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Arms of Andromeda
09:04
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From light-years I travel
through platinum
Because I have no choice
Hard metal platters
Rotating on arms
Writing in harmony
In contiguous clusters
Poisons discarded here, for nothing
Gathering in pools, of mercury
Pools of lead, and chromium
No responsibility
To share
Only solar winds
To escape
And already we
Are done
Was there anything
Left to learn
Antimatter
Flowing like
Watersheds
In peril
In darkness
Life
Brought
Into
Existence
To nothing
In which
It returns
SMASH ME!
CRUSH ME!
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2. |
Serpents' Blood
05:17
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Flowing
Through me
Visions of
Serpents' blood
Wrapping
Themselves
Around
My mind
Strip mining
For sapphires
Thrust toward
The sky
Taking back
What was
Never mine
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3. |
Bleaker Still
04:44
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Dark spells, cast by
An ancient woman
Disrupting the youth
Bloodshed and sacrifice await
For all those who enter the bog
Cracking bone
And ripping flesh
Corpses hanging
Swamp hag
Condemned by
Those who
Loved her
She feasts on
Young blood
Enter the bog
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4. |
Kitchen Knives Conspire
08:29
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Revolution brewing
The wheels of minds turning
Dreams of bloodless
Resolution
Lost in mindless aggression
Time for change approaching
Out of the drawers and into the halls
Violence was the last resort
But left with no other option
Sand will not stop
the unity of …
Fork knife and spoon
A life of constant
Cutting and chopping
Is no life at all
Time for change approaching
Out of the drawers and into the halls
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5. |
Parts Unknown
08:56
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All life is still, the door has closed
On a silver sky, a smash through bone
A cold wind followed, by pain
Then darkness followed, by agony
I was alone until, violence found me
A featureless black figure, leads me out
Of consciousness, I’m still here
But where is here? But where is hear?
I have yet to, find my purpose
In this reality, my mind’s created
Blood drips like water, from ominous tiles
There is
No return
From this
Perpetual night
There is no return – None!
In this place, names never existed – Never!
Aggression always prevails – Always!
A continuous loop of threats – Unknown!
Unknown!
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