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New Rome
02:46
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Ceaseless
And moving fast
There's no compass
There's no map
A writhing
Sprawl of weight
Abortions
Gagged with bait
This is New Rome
This is faceless
Fail to learn
These eunuch sores
Set to burst
This dead land
Carved in dirt
The ash of bone
Who got there first
This is New Rome
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Open eyes reveal little
Lost in my purpose here
A light gleams in the distance
Catching my attention
It screams in it's shine
In the key of dead tongues
Using words I've never heard
These words I've always known
I have no choice
But to follow it
The time it takes to walk
Becomes a single moment
A thought painted with illness
Carved in the drag of my feet
As his hands draw closer
And our fall is weaved
My strength is smothered
And you've already began your course
My virus
These hands
Weaving
The fall
Weaving
This virus
It's patient
Weaving
Again
Waiting
This virus is patient
As it calls for a plague
Weaving the fall
My virus
These hands
Weaving
The fall
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Sharpen your tongue
Or the witness will show you how
I'm crawling out of town
Tangled in paraplegic knots
I stopped the stars
They only move at my command
Taking it all apart
To throw it away another time
What we've become
Hollow results of fractured math
In and out of line
Won't get away like you had planned
Down to the bone
We were made to break their fall
Bring in the flood
In our faded spirits I witness reveries of perfection
Though these eyes are swollen and my heart is numb
I find solace in the dead plans we breathe through each other
Attack
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Damn You, Villians!
02:21
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Sunken
I sink while you swim
Dead meat
Let's eat
I think there's something
In your teeth
It's not me
We can't be
If you leave
Can we be free
Your move
My proof
Lead boots
No promises if
I could lose
This crew
Won't shoot
My sails are torn in two
I won't take it
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I'm done with forcing it down
I'm done let's waste this town
We're always walking backwards
Is there a point to this
An overactive system
Circuits that never bend
If you could see what I've seen
You'd know you have to run
And now the sand is falling
I'm hiding from the sun
Tie the rope and kick it
Break your neck then fix it
My heart's feeling sickened
Through my mouth it exits
Our metaphors are broken
We used them far too much
These shards of glass you spit out
With English as your crutch
Where do they keep our heaven
Held right out of our reach
If it's made to last forever
Why can't our bodies see
Tie the rope and kick it
Break your neck then fix it
My heart's feeling sickened
Through my mouth it exits
I am a bastard of a son
Cut my throat
And silence this
Please
Cut my throat
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Weathervane
04:15
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I think there's something wrong
Maybe you made a mistake
It wasn't supposed to end this way
Did I strike a nerve
Was it something I said
I never planned to offend
I've been working on
Something you've never
Seen the likes before
I'm gonna give it to you
All to you
I'm gonna give it to you
Never knew that you needed
A prayer for good luck
And now you always carry
The sign of your trust
Through a crucifix
And a dying trick
Your stomping ground
I'll make it known
I'm gonna give it to you
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I've decided I want to be buried
Under fifty miles of trash
Far away from the sky
And away from the sun
Deposited into scraps of steel
Sedimented with oil and fossils
How far can I really get
From this dripping rust
Never far enough
Let it bury me
As I lie under the weight of scrapyards
In the hearts of landfills
We lepers grow numb
In broken ceramic whispers
Buildings are quartered and drawn
In an artful crucifixion
These streets and freeway exits
So hard to remember
Harder to forget
Let it bury me
This garbage
It sinks into my skin
I've been waiting
For this pressure my whole life
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