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You like to think you're in love now
But always look down before you step
You like to think you're the lost found
Sweet anathema, take what's left
You like to dance in wonder
Pretend the marks are a form of art
So raise up your glass to the other
I want to see you fall apart
We've kept the ceiling up
It's bad enough it gets a bit heavier everyday
And everyone's got their own hallelujah to sing
Remove the earth out from your mouth
Anything its use, to simply state fault in my thoughts and speech
'Cause you and I speak well the same in death
So pick up your gun just to put back down and forget
Return to your internal stage
Better yet let's have you forever chase
The very banner that you once waved
We'll make you wander till your throat feels dry
'Cause this is a coven that will take your very life
Call upon all the caustic spirits
Fall into the drink and become one
I'll make no apology for what was said
You inhale the same hate into your lungs
This is where I came to live and it's where I came to die
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Physician, Heal Yourself
04:35
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Cut off over my head
The shape of you is still on my mind
Quiet mouthed with over thought
As the fog starts to shift up down your spine
I remember you in unsettling cold
Running from symbols so astoundingly vague
As the ancients overlay
Most times I never care to ever understand anything
Well who is a sadder man other than thee?
You are the Lord, as cruel as a thief
So would you please wrap around me that wooden coat
'Cause I always seem to find myself entrapped
The taste of her is still on my lips
I felt her slowing pulse beneath the ribs
At a loss for words to explain
What good it did for me, if it meant anything
By this I realize, I may never find a way
To alleviate every hunger and pain
Or remember her name
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False Mirrors
03:42
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Need we to know
And who am I to say who I am
I'm just a fool without control
A lowly beast without a soul
Lift up your hands
And sing you're as scared as I am
Almost as if we could fade
Let's hope they don't make us face
The narrow house
I couldn't fix my eyes in all of this dark
Patience is getting thin
Waiting for this hell to pass on by
Articulate in sin
Waiting for the second appeal
Let us stand in fear
Need we to know
And who am I to say who I am
I'm just a fool without control
A lowly beast without a soul
I am no son of man
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Beware Of Ahab
04:30
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Once clear voice, why can't we hear you speak?
Once clear voice, why did you decide to leave from our ears?
And haunts of violence 'comes the current
Pulling us in and under
It weighs on us
I've got a lot of grief you can carry for me
See just how my feet will flow
Make an account and recollect all the blood that I lost
They have been so kind to mention
Every offense we've dealt, been given
Oh love, it's just another thing you'll never start
Had it not swept in and stolen our motion
Closer, I can't hear you
It preys on us
Don't count on me coming back around
Just let me drift on
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