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To the Forest
01:37
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Through blood and steel
I will rediscover what is real.
Through blood and stone
I will reclaim what I own.
To the forest, towards the sea
I shall find what I seek.
We are defined by why we bleed
I shall rediscover why I breathe
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Crete
02:36
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Hail the sullen gates of winter...
Drown...
The earth shatters and dies.
Drown...
Drown in the eye of retribution,
your iron sun was a week illusion.
Rivers of gray erode away
your fickle monuments of strength.
Shatter and break, fall away...
Shatter and break, fall away...
Shatter and break, fall away...
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Raising Wolves
02:24
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Shaded light revealed.
Shown; teeth once concealed.
Under the light of the darker
second sun.
New eyes confide in the void.
Infinite shades of arctic forbade
the fear of blood and pain.
Shown; the hatred of life.
Lifeless steps tread
patient along a razor's edge.
Heels shaved to ice.
Bleeding sleep cloaks thy bladed sight.
Like ice colder than inferno,
an aimless existence does cease,
Drifting before the beyond...
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Your God Will Burn
04:47
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Unearthed are the flowers of wilting eyelids,
In embrace with the ultimate permanence.
Your sentence of sentience will come to a close.
So violence is the only way that you learn?
How many nails will i have to take
to teach you the value of listening?
Just look at me as I bag up your blood,
And burn your fucking walls down with your god.
Hang humanity
Static beheadings
brush strokes of machetes
The dancing of children's bones beneath the beast
"Let them die and wall them in!
Let them laugh and worship their dead!"
So this is what your god preached?
How?
Tears curling from the lower lashes of a young girls left eye,
Submersed in arrays of burned orange light.
So busy rehearsing...
Is that one of your horizon lines?
Carried away on the shoulder of a man who's in love with a flag, and at war with the world.
You're at war with the world
This day
Santa Muerte
comes home.
This day
Santa Muerte
comes home.
Necks bend,
eyes wide,
Death without fear of what steal can divide.
This day
Santa Muerte
comes home.
The sky is dripping tears of amber
for those who feel at home in their hurt.
Most of us have seen our friend's faces in dirt.
Men with eyes more red than white
have stained your hands a new shade of tied.
They ask why you came, what did you decide?
sitting there in silence...
at least, alive.
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Half Asking Richmond, Virginia
MIND BENDING FEAR
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