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Ghosted
03:48
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Talk louder.
We can't hear you anymore.
A child without a care.
Vultures hover picking apart everything all that we hold dear.
Say something clever.
We can't hear you anyway.
A pawn without a square.
A meaningless existence.
The end is drawing near.
Time lapse.
Fade black.
Faceless memories.
Closing the door.
Dreams will die as time goes by.
It's gone. It's over.
Hope subsides and friends divide.
Your youth was ghosted.
Pass through.
Pass through and inhale.
It's just a dream.
Don't exhale.
Breathe in deep.
Life is coming.
Life is going.
Watch the black smoke rise.
Summers fade,
and leaves will change,
as lovers change their minds.
Take a moment.
Get composure.
It all goes black in time.
Take a seat and watch as the darkness takes you.
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Knavery
03:39
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It shook the ground,
took our beliefs,
leveled our lives.
Let's go for a ride.
I want to see the city tonight.
It spit in our hands,
shattered our souls,
foiled our plans.
I'm losing my mind.
I'm floating away.
As it fades,
it goes to indigo.
Shades of blue.
My lungs gasp.
My hands shake for you.
As the flocks of birds fly south from their homes.
My spirit is hollowed and my heart is cold.
On the moon I'll dance.
On the clouds I'll shoegaze.
In hell I'll wonder,
why?
I'll savor this moment for the rest of my life.
I'll hold to these feelings for the rest of my years.
I'll answer for nothing for the rest of my days.
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Idolatry
04:36
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Irises blue.
I want you to know,
your words made waves.
A place beyond grey.
Our lenses merge,
a bridge between bodies.
In wake and woe,
I need you to know.
Paradise. Abaddon.
A peer into Heaven appeared in his Hell.
Winded.
Breathless he travelled.
Lifeless.
You washed him away.
Speechless and paranoid.
Paralyzed.
There's not not much to say.
There's no where to pray.
The body and blood.
Bury the bishop.
A God to a boy,
her frigid grips form.
A savior for a savage,
chimerical porn.
A pedestal romantic,
an apparition forms.
He hates you.
He loves you.
He knows that you notice.
There's nothing to say.
There's no where to pray.
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4. |
Crossroads
05:10
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5. |
Departure
03:27
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SCENARIO. Florence, Kentucky
A post-hardcore quartet.
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