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Separated at Death
06:31
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Separated at Death
Death
Death
Death
Death
Is this my heart on the floor
Are these my intestines as if stored
Like rags underneath the radiator
Disemboweled organs and bones
Speaking to my teeth
Through a toothless mouth
The ghosts mill about as if they are bored
As if they’d expected or seen this before
And the connection has failed
The lines being severed in the bomb blast
So surrounded by these desperate
Bystanding skulls
I am reminded of my past
What does it mean to grieve?
As I lay in blood on the floor
And I dream of your voice
As the pain becomes dull
What does it mean to grieve?
What does it mean to grieve?
You separated the will
From my power to trust
Replaced all that I loved
With things that disgust
You said, “The weak let their minds be corroded and bust
Until the memories are bound by nothing but rust”
You said that you could separate the stars from the dust
The hawk from the dove
What does it mean to grieve?
What does it mean to grieve?
What does it mean to grieve?
What does it mean to grieve?
And you told me to separate the sea from the shore
What does it mean to grieve?
What does it mean to grieve?
And you told me to separate the sea from the shore
“You must split the apple if you want to see its core”
Is this my throat the source of this bleating
As drones mill about like bees on a beetle
The buzzing has ended
Each thing ashen and dull
Nothing can become something
Until something is null
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2. |
Kill the Witch
03:38
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Kill the Witch
I wanted something more than
Your politics and drugs
But it just didn’t turn out that way
Now did it?
Because as sure as prophecy
And fallen angels
We will fail
And fall better than ever before
An unhappy conscience
The purpose of life
Is to know one’s sadness
And so we build a life
For death
Take this pistol and kill the witch
And then follow me into the woods
I am the voice within your head
Telling you to leave them alive or dead
There is no us
There is only the voice
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3. |
Personality Weapon
07:43
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Personality Weapon
I am the stranger
To the stranger of myself
I wander nowhere special
And you know me
Better than you know
Your hate
Your hatred for the deepest part of you
And cover in shadow all from whence it springs
Sown in your soul
And I can’t blame you
Looks like you’ve been believing in disbelief
And I can’t blame you
For we are all disbelievers
We are all disbelievers
In our own capabilities
We are knives stowed away in the cabinet
If you’d like to know how dangerous I can be
Start by imagining yourself as me
And you are my favorite murder weapon
You are my favorite of all
And you are my favorite murder weapon
I am you
I am you
I am you
I am you
I am you
I am you
I am you
I am you
I’ll stab you
I’ll stab you
I’ll stab you
I’ll stab you
I’ll stab you
I’ll stab you
I’ll stab you
I’ll stab you
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4. |
Your Skull
07:14
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Your Skull
The killer speaks:
There is power hidden underneath
This hospital gown
There is power unleashed
When these velcro shoes come off
And they will come off
Just like your skull separating
From your body
I have so many questions
And all of them shall be answered
When your skull separates from your body
I am decent, I am kind
But I tend to leave this world behind
When your skull separates from your body
The victim speaks:
In the end what is done is done
And the manner in which
You conduct your crimes
Is irrelevant to the dead
I am the voice
Still reverberating
Within the dying skull
No future
No future
No future
No future
No future
No future
No future
No future
No future
No past
Nothing but this moment
Locked forever in reverberations
And I think I hate you,
But it is impossible to say
That is the very worst irony
As you leave this world behind
When your skull
When your skull
When your skull separates from your body
The survivor speaks:
There is so much more than a chemical imbalance
In the brain of the one with the knife
There is so much more than psychological disconnection
So much more than a dissociation from life
There is so much more than one’s upbringing
And there is so much more than one’s fate
There is so much more than love
And so much more than hate
There is so much more than in what can be said
When we say what we mean to be true
When we attempt to categorize or proselytize
What is the reason for a mad point of view
The best we can do is to ignore the snap
That occurs in the middle of the act
When the skull separates from the body
Open questions and velcro shoes
The ghosts of the long ago dead
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5. |
Nothing but Dread
09:21
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Nothing but Dread
We are nothing
We are nothing
We are nothing
We are nothing
We are full of nothing but dread
We are nothing
And we are forever addicted to abandonment
Psychopathy and lies
So many charming alibis
We are nothing
Isolation
We are nothing
We are nothing
We are nothing
But dread
Dread
Dread
Dread
Dread
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6. |
The Glome
06:25
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The Glome
All the propaganda
White, grey, and black
Psychological operations
Special activities
And unconventional
Forms of attack
None of this matters
Within the Glome
None of this matters
Within the Glome
None of this matters
Within the Glome
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Exhumed
06:08
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Exhumed
Let’s play electric chair
After you finish digging up my lawn
You’ll take my trophies as your own
You’ll take my trophies as your own
And even as I lay here dead,
I still believed you could read my mind
And even as I lay here
You can’t punish what you can’t kill
You can’t kill what’s already dead
You can’t punish what you can’t kill
You can’t kill what’s already dead
Exhumed
It’s not a delusion if it talks back
Exhumed
It’s not a delusion if it talks back
Exhumed
It’s not a delusion if it talks back
Exhumed
It’s not a delusion if it talks back
Exhumed
It’s not a delusion if it talks back
Exhumed
It’s not a delusion if it talks back
Exhumed
It’s not a delusion if it talks back
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