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Frontiers
01:46
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You were always my favourite dancer.
Why can't you just see it's over?
We can meet in praise of ashes, but my hunger now is stronger.
There's lights in the sky. Why not scream at the night?
If I could have one place, it would be this place.
Gospel folk and endless drone, white meat falls off the bone.
If i could have one place, it would be this place.
We keep them safe to keep our home.
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Golden Bones
02:54
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These old stones guide our hands.
Oceans of power guide our will.
A primate adrift in space carves god's face in the vacuum of faith.
A primate adrift in space. A cosmic grave in the vacuum of faith.
We're dreams made flesh.
We're lust made cold.
Ruination of silence.
Bones and gold.
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Thrash By Night
03:19
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Find the arc inside. A flat earth's horizon line.
Soon we'll all be dust. How am I?
I'm fine.
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Make Them Fear
03:42
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These open hands plead for time.
The dust, the emptiness will not be denied.
Give them what they want. They made this.
No shame in the dark. We made our gods.
They're in our hearts. No shame in the dark.
Make them fear.
We are at war.
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Lazarus Pits
02:43
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What did we know of the price of experience?
Ringing our finger-bells, lost in the woods.
An army of children, nights filled with trembling, the animals crouch as they wait for their food.
And all of this violence will never be exorcised. We claw at each other as we fall off the stage.
And all of the love, and the motions of love, played out in tribute till the end of our days.
Dive into the Lazarus Pits. Eternal life at the end of this.
Take my hand. The hand that takes. Here come the planes.
Flying over our graves. I was a dog on a chain. Now there's no chain.
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I Did A Crime
02:05
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Guys - I did a crime.
And I fucked my life.
And I did it again and again and again.
The rubber bats. The boots and hats. The leather straps.
The hidden bags. The prowling lights. A carpark at night.
This is the last one.
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Into Oblivion
03:57
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Things we do must remain hidden.
Flight over a black ocean.
A continent yearning for breath of corruption.
I smell your need.The need for slaughter.
For your master. For my hunger.
Something new is born, the fifth world dawns.
Innumerable forms. The multiverse yawns.
My claws are wet. My mouth a wound. The moon is red.
A blighted land. Eternal life. A bleeding eye. My castles walls.
A burning sty.
Die for your master in the arms of a stranger.
These white walls. The pit where we trained you.
Oceans of time, stone walls of sorrow.
Claws of mine, the ocean's spawn follow.
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