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The Crusader
03:57
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I’ve been through hell and back, but these red badges I’ve earned are only constant reminders of what I lack. With all these bridges I’ve burned the odds only stack against me. Sickened by strife and riddled with anxiety, maybe I should just turn my back on the rest of society. You’ve brought me to this place, the least you can do is stand here beside me. I know I’ve never been a saint and I never plan to be. How can there possibly be forgiveness for me? How can I show you all and make you see, all you are, is all you need to be? When I’m gone these words will be last thing left of me. This will be the only thing I leave behind. In spite of everything I seek and find, I feel I am only securing my cage. Filled with rage and raised on hate, I refuse to let my life be decided by fate. How can I show you all and make you see, all you are, is all you need to be? The air has gotten so thick but I will never retreat, one way or another, this will end in defeat. I won’t let the ground disintegrate beneath my feet. I will never retreat.
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Battle Scars
03:55
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We’ll reach for our dreams until this dead world disappears. Shake away your fears; they will only bring you tears. We bite our tongues through rejection and recourse. But we will never back down, because our hearts are the source, our guides on this mangled course. The only resource we have left, keeping your innocence will not help you win this battle. I pray for the day I will no longer have to lie awake or straight to your face. Follow me through the hands of misery. The clock tower shall keep my heart on beat. The path is much too steep to even stop for sleep. I can’t keep myself faithful for much longer. I’m bound to drown in a sea of my own lies. No amount of doubt will ever devour me. What do I need to do to make you see? This is all I have; this is all I can ever be. This is the air I breathe. This is the ground beneath my feet. Don’t weep for me, there is no hope left. Just the air I breathe and ground beneath my feet. Endlessly I wander praying for defeat and wishing downfall on us all. This is the only way you’ve learned to deal with life here. To lie, cheat and steal. Fear what you cannot feel, and try to hold on to what you think is real. I will savor our undoing as if it were my last deal.
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We are the infection, plaguing our lives each day. Tearing down, ourselves and killing our spirits in every way, but if none of us are willing to open our eyes, then we will never know the feeling of being free. Flee from your fears like sheep from a wolf, the truth will sear you narcissistic mind. Find out what you’re living for and stick to your kind, because I could never lose to a fucking wretch like you. You’ve fallen too far behind. Stand up for what you believe in or you’ll fall for anything. This has been breaking me. The fighting, the hunting, the stalking and killing. Make up your mind. Between the thought and the silhouette, we haven’t lost a bet we’ve placed yet. Between the drink and the regret, there’s not much bliss left. There’s not much bliss left here, move on. You’ve fallen too far behind. Stand up for what you believe in or you’ll fall for anything. Empty like a journal you buy to lie into. A seeker is lost in love’s robes. Cut the lights. Off the amp, and kill the mic. Don’t let their eardrums reflect that empty space we’re mirroring. All the colors and pigments dancing. Minds unfolding forever. You are the aria they’ve been waiting for. As they kindly lead you to the top, their agenda tightly wraps around your neck, and you realize what you already knew, that they brought you to the top, just to watch your body drop.
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This is the end of all we know, and what the fuck do we have to show? This ravenous blood thirst for vengeance has taken me over, I need no penance. No acknowledgement from you in any way. My patience grows weary with every careless word you say. You can’t save me from myself or anyone for that matter, you are all sheep and I’m the wolf who eviscerates while you sleep. We will all rust and waste away, your welcome has been overstayed. No one wants to be caught in the onslaught of something bigger than us. I’m blind to this purpose that everyone speaks of, just look around and start using reason, I’m deaf to your words to me they are treason. You’ve been exiled, you fucking heathen. I won’t be taken by this trance, you won’t get the chance. Nothing must stand in my way, I will show no mercy, and no one will be saved. So, watch that tongue and your step, these are your final days. We will all rust and waste away, your welcome has been overstayed. There’s nothing you can do or say, we will all be swallowed by our hate. I’m so fucking tired of saying the same things over and over again, but I won’t let you go on feeling so goddamn content. I cannot be stopped anymore, I will never be silenced. There will be no way to fight this. There will be no way you can stop this.
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The Hell I Call Home
03:25
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I’ve learned the hard way from my life and from my dreams that nothing is ever the way it seems. I need no more time to mend, I have no more heart to lend, and I feel like this suffering will never end, I’m left with nothing to defend. I have been degraded to the point where I can’t stand it anymore, and I’ve forgotten what I’ve spent all this time fighting for. This life has left me broken; people have shown me nothing more. This communication has become nothing but a chore. I wish I could say I’ve never seen this before but I won’t suffer your ignorance anymore. This all started as something I wasn’t willing to lose, but now it’s become a fight neither Heaven nor Hell can refuse. And I won’t just fucking whine, I’ll hold this weight till we reach the end of the line. All this time you left me here confused, with no plan to set me free until I was drained, lifeless, and used. I am so conflicted by the things I see every time I beg for them to leave. I have been degraded to the point where I can’t stand It anymore, and I’ve forgotten what I’ve spent all this time fighting for. This life has left me broken; people have shown me nothing more. This communication has become nothing but a chore. These fears I keep hidden from everyone else, manifest themselves inside this hell I call home.
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Lost Cause
02:54
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The Opportunists
03:15
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Cries of fear and anguish is all that can be heard, an undefined hell hole for them to call their own, condemning any and all without the resolve to choose a herd. Chasing their own shadows at the gates of madness. They will feel no relief and will never rest. There will be no end to their pain and distress. They have failed their test, and they scream “We are the forever indifferent. The very picture of cowardice.” We have no home to be sent to. We are the opportunists. All we know is regret, it only gets harder the more you resist. They beg the gods they’ve forsaken, praying for a death sentence, but they will offer them no repentance. This filthy squalor of agony and despair is the only home they will come to know, the scars they are given daily is all they have to wear, and their anonymous dwelling is all that they have to share. Chasing their own shadows at the gates of madness. They will feel no relief and will never rest.
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Devastate
02:46
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Anywhere you look, all there's to see is grief, this putrid grave is all they have to hold. Filled with dismal air, this filth is what they’ve earned. For the character they've shown, this torture will never be lifted; their lesson can never be learned. Every gift they were given, they burned. For squandering all this, they will be mangled. There's no escape from justice. Never in their worst nightmares could they imagine the horrors they behold. The sky will endlessly rain a putrid waste. Amongst the rancid dirt, there sits a monstrous beast who's only will is to reduce them to a paste. His incessant claws, they will never cease. They are all left to rot in disgrace, just as they lived. They will see no end to their meaningless lives, with the agony in which they now writhe. They have become the rotting garbage, they've surrounded themselves with. Their flesh begins to decay, as they slowly seep through the ground beneath their feet. Their final judgment is something they still await, they disgracefully long for their fate.
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When Legends Die
03:48
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I can’t hold this back, can’t make this seem like all I’ve done was just a dream. I can’t let go of what I know, how could you tear me at the seams? Forever plagued with what you’ve done to me, haunted daily by words unknown and things unseen. All I can do is strive and hope these fears subside but when legends die, we know we’ll never make it out alive. We’ll never make it out. This incessant plague is killing me, it’s getting harder and harder just to fucking breathe, but I can’t simply quit, I won’t just fucking leave, we need to show you all everything that we see. We will devour anyone who stands in our way, no one will be spared, what can you do or say with your life fading away? We’ll make you all pay. No amount of words can save you now; you might as well just fucking bow. There’s no need to explain why or how, I bet you thought you were safe until now, No amount of words can save you now. There’s no need to explain why, or how. There’s no need to explain, I bet you thought you were safe until now, I bet you thought you were safe. How far must one man go to the world pain only he can know and how hard must one tree fall to shake the Earth so hard that it brings down them all? What do I need to say to show you all that everything must be let go? How hard must we all fall before we answer this wake-up call?
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Raised By Wolves
03:17
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Skip the charades, there’s no time for games, we all live and die just the fucking same. We lie compulsively, never letting anyone see, pretending we are not real. Start forging your path today, don’t let this moment slip away, the dreams you have cannot come true if you’re not willing to follow through. Clutched by strife, the people march on, with no fucking clue of how to change their meager lives, break free from your own lies, this life requires no alibi, but you lie to yourself, just a little more, lie to everyone, life can be such a bore. You have no idea what you’re even fighting for, if you only knew what they have in store for us you’d walk away, you’d run away as fast as you could. Start forging your path today, don’t let this moment slip away. We all behave like fucking beasts we strive for war when we need peace. We show no remorse in the least, when will this senseless violence cease? Flee from anything that you refuse to feel, abandon anything that’s real. Tell me what you expect from me, this is never the way I wanted it to be. You left me here in a daze with only the silence to fill the blanks.
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Pallbearers
04:02
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I can’t breathe, oh I can’t breathe. You didn’t have to go, you didn’t have to leave. That day remains to be my nightmare in history. It’s all so crystal clear, yet still so hard to perceive, because when I close my eyes I still see you in my dreams. You’ve left this world, you’ve been set free, and now there is nothing to fear. Wherever you are your lives still live on here. From the smoke filled air to the blood on the walls, to the twisted metal on that broken street, I will never forget the day I ran through those halls, but now I’m stuck waiting until again we meet. I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you from that burden that took you from me. It’s all so crystal clear, yet still so hard to perceive, because when I close my eyes I still see you in my dreams. You’ve left this world, you’ve been set free, and now there is nothing to fear. Wherever you are your lives still live on here. I’m sorry you had to bare that pain alone, oh god if only I had known, but now you’re gone and there’s no turning back. It’s all so crystal clear, yet still so hard to perceive, because when I close my eyes I still see you in my dreams. You’ve left this world, you’ve been set free, and now there is nothing to fear. Wherever you are your lives still live on here. The scars you left will always sear, but memories of you I’ll hold forever dear.
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