1. |
The Earth Folded In
05:09
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Did you really think you had a choice?
Look at me, I'm fucking miserable now.
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2. |
Blacksun
06:39
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Sleep holds solitude
And I know it's not like you
Hold me close
Close to the sun
Science will never know
Why you won't hold me close
I'll never know
The sun stayed in it's place that day
Black sun,
Black sun,
Black sun,
Black sun
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3. |
Wither Down
06:50
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I know my place
At least, I think I do
Bound to endless failure and misfortune
I find solace in destructive things
My own pair of broken rings
I don't mind your inconsistency
I am unworthy of this body
I need to find another way out
I don't mind your inconsistency
I am so undefined and I am trying to find a way to escape
There is no ecstasy - I'm just withering, but I know my place
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4. |
Plaguedance
05:09
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Figure out your dance
Or prepare for the flood
Watch 1,000 mothers feed upon their sons
Know your circumstance
And make your pacts with blood
Embrace the solitude in the constant hum
Dig yourself a hole
At the bottom of the earth
Watch 1,000 insects struggle to give birth
Hold on to your faith
And pray that you don't rot
Embrace the coping mechanisms you were never taught
This is only temporary
I think I'm feeling sick
It's all under my skin
I know I'm breaking down
My body is floating around
I think I'm feeling sick
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5. |
The Great Between
07:16
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6. |
The Hanging Tree
09:58
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In the distance
Out the window
Through the Washington fog
It's right there
Taunting me
Haunting me
A constant reminder of my final solution
And one day it will take my hand
I just can't decide when
It's hard to explain
But the hanging tree knows my name
I'll never figure out it's game
But the hanging tree knows my name
Take its bones
By the branch
End your life
Take its hand
It's hard to digest
But I can feel it coming to an end
It gets hard to bend and contort my body
Or to pretend
Take its bones
By the branch
End your life
Take its hand
Take its hand
Take its hand
Take its hand
Take its hand
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Black Massive Sun Eugene, Oregon
Black Massive Sun is the culmination of every single idea I’ve ever had.
-grof
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