1. |
Squonk
03:55
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Well you found it finally
The sobs it makes are deafening
Tonight it turns the other cheek
And pays for a halo
Softer now and trembling
Hollowed out and vanishing
Tonight it turns the other cheek
And pays for a halo
Drag it out into the street
The songs it sings haunt you for weeks
Pick on someone your own size
Raw contagious misery
Blessed communal suffering
Tonight we turn the other cheek
And pay for a halo
Drag us out into the street
The songs we sing haunt you for weeks
Pick on someone your own size
Wasted energy
On another fantasy
Of never learning how to run
Wasted tears on it
Just another fantasy
Of never learning how to run
Buried in my prophecy
To fade to tears eventually
To keep myself out of my eyes
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2. |
Exurb
03:57
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A standard greeting tumbles out of my mouth
In a voice I no longer believe in
The automatic lips will whistle a tune
Of a song that I should recognize
It feeds
But it's never enough
It washes over you; it's useless to fight
Just like shaking your fists at an ocean
Expands beyond your sight impossible ways
And goes on and goes on and goes on and goes on and goes on
It feeds
But it's never enough
Instinctive recoil as it begins a shape
That I already know as familiar
It's in my bones
It's in my skin
It's in my blood
It's always been
Gear and machine
I became the cage that I put myself in
It feeds
But it's never enough
Home sweet home
Silver linings dulling under the chorus of
It never mattered
It was always too late
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3. |
Unfurl
04:24
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Here lies
The haunted hells
Of memory
Here lies
A fractured shell
Of suffering
Behold
The sharpened teeth
Of misery
No Thoughts
No Prayers
Here comes
Your last chance
To not get up
Behold
Brand new skin
Thickened up
Forgotten language
Escapes my lips
Turns out broken hands
Can still make broken fists
As it was
And so it is
Now the blood on my hands
Goes all the way up the wrist
Here comes
A haunted hell
A cornered stray
Here comes
The crushing weight
Of finality
No thoughts
No prayers
Here is
The last dream
You'll tear away
Here is
The last time
You got away
Forgotten language
Escapes my lips
Turns out broken hands
Can still make broken fists
As it was
And so it is
Now the blood on my hands
Goes all the way up to the wrist
He moves in a way
That can only be taken as a threat
The end and beginning of a nightmare
With scabbed over wings outstretched
He doesn't cry
A creature illuminated by unfurling grief
A giant with a short-circuiting halo
Walks up to her window
And picks at his cloak
Whispers
My love
Sleep now
But I'm coming back as an avalanche
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4. |
Tak
06:18
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Before it walked
Before I stumbled on, what I'm too weak to carry
Before it called
Before the voice spoke, in the language of a cemetery
Beware
It's teeth are so hungry
Beware
It feasts and I'm hungry
It's not like you don't pay for it
It's not like you won't pay for it
It's not like you don't pay for it
It's not like you won't pay for it
Beware
It's teeth are so hungry
Beware
It feasts and I'm hungry
It's not like you don't pay for it
It's not like you don't pay for it
It's not like you don't pay for it
It's not like you won't pay for it
Beware
It's teeth are so hungry
Beware
It feasts and I'm hungry
It won't be long
Before I let it in and get what I've been taking
Cuz I'll watch it all
I'll see everything, until I'm forgiven
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5. |
Galaxy Dust
05:26
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We are gathered here today
Because nothing works
Just force yourself to care
Until something hurts
What good is suffering
If you can’t sell the curse?
I, I, I, I
Me, Me, Me, Me
What good is a funeral
If you don’t see the corpse?
Can you still put a saddle
On a beaten horse?
What is enough?
When is it over?
I start it up,
I start it over.
Should be enough
But it’s never
What I want
But was it ever?
The air doesn’t mean as much
Unless you’re drowning first
Just close your eyes
For strangers to assess your worth
What is enough?
When is it over?
I start it up
I start it over
Should be enough
But it’s never
What I want
But was it ever?
We are gathered here today
Because nothing works
Just force yourself to care
Until something hurts
I, I, I, I
Me, me, me, me
Another life gets added
To the evidence
It doesn’t bother me
So it’s not serious
What is enough?
When is it over
I started up
It started over
Should be enough
But it’s never
What I want
But was it ever?
Bury another round
Of galaxy dust
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6. |
Steel Shore
00:38
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7. |
Raining Icepicks
06:29
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Reaching this conclusion wasn't easy for us
Until you spread your little trash across the universe
The countdown resumes, we hold to our course
We're here to help.
Echos of an ancient pain that we have ignored
Things left unexplained because you won't learn the words
An ache became a wound because the treatment is worse
All systems go.
Bury the Earth.
One by one by one by
Activate on release
one by one just bury me
Rain
Knowing just enough to be considered dangerous
Turning back the clock was never in the cards for us
The answer is NO
Worst became worse.
And got worse.
Mission complete
It's what you deserve.
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8. |
Steakbeard
02:39
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It sang for me
it sang for me
it's deafening
but it sang for me
Now it hums
Now it hunts
Stick and string
perfectly
what i can't be
it's becoming
Now it hums
Now it hunts
All this pain
for nothing
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9. |
Six Seas
07:09
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If you believe the answer
It is
If you can’t see the wire
It is
If you don’t think about it
It is
One hand will force the other
But I won’t survive the pressure
It feels like something’s wrong and
It is
Set sail and raise your anchor
If you believe the answer
It is
If you can’t see the wire
It is
If you don’t think about it
It is
One hand will force the other
But I won’t survive the pressure
If you hear the clock ticking
It is
One hand to slight the other
If it seems impossible then
It is
Hope you find what you’re after
Though I have all that I need
It takes six seas to wash it clean
It feels like something’s wrong and
It is
It feels like there’s no light where
It is
It shouldn’t be but
It is
And god wept in his heaven
If only we could see what
It is
Hope you find what you’re after
Though I have all that I need
It takes six seas to wash it clean
…then watch it sink
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10. |
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Before it walked
Before I stumbled on, what I'm too weak to carry
Before it called
Before the voice spoke, in the language of a cemetery
Beware
It's teeth are so hungry
Beware
It feasts and I'm hungry
It's not like you don't pay for it
It's not like you won't pay for it
It's not like you don't pay for it
It's not like you won't pay for it
Beware
It's teeth are so hungry
Beware
It feasts and I'm hungry
It's not like you don't pay for it
It's not like you don't pay for it
It's not like you don't pay for it
It's not like you won't pay for it
Beware
It's teeth are so hungry
Beware
It feasts and I'm hungry
It won't be long
Before I let it in and get what I've been taking
Cuz I'll watch it all
I'll see everything, until I'm forgiven
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