch of your flesh, A lust which brings us no end.
Dissolution quenched on fleeting hands, fleeting hands.
Oh, how one taste, (one taste), will haunt the senses and my dreams,
I fiend the touch of your flesh, A lust which brings us no end.
Dissolution quenched on fleeting hands, on fleeting hands
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The Bacchanal Affair
03:15
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Tonight, we're drunk upon our nostalgia,
So raise a glass to the black maria.
Through laughter seems to soothe the pain,
Of adoring what I violate.
I'm sick to death by the irony and all the lies that we create,
When we're feigning every red letter day.
The chemicals aid in our neglect, feigning all of adoration.
Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed,
Feigning all our adoration.
Dissembling passion, our foreplay to debauchery,
A perfume of zinfandel and coffin nails.
Intoxicates, fair Judas goat, now you've got your sheep.
I'm sick to death by the irony and all the lies that we create,
When we're feigning every red letter day.
The chemicals aid in our neglect, feigning all of adoration.
Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed,
Feigning all our adoration.
Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home,
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam.
Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home,
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam.
The chemicals aid in our neglect, feigning all of adoration.
Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed,
Feigning all our adoration.
Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home,
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam.
Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home,
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam
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From the gutter
The diamond seemed far too bright to see,
The gleaming eyes always tend to turn away,
Just turn away,
And every innocent wish, has granted tragedy,
And our hands have since been soiled in the blackest of coal
Most days I'd sit and wish for,
This place to fall into the bay,
Its greatest offense being thievery
A nightmare awakened by the boundless waters,
Will see a broken vow thrust
Into the arms of hellbound cowards,
And I've found,
The perfect accessory,
To that beautiful gown,
The handsome ghost of me
Most days I'd sit and wish for,
This place to fall into the bay,
Its greatest offense being thievery
And I
Will wash away the sins of former lovers,
A trail of stillborn conquest in my wake Tonight
Take this four-fingered salute,
I gave the fifth for you my dear,
May it beckon you to the salts below
Most days I'd sit and wish for,
This place to fall into the bay,
Its greatest offense being thievery
And I
Will wash away the sins of former lovers,
A trail of stillborn conquest in my wake Tonight
TONIGHT!
TONIGHT!
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5. |
Sixth Of June
03:04
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Been waiting for an end in a life filled with all those little stories.
(Say what you want, say what you need)
Our last encounter,
(Say what you want, say what you need)
Still stings like alcohol,
And all the stones and prison bars that stood in the way of my amends.
Forgive me.
I know you killed for me, you're sailing with the rock, Aileen.
Promise you'll come for me, the sixth of June will bring you home.
Say what you want, say what you need,
Cause tonight is your last chance to reach me.
Hope and love seem to,
(Say what you want, say what you need)
Be a waste in this mortal reality.
So we'll meet again on the sixth of June.
There won't be a heart to break this time.
And all the souls of fallen men won't stand in the way of our love again.
Forgive me.
I know you killed for me, you're sailing with the rock, Aileen.
Promise you'll come for me, the sixth of June will bring you home.
Say what you want, say what you need,
Cause tonight is your last chance to reach me.
I know you killed for me, you're sailing with the rock, Aileen.
Promise you'll be there on the sixth of June, our lord will guide you home.
Say what you want, say what you need,
Cause tonight is your last chance to reach me.
I know you killed for me, you're sailing with the rock, Aileen.
Promise you'll come for me, the sixth of June will bring you home.
Say what you want, say what you need,
(I know you killed for me, I know you killed for me)
Say what you want, say what you need,
(I know you killed for me, say what you need)
Cause tonight is the last chance to reach me
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6. |
Reignite The Fires
03:30
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These bones are brittle and fragile to the touch.
Farewell, the dear departed.
Bury all vices and these tired metaphors,
Before our time is over.
The chest aches and swells though in eternal sleep, in eternal sleep.
Fret not, my dear, we'll meet again at Saint Peter's gates.
Reignite the fires in this frigid heart of mine,
Wake me from this slumber.
But it was circumstance that was flirting with disaster,
And destiny was sharing your bed.
Welcome the discontented and fix this sorry soul,
With tactfulness and grace.
The end starts a new cycle of pain, never-ending pain.
In time, you'll see the destroyer of all that's holy.
Reignite the fires in this frigid heart of mine,
Wake me from this slumber.
But it was circumstance that was flirting with disaster,
And destiny was sharing your bed.
Welcome the discontented and fix this sorry soul,
With tactfulness and grace.
I'll surrender to flames you started and use them to light my way.
I'll remember the thrill of romance, as long as you light my way.
But it was circumstance that was flirting with disaster,
And destiny was sharing your bed.
Welcome the discontented and fix this sorry soul,
With tactfulness and grace.
But it was consequence, just promise to light my way.
But it was consequence, come on, just promise to light my way.
But it was consequence, yeah, it was consequence
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7. |
Black Bile, White Lies
03:18
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He's reigning down in the shadow lands again.
Born as the bastard son, lost in his own pretension.
Dastardly concerned, yet chipped away in time,
You'll come to find out that your boy is never coming back.
He's reared himself a throne,
So bow to the king of nothing.
Lost himself again in black bile, bow to your king.
His majesty, the wretch.
He's drenched himself in the sweetest of all sin.
Just one more rail he cries, as one foot graces his grave.
Fearlessly inept, a failure from the womb.
Apologies but your boy is never coming back.
He's reared himself a throne,
So bow to the king of nothing.
Lost himself again in black bile, bow to your king.
His majesty, the wretch.
He's failed you all once again, conquered by the poisonous bliss.
There will be no revival this time around.
He's failed you all once again, conquered by the poisonous bliss.
Well, he's far too gone now, too far gone to save.
He's reared himself a throne,
So bow to the king of nothing.
Lost himself again in black bile, bow to your king.
His majesty, the wretch, his majesty.
Bow to the king.
His majesty, his majesty, the wretch
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8. |
Sirens
04:30
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Pessimism aside, I'll search to the edge of the earth just to find the,
Enchantment of her voice in perfect rapture.
Steered by the sound of persuasive song, seeking absolution
With tears to match my plaintive woes, we'll create our own truths.
Through these timeless fables, for this I've waited so long.
The fates have spun a noose, it seems,
Please siren set me free,
And ravish me with seraphic song.
Seduction leaves the lips of the exquisite siren (exquisite siren).
Attired in white, leaving me in a asphyxiated reverie.
Can we re-write history, we'll create our own truths.
Develop an ending without you drowning in the black depths.
The fates have spun a noose, it seems,
Please siren set me free,
And ravish me with seraphic song.
With each note and word I fell victim to the sound of her,
Resplendence personified.
Set me free,
Siren, set me free, free, free.
The fates have spun a noose, it seems,
Please siren set me free,
And ravish me with seraphic song.
With each note and word I fell victim to the sound of her,
Resplendence personified.
Oh, siren, set me free,
Siren, set, siren, set me free.
Ravish my with seraphic song
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And so it erodes, from my septum to a numbed aorta,
Yet I longed to run as I watched you grow smaller,
And finally fade into the long perspective.
This time you won't be calling out,
So I'll keep on longing, keep on longing,
As you keep on walking.
I longed to run.
We'll never walk together through leaves and over bridges,
To the sound of bells ringing out from that lone tower.
Steps strive towards,
Yet broken limbs keep this child where he lies,
Awol and choking on the bitter taste of desperation,
The leaves still turn.
This time you won't be coming back.
A lifetime of longing, a lifetime of longing,
We all saw it coming.
I longed to run.
We'll never walk together through leaves and over bridges,
To the sound of bells ringing out from that lone tower.
We'll never walk together through leaves and over bridges,
To the sound of bells ringing out from that lone tower.
Remember me from time to time (from time to time)
And all I'd sacrifice in my life to share just one last walk with you.
Remember me, remember virtue (from time to time)
Remember me, remember me.
This time you won't be calling out,
So I'll keep on longing, as you keep on walking.
I won't fade away, I won't fade away.
I won't fade away, I long for another day.
I won't fade away, I long for another day.
I won't fade away, I long for another day.
I won't fade away, I long for another day
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Through the shadow of night, the lost and the sullen,
Pariahs ignite the skies, leaving our worlds behind,
Pillaging life beneath a western sky.
Not one soul to spare, falling to their knees,
Praying to idols who are no more than vagrants spreading disease.
But we're just feeding the frenzied, luring them in and quenching an insatiable,
Thirst for the grim and despairing, grim and despairing lay.
We're on the road to damnation, upon horses pale we ride,
Plaguing the earth everlasting, as the hounds of hell do bite.
Through the piles of flesh, the damned and putrid,
These mavericks will now descend, leaving our brides behind,
Demoralize beneath a western sky.
Not one soul to spare, falling to their knees,
Praying to idols who are no more than vagrants spreading disease.
But we're just feeding the frenzied, luring them in and quenching an insatiable,
Thirst for the grim and despairing, grim and despairing lay.
We're on the road to damnation, upon horses pale we ride,
Plaguing the earth everlasting, as the hounds of hell do bite.
We're on the road to damnation, upon horses pale we ride,
Plaguing the earth everlasting, as the hounds of hell do bite.
We're on the road to damnation, upon horses pale we ride,
Plaguing the earth everlasting, as the hounds of hell do bite.
We're on the road to damnation, upon horses pale we ride,
Plaguing the earth everlasting, forever we will ride
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11. |
Turn Loose The Doves
04:17
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How's the air up there with the faithless and aborted souls,
And when the worms carried it away,
Did you cry, did you feel, did you see me pray?
To gods and demons all alike, to those who would lend an ear that night,
Three thousand miles high, these wayward wanderers fly.
Halfway to heaven, yet a stones throw from hell.
Through infinite sorrow soars our exquisite belle.
Turn loose the doves and marvel at their flight with fractured wings.
Turn loose the doves and listen to the mourning chorus start to sing,
Anthems of loss, all for you, they are all for you,
My muse, I never wanted this to fall, this to fall apart.
Choke on the air up there, from the acid and reviled clouds,
And when we glance down upon our shrine,
There's no viol, violet, and no vine.
Nor rays from holy heaven bright,
Sweet muse, how far have we strayed from this guiding light?
We strayed from this light.
Halfway to heaven, yet a stones throw from hell,
Through infinite sorrow soars our exquisite belle.
Turn loose the doves and marvel at their flight with fractured wings.
Turn loose the doves and listen to the mourning chorus start to sing,
Anthems of loss, all for you, they are all for you,
My muse, I never wanted this to fall, this to fall apart.
Scarlet drenched and song less birds, deliver us from the underworld.
Scarlet drenched and song less birds, deliver us from the underworld.
Halfway to heaven, yet a stones throw from hell.
Through infinite sorrow soars our exquisite belle.
Turn loose the doves and marvel at their flight with fractured wings.
Turn loose the doves and listen to the mourning chorus start to sing,
Anthems of loss, all for you, they are all for you,
My muse, I never wanted....
Anthems of loss, all for you, they are all for you,
My muse, I never wanted this to fall, this to fall apart
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