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The Constant
03:03
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Movement in the stillness
Inner collection shaken to its core
The vision sharpened by the void
Stared down by the loss as foundations crumble
Touching the constant
Knowing its worth as it sinks into the black
Push in direction of the light
Bound by unfinished growth
What’s been given can be stolen
What’s been stolen can be taken back
White knuckle grip pull against the emptiness
Slip through the hands of all who cherish it
Reborn directionless
Reborn through absence
Touching the constant
Reborn
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Can’t stand the thought
Hung on necessity
Lack of option
Gasp deep for levity
Qualify with roundabout logic
This continued trial of errors
Mindsets perpetuate collective failures
Leeches on vultures of willingness
Aggregate weapons used in whose favor?
Thunder and lapse at their behest
Made to empower
Pull of the trigger all too familiar
Rituals of ardor with static consistency
Back broken
The weight of epiphany
Leap from the grace
Gorged with influence
Megalithic peaks bound for ruin
Bound for ruin
Millions of urges buried under piles of stones un-thrown
Chewing and bleeding on shards of heaven
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The Weight
04:27
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This horrible knot mangles the fabric of connection
Gusts of sand blast silk sheets in a humid winter
Clenched in fists of nexus
Slip from palms in the night
Bedlam expect, with bated breath, the untimely impact
Dust stayed stubborn
In patience lain waiting
To spread your own ashes you must revere the name
These machines steam with speed
On track endlessly, as they creep between the walls that keep it all moving
Strip weight from ivory frames
Sprout frailty from far gone beginnings
Good things come to those expecting nothing
Spiral through fatal darkness
Far removed
Lightning collision claps deafness through the soul
Spiral through fatal darkness
Far removed from the genesis flash
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Impasse
03:53
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Insatiable thermal discharge pounding down
Backslide
A sunlit impetus invading the sanctity of solitude
Divulge faults of shadow for promised grace
Distort identity beyond recognition
Persuasion is seeping through the freakish knots in spinal columns
This zealous lot’s awareness ebbs with passive bliss
Power in wind spread burden on the land
Overlooked by rapid eyes
Choice uncontrolled
The mind has been made
Scratching and peeling layers of certainty
When push comes to shove we’re all victims
Victims of touch
Will the chemistry inside ever be satisfied?
Will the light that blinds stop shining?
Here we fail
Cease to feel
Here we fail
Cease to feel
Taste the need
Fail to be
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Shades Erased
04:56
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Claimed in the phase change
Inherent pressure redefine
Unyielding need taking form
Vaunting disposition
An urging for ease unsound
Lessen the steps to acquiesce
Abdicate decision
Ethos depleting
Questions dismantled
Assumption useless
Blooming thorns apprehend
The marrow, given to revise
Many into one
Everywhere at once
Without translation, the silence grows
Long game now closing
Closer to nowhere
Faith in stability withheld
Portrayal through the aperture
Many into one
Everywhere at once
Patience is waning
Witness unerring motion
Momentary hold put to shame
Instinct out of focus
New sun reveal our ailments
An urging for ease unsound
Skies shift their hue
Our shades will be erased
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Amnesia
05:37
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Coarse tongues take root
Chained down
Burned in
Virulent enamel coating their throats
Chained down
Burned in
Enfold subversion
Sense of self unwinds
Malignant forges built in their tenet
Illustrious shifts of their own making
Marred in the haze
Propriety good as gone
Dead set ire
Reaction stripped of meaning
They recast the same lines
Blood-bound detriments
Tread the flames
Watch it all break down
Watch it all fall further from sentience
Inward abrasion
Deepened in fear
State of retrograde amnesia
Infernal and ceaseless
Severed tongues can’t speak
Rooted in the wayside
Severed tongues can’t speak
Counter claims run their course
Can’t speak
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Devotions in dispute
Color subdued
Pages torn, bindings worn thin
Normalcy undermined
Past euphoria liturgies
No thoughts of difference
Sought-after silence
Acceptance once boundless
Refrain bare clarity
Pause to feel nothing before the constant search
Envy and burden
Failings of passion
Become unseen
Standards narrowed by strides
Numb from mirrored light
Final talks lost like the rest
Swarmed in the sound
Travail evident
Reveries overridden
Blatant acts devoid of reserve
Aged and questioned patterns transgress
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Inertia Mines
04:09
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Their ripened eyes for the taking
Common measures turn to noise
Fitting feast for the anemic
Loud voices wiser than none
Adhere to blue light
Assertions to incite
Consensus solidified
Backgrounds streamlined
Selective lies
Brought to hollow caves
Echoes endeared while frothing at the well
Descending steps in line
Drying eyes pried open
Currents flow infinite
Solvent process carried out
Spin cascading
True contempt emanate
Narrowed option
They’ll dictate with free reign
Rank and file broken in
An onslaught of acuity
Compliance calcified
Memories revered, unsaved
Impulsive worship
Prone and bound
Lost minds monetized
Compliance pervasive
Terminal fixation
Practiced extraction
Conduits fragment
Repeated failing diffuse
No place to dissociate
Delusion abundant
Deprived of essence
Contentions integral
Collective fate an afterthought
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Kudzu
07:27
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Dancing with arson
Lexicon maintained
Fruits of labor miasmic from heat, yet frozen in memory
Revel in the arbitrary threats
Servants of circumstance
New bonds caught in entropy
Made null in the elements
Undying winds reduce sympathetic civility
Entente turned unstable
Glass appeal short lived
Shards of disarray driven into common hands
New bonds caught in entropy
Made null in the elements
Undying winds reduce sympathetic civility
Spiral floating from toxins
Sedated in hushed panic
Frayed threads in hand
Intentions shift by the second
Smoke screen glimmer
Pulse in the black
Fruits of labor miasmic from heat
Await the promised growth
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