1. |
Burning Knee
04:13
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I wanna be nothing
disassociate
excavation
I don't wanna relate
I don't wanna define
I wanna be grayed out
Don't wanna check a box
I just wanna check out
Spirals come undone
So just pull the plug
The context is a void
The decision's a drug
Two doors, one death,
I wanna bury it
We're not we are
We're not subtext
explicitly stated
implicitly hexed
So you know yourself
Right up until you don't
A fallible brain
A strike or a stroke
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2. |
Kobold
04:31
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i bit my tongue trying to bite the hand that feeds me
it was a simple mistake
i lost my taste for a heart so bitter it was freezing
and took a dangerous shape
address the occupant
the lodger, the lie
abandoned artifacts
a ghost in the wire
felt a violent ache
then a numbing quiet
i left my body in the crater wide and smoking
it was a turbulent flight
i saw a city in the distance grim and glowing
and floated into the night
i saw my fear turn on itself, a new invention
the mask was a surprise
the realization of a cycle without ending
never materialized
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3. |
Null Elemental
03:57
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pursuit, you find me
dogged, ominous
you are a cracked mirror
invisible violence
collected, silent watcher
a howling satellite
an infected appendage
a curse in time to sever
barren operator
a great expanse
starless vacuum
a screaming infinite
useless, blankness
each night, a void and a weight
meaningless, labyrinth
twisted line to the end of the day
sickness, silence
each word, an absence of light
desolate, reject
dragged down, to the center of night
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4. |
Tasty Rigor
03:47
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one side, to draw a line on the dark
one side, a blanket to smother a spark
two arms, to struggle inside of the ink
one line, to open the vessel and drink
our blood, vile, steaming
our love, reframed and reviled
our blood, a secret, a storm
our work, no recognizable form
one eye, scanning from first to the last
one eye, devours a page from the past
two times, a wound defined by the next
three times, to call out an impossible hex
one side, taking an unspoken move
one line, to cross, divide, and consume
two lives, torn and slung to the side
one side, crushed by the oncoming tide
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5. |
Covenoid
02:22
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6. |
Morlock
04:54
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