1. |
Apocalisp
05:22
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Dark Star
A sky full of ghosts
Cold quasar
Collapsed comatose
Bent spear
Collisions stuck in time
Prayers
To worlds once just like mine
Broken arrow
Empty quiver
I can’t feel the earth spin
The unveiling
a faded giant
Muted mayhem
This can’t be real, I can’t believe my eyes
A cataclysm just as we designed
Please please
This nothingness
It can’t be
Condition us for
Reckoning
Fell on a dull sword
Flash bang
Life without color
Pain or past
Pain or past
I can’t feel the earth spin
The unveiling
a faded giant
Muted mayhem
This can’t be real, I can’t believe my eyes
A cataclysm just as we designed
Short and superficial
Squandered pinnacle
Scapegoats and miracles
smug and gullible
The fruits of our victory
Will be ashes in our mouth
Break through the walls of heaven
Just to see what might fall out
Broken arrow empty quiver
out with a bang out with a whimper
Broken arrow empty quiver
out with a bang out with a whimper
The fruits of our victory
Will be ashes in our mouth
Break through the walls of heaven
Just to see what might fall out
Now I am become death
destroyer of worlds
Broken arrow empty quiver
A bang a whimper
Hop from stone to stone
Not knowing the whole path
The sad humor of modern hubris
We weren’t meant to last
Broken arrow
empty quiver
out with a bang
out with a whimper
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2. |
Subtle Tease
04:38
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Suspense is killing me
Pursuit of property
This bland, subtle tease
Quiet and cowardly
Waiting for the applause
A circular firing squad
landmines and cluster bombs
Glass eyed wherewithal
Am I running fast enough?
Barely keeping up
Gave my all for what?
A high watermark
Sets us apart
The beast needs to starve
Hissy fits and starts
Waiting for the applause
A circular firing squad
landmines and cluster bombs
Glass eyed wherewithal
Am I running fast enough?
Barely keeping up
Gave my all for what?
Living on borrowed time
A tinder box
of unforced errors
A thousand cuts
Should bleed out
Obese but malnourished
A tinder box
of unforced errors
A thousand cuts
Should bleed out
Obese but malnourished
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3. |
Guilloteens
05:03
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Maybe we wrong
To want to have free will
Maybe we can’t handle
This power that we wield
Shaming the mundane
Elevate vitriol
Pray for a failed state
Moving in slow motion
Sycophants
ICU
Give the devil
His full due
Who has the high road?
Who cast the first stone?
Call me too cautious
But these odds are stacked against us
A boring dystopia
New improved failures
Hyped up hysteria
Gargling with razors
Innocence
Well dressed wounds
Dead relatives
twice removed
Can’t imagine how
Things could get any worse
Or could it be a blessing
Masquerading as a curse?
Co-conspirators
Lapel pin patriots
Revel in destruction
No concern with what comes next
Going through
The motions
Won’t help meet
The moment
Who has the high road?
Who cast the first stone?
Call me too cautious
But these odds are stacked against us
A boring dystopia
New improved failures
Hyped up hysteria
Gargling with razors
Innocence
Well dressed wounds
Dead relatives
Twice removed
And old oligarchs
And armchair experts
And guilloteenagers
And tests of purity
And skullduggery
And grieving families
And probable cause
And a king above the law
And a king above the law
Who has the high road?
Who cast the first stone?
Call me too cautious
But these odds are stacked against us
A boring dystopia
New improved failures
Hyped up hysteria
Gargling with razors
And old oligarchs
And armchair experts
And guilloteenagers
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4. |
Illuminaughty
05:47
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The force of mass
Can’t catch my breath
A nail driven through my lungs
If memory serves me
A waking dream
Slow motion injury
On repeat
A covenant, father to son
Not worth the page it’s written in on
Say what you mean
And mean what you say
Say anything
Through the years
Persevered
Despite collective amnesia
There’s no good in this grief
Famine and feast
Electron pulling free
Of gravity
Don’t just scream into the dark
A candle will reveal who you are
Say what you mean
And mean what you say
Demons manifest in unassuming ways
Say anything
Don’t bury it away
These undercover scars will haunt your memory
Haunt your memory
Haunt your memory
Don’t give them what they want
A new silent victim
A purpose, a pawn
Let their sins lay bare
Take pride you are devout
Take hold of common ground
A refuge for scoundrels
Say their names out loud
The death of the decades
Haven for treachery
No longer commonplace
Say what you mean
And mean what you say
Say anything
Say what you mean
And mean what you say
Demons manifest in unassuming ways
Say anything
Don’t bury it away
These undercover scars will haunt your memory
Let them rot
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5. |
Summer Assaults
03:57
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Summer assaults
I limped before I crawled
It’s assumed I went too far
Building up false cathedrals
These measures of worth
These wonderful cures
Tip of the spear
A vision crystal clear
Always knew the day would come
This crude security theater
Short breath suffocate
Shelter in place
Under your gaze
In these darkest of days
The scenes lay bare
A vile sordid affair
Always knew the day would come
But did we ever really care
Short breath suffocate
Shelter in place
Under your gaze
In these darkest of days
Shooting off your mouth
Without a doubt
Both then and now
A curious sound
Stumble through life
Hoping for some presence of mind
Can not confirm or deny
Unstable
Ungrateful
These hours blur
Can’t discern day from the night
Short breath suffocate
Shelter in place
Under your gaze
In these darkest of days
Shooting off your mouth
Without a doubt
Both then and now
A curious sound
Unstable
Ungrateful
These hours blur
Can’t discern day from the night
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6. |
Little Seizures
07:16
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I’ve always wondered
What it’s all for
Aa mind so cluttered
A settled score
We’re bearing burdens
We’re called traitors
We’re inching closer
To brink of war
I’m telling you everything’s fine
Please just trust me
No need to pay any mind
He’s now at peace
Crimson contagion
False positive
A condemnation
So clandestine
Keeping biting down on
My mother tongue
Be sure to read terms
and conditions
I’m telling you everything’s fine
Please just trust me
No need to pay any mind
He’s now at peace
Experimenting doubleblind
In bloodletting
Ghosts are preserved by the light
And memories
And if there are sights still unseen
We’ll ignore atrocities
Clutching our pearls so tight
A fiction that comforts you
Unburdened by truth
Falsehood flies
and facts limps behind
A continued series
of small tragedies
A continued series
of small tragedies
Low and behold
I will do what I’m told
And if there’s still a part of us
Embracing the loneliness
A continued series of small tragedies
Low and behold
I will do what I’m told once again
Telling you everything’s fine
Telling you everything’s fine
Telling you everything’s fine
Telling you everything’s fine
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Arc Angles Los Angeles, California
Los Angeles post-hardcore with mathy/spacey/noisy tendencies
New EP "Daisy"
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