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Death Is Beautiful
02:18
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I've been away since 1987,
Now being awake has never felt so good.
We need to depart before we get to heaven.
We wouldn't remain here even if we could.
What I remember last is 1987,
And thinking of the past has never felt so good.
I've no religion but there has to be a heaven.
I just can't seem to grasp how we are gone for good.
Death it fills my eyes, let the ghost let go.
It whispers all the time, "let the ghost let go."
My frail body lies, let the ghost let go.
I speak unto the light, "let the ghost let go."
I felt the pain of 1987,
I feel the past like it is gone for good.
I want to be awake until I get to heaven
To see how I change, because I never could.
I know one day I'll wake up in 1987
To relive a life that I misunderstood.
I need to be redeemed before I can get to heaven
Or one of these days I'll just be gone for good.
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2. |
Talk
04:03
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Feel me. How can I see through me,
When we can't remember lies we build together?
Know this is a stasis, feel it in the vagueness.
And the light still lingers. Watch each other's fingers
Slide from the other one's hands.
Too young, wonder how we're made up. Walls go on forever.
Now I start to focus, lives lived out so hopeless.
Are we the remainder, riser, or the fader?
Forget how we came here.
If only just to feel young, feel it in our own blood.
The vaguest sense of meaning, drifting in and out of it.
Now we just get too numb, too numb to remember
Where in death we came from. Fire in our hands, we'll fade out yet.
Vile light, do we see each other darkly as the other?
Shapes turn into faces; animals in stasis.
Now we are together in lives we don't remember.
Watch each other's fingers fly from the other one's hands.
Too young, too young to remember who we were together.
In and out of focus, hours seem so hopeless.
Tried to find our old life howling into vague nights,
Blind to our own insight.
Longing just to feel young, even a simulation
While we walk though horrors, fading in and out again.
Now we just get too numb, too numb to remember
Where in death we came from. Fire in our hands, we'll fade out yet.
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3. |
Metastasis
04:41
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She killed herself to be skinny,
She killed herself to be a teenage dream.
She killed herself to be pretty,
She killed herself to feel.
She built herself out of sorrow,
She built herself out of false beliefs.
She never thought of tomorrow,
She drifted into sleep.
And by now the sadness will have spread to your heart.
And by now the sadness will have spread to your lungs.
And by now the sadness will have spread to your mind.
And by now the sadness will have won.
And by now the sadness will have spread to your eyes.
And by now the sadness will have spread to your tongue.
And by now the sadness will have spread to your thoughts.
And by now the sadness will have won.
She made herself half a person,
She made herself into a vague outline.
She filled her mind with confusion,
She kept her thoughts inside.
She never knew of her meaning,
She took the world's pain and internalized.
She killed herself for this feeling,
The tears welled in her eyes.
In the moment it's so real that she can't think straight,
And the chemicals flow.
Traumatic feels so real that she can't think straight,
And she yearns for something lifelike.
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I felt it within me when we were only seventeen.
I knew I'd lived for centuries, but like I'd lost a piece of me.
And now we're living like the revolution never happened.
And we're living like the revolution never happened.
Now we're living like the revolution never happened
And the irony is lost on me.
I felt her like a memory, when we were bored and seventeen.
(Now) I can't tell if she was real, or just shattered pieces of me.
And now we're living like the revolution never happened.
And we're living like the revolution never happened.
Now we're living like the revolution never happened
And the irony is lost on me.
This shattered dream is the death of our culture
I stand here screaming at the moonlit skies
I know there's peace somewhere deep down within me
But all I feel is our genocide
I know these hands built the death of a culture
Now they reach out through the silent air
I used to feel gods swirling around me
I start to feel like no one is there.
I felt hope within me. i was naive and seventeen.
I watched dreams fall like dead leaves. It corrupted something within me
And now we're living like the revolution never happened.
And we're living like the revolution never happened.
Now we're living like the revolution never happened
And the irony is lost on me.
I've lived on for centuries, perpetually seventeen
I can't tell if she was real, but she took something out of me.
And now we're living like the revolution never happened.
And we're living like the revolution never happened.
Now we're living like the revolution never happened
And the irony is lost on me.
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5. |
Fade In Regret
04:01
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When you feel all alone in monochrome,
Don't fade in regret.
When happiness corrodes, your tears will flow,
Don't fade in regret.
When everything you own is all you've ever known
Don't fade in regret.
When life starts to implode and you feel so low.
Don't fade in regret.
It drains my heart. That feeling as it rips apart, and falls around me.
In the midnight hour, the crying rings out in the dark, a fog surrounding
And I feel it drown, it tears anyone's soul apart, to feel so lonely
In the twilight hour a clarity will fill the dark, it takes us from this nothingness.
When you feel like your soul is void of hope
Don't fade in regret.
When you feel like your whole creation's blown
Don't fade in regret.
When you start letting go 'cause you cannot cope
Don't fade in regret.
The future is unknown, it comes and goes,
Don't fade in regret.
Replace my past, replace my energy at last, a calm inside me.
When I say I can't, I mean I couldn't in the past, when tears defined me.
And I feel the dawn, a new beginning within grasp, at long last finally
In the violent hour, a new resolve reveals itself. Please take me from this nothingness.
When you feel like a clone of what you're shown.
Don't fade in regret.
When you feel you've outgrown your only home
Don't fade in regret.
When you're darkness starts to show and you're just skin and bones
Don't fade in regret.
You have to find repose, you've come so close don't fade in regret
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6. |
Revival
03:03
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Failure to let it go delayed our whole revival.
How could we ever know all hope was suicidal?
Failing to let it go made our departure final
Nothing could let us know there would be no revival.
I see the weakness in your complex
Why do we have to be like that?
I found your flaws, its like a reflex.
When some one strikes you just strike back.
But these years of failures
They left and betrayed us.
A lifetime all wasted
On self centered acts.
I see the pretense in your complex
Why did it have to end like that?
I took no pause, it's like a reflex.
When some one strikes you just strike back.
But these years have failed us,
Reviled and disgraced us.
Our lifetime now wasted
On self centered fantasies that never last.
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7. |
This Genesis
03:46
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Before it starts, this all will end
And it will all begin again.
We don't depart, we just pretend
That we will see these days again.
The ending starts, it starts to end
And it will soon begin again.
We're torn apart from now to then
But we will come this way again.
I feel this genesis start now;
This doomed eclipse in my heart now.
I feel the sky turning grey now.
It will all return any day now.
Before it starts, this all will end,
And we shall be replaced again.
With empty hearts and shallow friends,
We will consume this space again.
We only start, we can't descend.
We only think of now, not when.
Tear us apart to resurrect
The tireless journey we'll begin.
Feel your blood, peace in mind.
Face the wrath of desire.
Release your heart, feel the high.
Feel the now twist inside.
Feel your heart beat but why?
Feel your blood rush inside.
When you depart from this life
Redeem your soul from the most high.
And you, just like a child
How do you decide?
How do you decide?
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8. |
Sunday Mourning
02:39
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Woke up on a Sunday morning,
Dim thought of an exit started.
That's how I wanna, that's how I wanna be fated.
Insanity's waves start forming,
The dams broke on a Sunday morning.
That's how I wanna, that's how I wanna be fated.
Feeling the sunrise, dead weight before me,
Flood through the red veils. Bright lights adorn me.
Feeling the sunrise doing it for me now.
Feeling the sunrise, there in its glory.
Auras in red veils, bright lights adorn me.
Feeling the sunrise doing it for me now.
Woke up on a Sunday morning,
In bed in an endless stalling.
That's how I wanna, that's how I wanna be fated.
A vanity so disarming,
I walked out in a Sunday mourning.
That's how I wanna, that's how I wanna be fated.
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9. |
Like Ghosts Dancing
02:31
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My outside's dancing, my inside's dancing.
I'm taking you away to the underworld, it's not a grave.
My outside's dancing, my inside's dancing.
We're spirited away to the underworld's mythology.
My outside's dancing, my inside's dancing.
I'm taking you away to the underworld, now follow me.
My outside's dancing, my inside's dancing.
We're spirited away to the underworld, no monarchy.
If I ever don't feel like this, let go my hand, unknow my kiss.
If I ever don't feel like this, oh please don't wake me up tomorrow.
If I ever don't feel like this, I'll float off like I don't exist.
If I ever don't feel like this I'll soon be but an animal.
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10. |
Cut Lip
05:27
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We spent the summer in the wasted drowse
Of a slow recovery.
We found each other, tried to wait it out
For our self discovery.
We can't recover, in the fading now
But the breakdown's lovely.
We still have each other and we made a vow
To prevail out of need.
Praise to the girl with the cut lip
And the provocative outfits. Her yesterday's gone.
I gaze at the girl with the cut lip
Her eyes wide with devout bliss. Her yesterday's gone.
We spent the summer, in the twilight hours
Of a distant memory.
We felt each other through the years somehow,
Knew something was empty.
We would be lovers, watch the whole world drown
Welcome a brave new century.
We live for each other, and our former selves
Burned up on re-entry.
Praise to the girl with the cut lip
And the provocative outfits. Her yesterday's gone.
I gaze at the girl with the cut lip
Her eyes wide with devout bliss. Her yesterday's gone.
I'll stay through the horrors and sorrow
Through the bleaker tomorrows, until yesterday's gone
I'll wait through the violent outbursts
drunken tears and vacant words, until yesterday's gone
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