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Submerged in an ocean vast and dark
Through storms swells, a vessel splits through the myriad waves that break above
Creatures loom, motionless shapes, rising from the chaos
Transcending frames that shift and warp, beneath the naked eye
Planar Assault Monstrosity
Cannot be, what I see before me
Amalgamations, blending life and death
Buried on the dark side of the moon
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Warp of Words
01:36
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Why can’t anybody tell the truth
Bizarre recollection of histories past
Cut, changed, repasted
Printed and published to poison the minds
of those that are forced to read it
Killing with bullets that we cannot see
Riddled with wounds that refuse to bleed
A narrative as vicious as bombs or of flame
Controlling the angle, and hacking the game
Warp of words…
The truth is as good as your best guess
From one lie and onward to the next
Living in a world that seems to thrive
off of pain and seeing others’ demise
Broken virtues left in the dust
Thinking this will fix your ugly heart… (it won’t)
Only truth will set you fucking free
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Walk This Fucking Earth
01:34
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Walk this fucking earth
Keep on moving until you cannot
Moving uphill against terrain that is wrought
with the broken dreams of all those who have failed
and the haunted despair
Contained in their
wails of ancient foretelling that this world will end
Trapped in a passage, written in pen
Frozen in pages that will never be read
Walk this earth
Walk this fucking earth
Nowhere as near as the place you have left
And with every step further you stray from the path
There’s no destination, and no place to rest
The future is distant and you’re out of breath
Seeking and pleading for visions to
find you broken and hopeless on the side of the road
Take it all back for a place to call home
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Last Responder
01:10
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Weaving through a blurred scape overflowing
with too many twisted visions
You tell yourself these lies every day
with steady and blind vindication
How bad can it be? Can we really not see
Empathy
fading like an echo
“This is fine, it’s not that bad”
Just going through the motions day by day
Every week just blurs to the next one,
walking over bodies where they lay
Arrive at the scene when the blood’s already dried
No rush for the dead, bound straight for the morgue
Last responder,
Another day, another tragedy
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Distaste Test
01:17
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Hell
Is the world that we know
Align
Shared vision of fortune and fame
Manufactured appearance
Shallow, desperate, in vain.. owh
Distaste test
Failing it like you fail yourself…
Tongue in cheek, with mouth sewn shut
Pretend to care like you imagine you should
Every word contradicting the next
The bladed tongue of a sycophant
Wretched,
living to lie
Disingenuous cult of the idolized few
Vicariously live, through what others do
You think it’s not you, you think it can’t be
Distaste test failed to a shameful degree
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Prism Break
01:39
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When the struggle is over
When the casket is closed
Judged by our peers
By friends turned to foes
This curious existence
Must soon come to end
The past seems to blur
In retrospective glands
Washed away, by unclean hands
Sands of time, mottled with filth
Corrupting the earth
And rigid in scope
Reality forced…
The primal fear, of what we know
Can you see, the prism’s light
Blinding unseeing eyes
Fractal demise
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Tidak Oakland, California
Matti Guey - Vocal
Garna Raditya - Guitar, Bass
Blongko - Drums
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