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Zodiac Coward
01:59
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worst birth chart, you let yourself write it all off
I saw you piece it together, I’ve seen you pick it apart
you place your faith in the sky, take from it what you intended
peel back clouds, gaze way way way up high
don’t trust the horizon; it's too cheap to abide
it’s just an excuse; formulas for a fraud to abuse
you can’t own your mistakes. you're too caught up in retrograde
i still don’t believe it, it doesn’t add up
it doesn’t mean shit, make sense of yourself
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First Flower
01:57
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I saw the flower when I was boy
plucked from the earth in a moment of joy
it was dead in a weekend, it withered away
all its petals discarded
I saw them decay
what opens the sky, broken ablaze
burning alive to the end of the days
we take from the soil much more than it gives
so watch it grow weak for as long as it lives
and how does it live
dry up the ocean or swallow it whole
you chew through the jungle and pick your teeth with the bones
a mandate from heaven delivered from on high
what struggles to breathe most certainly dies
I saw the sunset when I was still new
it means so much more now than I ever knew
I saw the flower
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Languish The Bite
01:46
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you languish the bite but you claim that you’re weak
you care deeply in thought but you still need to eat
so you press through the meal passing scraps to the dog
any guilt that you feel, it doesn’t linger for long
it’s the natural order, you're at the top of the chain
and all the slaughter and torture well it wasn’t in vain
you don’t need the protein, you don’t kill to eat
and it’s not the stone age, you just enjoy the meat
it’s not evolution when you broil your steak
I don’t want your excuses, you just like the taste
choke
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Sickle Swings
02:41
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the sickle that swings at the end of all things
blood god asleep when only death is clean
how is it not?
life should be brief, grant me reprieve
the respite of sleep come as it may
I don’t wanna leave, I know I can’t stay
we’re risen to fall so come take the reap of it all
flesh born to decay so don’t let me waste it away
this clock knows not remorse, you'll find peace on foreign shores
as long dead mothers sing, I bid the sickle swing
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The Penitent Thief
02:13
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fraud don’t speak, your language it’s poison
fraud in shame, the context it’s pointless
fraud, enough
you’re a fraud, you set the rules
to box out the truth far away from the fools
fraud, too saintly to kill
a delusional pawn stripped of your will
you’re just so clever,the way you disguise your agenda
they can’t even tell
a bounty of hope, you can’t reach the quota
do you circulate dope or just tally the total?
do your blessings all count, are you still in his grace
with the hatred you preach painted over your face?
well I hope that you’re right at the end of the day
so you answer to something that you cannot escape
crawl back to the cross, you lead the lost right back to the cross
christless, lost
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Cagemakers
01:46
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each time I fall I feel your specter
you teach me to crawl til I walk away
I've got nowhere to go and I'll never get there
you won't let me speak but what would I say?
the sorrow and loss were all that I knew
all the hatred I felt passed down from you
the surface of shame, is this what I deserve?
'cause I can't return all the anguish I've earned
I can't shake it off, it's all that I know
born into pain, raised in a cage with a terrible thought
for what
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Warfucker's Milk
01:48
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loss
you sunder the flesh for the cause
you milk it to maintain the cost
to sharpen the edge of the cross
a currency you can't exhaust
you delegate grief to the lost
wash, stay clean
the grief of living or death in heat
this gift of un-living bodies at rest
death, pain
war is pain, war is exploiting the game
war is the beast without chains
don't try to defend your agenda
you poison the milk
warfucker do as you will
warfucker profit from the kill
warfucker poison the milk
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