1. |
So Far Gone
01:14
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I can't escape this empty feeling
I think I miss the pain
oxygen's replaced with anesthetic
In my brain
Alienated
So far gone.
The tragic confused as comic as I see behind the shade. the curtains open As I am flattened. But the light it doesn't change.
Isolated
Searching for something lost.
Are we searching? Is this adventure? Are we just lost? Expedition? Exploration? It is nothing. We are lost.
Isolated, deserted, I'm gone without a trace
I clench my fist and accept this life of pain.
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2. |
White Flags
00:14
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White flags fly overhead
Blackened bones crunch under foot
But still I refuse to bow down.
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3. |
Carcinogens
02:15
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Our heavy hands have ambitious plans
They break everything they touch
The pretty face, the jock, the brain
Deep inside they're all the same
Blackened and carcinogenic. We're charred and frail.
Atrophied we're slowly dying. Inevitably we will fail.
Inoperable, corrupt. We're damned if we do, if not we're just fucked.
A short story summarized: Everything you love will die.
So why not give up? Why give a fuck? When there is nothing for us in this life but accepting death. When the sun explodes this will all be meaningless.
Blackened and carcinogenic. We're charred and frail.
Atrophied we're slowly dying. Inevitably we will fail.
We work, manipulated, we're shrink wrapped and packed in a box. Our glory days spent down in a hole, we're constantly looking up.
Look for direction in a pile of maps, torn, nervously rolled.
The cartography shows where we've been, but never where we want to go.
The moment you accept that you're a walking corpse is the moment you can start to live.
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4. |
Lucid Dreams
01:34
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Awake with claw marks through my flesh. I'm panicked out of breath. The actions, innocent abominations.
Conscious but I'm in control.
Destructive actions take their toll
Awake but not alive
I'm always sleep deprived.
Unlimited terror
The victim’s innocent, but it doesn't matter.
Nails infused with blood and skin I try to retrace. The complications fade, the vision escapes.
Conscious but I'm in control.
Destructive actions take their toll
Awake but not alive
I'm always sleep deprived.
Unlimited terror
Everything is haze
is this not a dream?
My mind's eye is open, my eyes are shut.
Yet another life I struggle to control.
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5. |
Intent
00:57
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Denial of feeling. denial of reason. acceptance of action, a disgusting farce.
Fully aware of evil intent yet they aid and abet. Wash their hands and turn away. Avoid any responsibility. Afraid of decision. Long for regret. What can stop this? Nothing. No one.
Fully aware of evil intent yet they aid and abet. Wash their hands and turn away. Avoid any responsibility.
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6. |
Spoils of War
01:17
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Stubborn and brooding
The sands of time slip away
A calendar measured by rage
Fixated on hate
I can't help think that this war is mine.
I'm fighting
Don't know what I'm fighting for
I'm dying
The mind is the first casualty of war
The hope for the future is gone
Been living in past tense
A war that can never be won
The spoils of war are regrets
Manic and obsessed
Or focused and can't look away
Been staring at the ceiling for days
cracks don’t have much say to I follow them to a violent place.
I’m fighting
Don't know what I'm fighting for
I'm dying
The mind is the first casualty of war
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7. |
Obsessed With Death
01:48
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Imprisoned, life is a trap.
My vision's distorted, green comes through I see black.
I see blood, I see gore, I smell shit, I'm obsessed.
There's still air in my lungs but I'm gasping for breath.
The body is a vessel for decay
Festering, fleeting, everything.
Obsessed with death
Every bang a bullet in my head
Every string a noose around my neck
Obsessed with death
Imprisoned, everything is wrong
When I'm conscious I'm seething, I'm so far gone.
Creatures, I see right through the flesh, i see cancer filled organs.
I'm obsessed with death.
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8. |
Frustration
01:10
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Is this desperation
An empty threat
Or a sane decision
Well past regret
What will you do?
As I live in terror
Handed the power
Each choice breeds consequence
Each minuscule failure
Is mine to relive and relive
What will you do?
As I live in terror
When it comes don't fear death. It's simple and quiet. Life is frustration.
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9. |
Hard to Swallow
00:35
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No one goes to a better place
We're compost, Food for the worms
A meal for the crows how sustainable, We're recyclable.
Hard to swallow
Nothing matters
They'll say whatever they want to say
About paradise or an eternal place
My only post life plans; let the earth digest my face
Easy to swallow
You're just matter.
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10. |
Friction
01:04
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I wake up at last in a rush to unpack when reality fades
I never felt friction until my mind starting slipping away
the physics I lived for, complicit in my cognitive decay
Time travel exists and the glitch in my mind is the catalyst
When is now? who is this? Anchored to the present by wrinkled skin.
I never felt friction until my mind starting slipping away
the physics I lived for complicit in my cognitive decay
I refuse to accept that what’s left of my life is my mind's content
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11. |
Constant Defeat
02:00
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Life is long. I can't take much more.
Days feel like I'm stuck in traffic.
Always waiting, doing nothing, I just need to get my ass kicked.
What's wrong with me? Constant defeat. The days feel like weeks. Lifelong disease.
Why even bother? I don't know. I'm at the bottom with nowhere to go.
Do you ever feel tired from the constant defeat?
Can you remember something other than this misery?
Will there not come a day when the pain will dull?
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12. |
Nuke It From Orbit
00:33
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You think it's bad today? Wait until you see tomorrow.
You think it hurts today? Wait until you wake up in the morning.
I say we dust off this rock and nuke the site from orbit.
It's the only way to be sure.
Never been worse!
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13. |
Paths
01:46
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Trudging through the forest. Each step a frantic mess. Desperately seeking solution for the life you didn't live. Options float above you, you look for signs in branches. Believe deceptive eyes when choice presents itself.
Two paths diverge
Follow the paved trail
Search for the lifestyle you wanted to wear
You can never go back. Not a matter of sense but consequence. Your decisions won't make a difference.
Two paths diverge
Follow the paved trail
Search for the lifestyle you wanted to wear
As the path turns you'll come to the end, collapse at the site of your grave.
Taste the ground and accept your fate and welcome what time that remains.
What once was a fire
Is now just the embers expired.
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14. |
(Ready To) Bleed
01:53
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When I close my eyes
I see your face in my head
And picture the places where we have been but as ruins instead.
The palate; bile, ash and blood.
Vultures circle, wait for my song, preying from above.
This city is a minefield to me.
Street corners explode with memories.
I'll hide inside until I relearn to breathe
I wonder how this would sound if you were still around.
Would I still hear my heartbeat announce the panic that's to come?
Should I just grieve the living? Can i cut ties and stay apart. Can I expect an end to this or will this torment continuously restart?
I'm scarred like this fucking city
I'm scarred by the memories of days when I felt free and loved
But now each block is covered in blood.
You're out for blood.... I am ready to bleed.
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15. |
Flames
02:18
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The burning came from above. Plaster falls from liquid lathe. Redemption lost in escape. I burned everything.
I'm a shell of myself, the shell smashed to pieces, the insides are rotting away. Trying to salvage a shadow because everything else has decayed.
Walls crumble. Lead choked lungs and ash burned eyes. I wait for my demise.
I'm a shell of myself, the shell smashed to pieces, the insides are rotting away. Trying to salvage a shadow because everything else has decayed.
A moment of clarification and desperation. A conflagration of my rage. Search through the smoke for my only hope... A Phoenix to rise from these flames.
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