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LAMENT
01:38
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THERE'S NO LIGHT AT THE END OF MY TUNNEL
BUT I KEEP HOLDING MY BREATH
WHEN EVERYTHING HAS BEEN SAID AND DONE
I'LL ATTEMPT TO LAMENT THE LITTLE DEATHS
THAT ARE LITTERED ALONGSIDE THE PATH THAT I TREAD
A MISSTEP TAKES ME FURTHER AWAY FROM WHERE I WANT TO BE
TAKES ME FURTHER AWAY FROM WHO I WANT TO BE
TAKES ME FURTHER AWAY FROM WHAT I WANT TO SEE
AND WHAT I WANT IS SOMETHING THAT I'VE LEARNED THAT I'LL NEVER EARN
SO SICK OF SPEAKING THROUGH MY TEETH TO BLURT OUT THESE BITTER WORDS
THAT DRIP, DRIP WITH ILL INTENT THAT MAKES YOU SWALLOW YOUR TONGUE
CAUSE IT'S NOT ME THAT SHOULD REPENT WHILE I'VE BEEN COUGHING UP BLOOD
THAT'S AS BLACK AS THE BULLET THAT IS READY, SET, AIMED BETWEEN YOUR EYES
YOU ARE THE EMBODIMENT OF ALL THING I DESPISE
IT'S NOT UP FOR DISCUSSION CAUSE THERE IS NO COMPROMISE
I KNOW WHO YOU ARE I SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOUR DISGUISE
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PETRUSHKA
02:38
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I'M NOT A CHARLATAN'S HARLOT
HOLD UP MY CORPSE
LIFELESS, STAINED SCARLET
MY GHOST WILL RISE ABOVE
DEFIANT CRIES OF LOVE
I SNUB MY NOSE AT YOUR ATTEMPTS TO TRY TO HUSH
THE CURTAINS CLOSED
A TRUMPETER'S SWAN
A SONG OF PROSE
YOU NEGLECT ME AND NOW YOU HAVE LEFT ME IN THE THROES
BATHED IN SELF-PITY
A LEAP OF FAITH, NO ESCAPE TO KNOW
MANIC CYCLES, RESET ME BEFORE MY FINAL BLOW
I'M NOT A CHARLATANS HARLOT
SHOUT FROM THE ROOFTOPS
I AM ENVY INCARNATE
REJECTED AND GROTESQUE
UNABLE TO POSSESS WHAT'S WITHIN GRASP
I CRASH AND NOW MY SKULL IS CRACKED
THE CHORD IS STRUCK, REDUCE ME TO CLOTH AND SAWDUST
SECOND DEATH BECONDS TOWARDS EVENING IN RAINY AUTUMN
CORRUPTED MASQUERADE
DISDAIN SEEPS OUT ON STAGE
A LOVE UNREQUITED
INTERNALISING FITS OF RAGE
RAISE THE CURTAINS, THE STAGE AWAITS ME
SPILL MY HEART OUT OH SO GRACEFULLY
THE SHOW GOES ON EVEN IF IT PAINS ME
CAUSE THIS IS WHAT I LIVE FOR LATELY
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YOUR DESIGN
02:12
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I SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOUR LIES
EATING ME UP INSIDE
THIS IS YOUR DESIGN
YOU EVISCERATE
YOU DESECRATE
THIS IS YOUR DESIGN
YOU WANT TO DRAIN ME OF THE BLOOD THAT RUNS THROUGH MY VEINS
YOU WANT TO PUNCTURE THROUGH MY LUNGS AND PLACE ME ON DISPLAY
YOU WANT TO MAKE ME AN EXAMPLE OF YOUR BRUTALITY
YOU WANT TO MAKE ME A FRONT PAGE HEADLINE
YOU WANT TO MAKE ME A DISGRACE
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PAWN
02:05
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CARVE YOUR NAME INTO MY CHEST JUST TO WATCH ME BLEED
SCAR ME AND MARK ME FOR LIFE AS I WATCH YOU LEAVE
A PATTERN CONTINUED ANOTHER CASUALTY
DISMANTLED ABANDONED ANOTHER TRAGEDY
LEFT HERE FOR DEAD
JUST A PAWN TO GET AHEAD
LEFT HERE FOR DEAD
DESERVING OF ALL I GET
MY LEFT ARM WENT NUMB THREE DAYS AGO
I SEE YOU ON MY HEELS
I SEE YOU ON MY HEELS
I WON'T TAKE THE RING
I WON'T TAKE THE GRAVE
I WON'T BE A PAWN IN YOUR GAME
LEFT HERE FOR DEAD
JUST A PAWN TO GET AHEAD
LEFT HERE FOR DEAD
DESERVING OF ALL I GET
LEFT HERE FOR DEAD
JUST A PAWN TO GET AHEAD
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MARIONETTE
03:12
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YOU PICKED YOUR POISON
DOSED IT RIGHT
A MEDICINE THAT'S LACED WITH SPITE
YOU CAN'T CURE HELPLESS EVEN IF YOU TRIED
YOU'RE JUST A MARIONETTE WITH BOTH HANDS TIED
DO ONLY WHAT YOU'RE TOLD
YOU CAN'T HELP BUT ABIDE
PULLING AT YOUR STRINGS IS JUST THEIR WAY OF LIFE
IT'S NOT WORTH A FIGHT
IT'S JUST A WASTE OF TIME
PULLING AT YOUR STRINGS IS JUST THEIR WAY OF LIFE
THEY WANT TO WATCH YOU DANCE
THEN TELL YOU THEY'RE IN LOVE
THEN LEAVE YOU HIGH AND DRY
WHEN PUSH COMES TO SHOVE
THEY'LL CUT YOUR STRINGS
YOUR ALONE ON THE STAGE
YOU'LL HAVE TO SAVE YOUR STORY FOR ANOTHER PAGE
IS THIS GETTING OLD
IS THIS WHAT THEY LIKE
PULLING AT YOUR STRINGS IS JUST THEIR WAY OF LIFE
THERE'S NO MORE WORDS TO SAY
THERE'S NO MORE SONGS TO WRITE
PULLING AT YOUR STRINGS IS JUST THEIR WAY OF LIFE
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CROSSES
02:42
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IF ALL I AM TO YOU IS JUST A MEANS TO AN END
IF ALL YOU WANT FROM ME IS FOR ME TO FRACTURE WHEN I BEND
IF ALL YOU ASK OF ME IS NEVER ENOUGH, THEN NEVER ASK AGAIN
A WEIGHT ON MY SHOULDERS
I'LL SEND A PRAYER TO GOD
THAT WHEN I WAKE UP I'LL FIND REASONS TO KEEP CARRYING ON
BUT I'M NOT HIS STRONGEST SOLDIER
I'M CRYING OUT FOR HELP
THIS IS THE CROSS I BEAR BUT I CANNOT BEAR IT BY MYSELF
I'M NOT HIS STRONGEST SOLDIER
BUT I WON'T SEIZE TO PLEA
THIS IS THE CROSS I BEAR AND IT'S BEARING DOWN ON ME
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ROSARY
05:04
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I WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND
SLEEPING WITH A ROSARY WRAPPED AROUND MY HAND
FACING CAVING IN HEAD ON EMBODIED BY FEAR
REACHING OUT FOR HELP, HOPEFUL, BUT NO ONE IS THERE
FAITH FOUND IN EMPTY BOTTLES AND DECISIONS UNCLEAR
MARRED BY MISCOMMUNICATION TARNISHED BEYOND REPAIR
LET THE WAVES CONSUME ME, PULL ME IN WITH THE TIDE
IF THIS SHIP IS SINKING IT WILL ALL BE ALRIGHT
I WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND
EVERYTHING AROUND ME'S CRASHING FASTER THAN PLANNED
I'M HOLDIING ONTO VICES FAILING MY VITAL SIGNS
THAT GOD'S GRACE AND FAITH COULD NEVER REVITALISE
REREADING CONVERSATIONS ONCE ENGRAVED IN MY MIND
LINGERING ONTO STATEMENTS ONLY READ BETWEEN LINES
ATONEMENT IS A LUXURY THAT I CAN'T AFFORD
STILL STUMBLING WITH EVERY SINGLE STEP I TAKE FORWARD
IT'S BEEN YEARS SINCE I'VE ENDURED YOUR WRATH
BUT THAT DOG SHIT / PISS SCENT IS STILL FRESH ON YOUR BREATH
AND YOUR WORDS, THEY STILL LINGER
AND YOUR ACTIONS STILL STAIN
BUT I WILL NOT BURN ETERNALLY, I'VE BEEN SAVED FROM YOUR FLAME
ALTHOUGH MY LUNGS ARE STILL BLACKENED AND I'M LIVING IN SIN
I'M NOT PRAYING FOR THE DAY SMOKE ENGULFS ME AGAIN
THERE'S NO ANGELS TO GUIDE ME
BUT GOD, TRUST ME I'M TRYING
I'VE BEEN DAMNED ONCE BEFORE
BUT I'VE BROKEN FREE FINALLY
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