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Apotheosis
05:00
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I look above and wonder what’s there
We feel the tremors down below
Deep inside I really don’t care
When it’s time, you know I’ll pick the way I go
Prepare to meet your demon’s boy
You know they look just like you
Become a God once more
Forever we shall rule
I sprout my wings of broken glass
Shattered by the Siren's scream
They try to lead you to their trap
Never once did you deny my right to bleed
Prepare to meet your demon’s boy
You know they look just like you
Become a God once more
Forever we shall rule
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Vacant
05:46
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Look across the river
Who’s that hiding there?
Haven’t we seen this face before?
Can it smell my fear?
Do I even care?
If there’s hell below, I raise my hand to go
Why did it take so long?
Nobody survives this ball of shit we’re on
One thousand Gods that all sing different songs
This one’s right and everyone else is wrong
If I sold my soul, who would buy it now?
Tainted by this killers blood
Take up arms against you
Feel the hatchet strike, Heathens know your precious love
Bring it down tonight
Why did it take so long?
Nobody survives this ball of shit we’re on
One thousand Gods that all sing different songs
This one’s right and everyone else is wrong
I am a revelation
Survive your condemnation
Bow before your master
Vacant eyes will roam
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Skin of the Buffalo
03:57
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Born in the shadow of his majesty’s realm
His future death has come this night
The fields weep with blood that spilled from the hunt
The blood has clouded his eyes
Born, Cry, Grow, The Skin of the Buffalo
Rise, Plan, Go, The Skin of the Buffalo
Fall, Love, Slow, The Skin of the Buffalo
Die, Dust, Flow, The Skin of the Buffalo
The plan is held by stitches wrapped in the mist
The morning air has come too soon
Become a legend or just step to the side
One last breath and do what you must do
The posse gathers at the bottom of the hill to make a plan
You head’em off
And when the stampede rushes by; his life will flash before his eyes
The winter never stops
Born, Cry, Grow, The Skin of the Buffalo
Rise, Plan, Go, The Skin of the Buffalo
Fall, Love, Slow, The Skin of the Buffalo
Die, Dust, Flow, The Skin of the Buffalo
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Bad Intentions
05:00
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She walks into the room with bad intentions
Take everything you have, no inhibition
Taste the blood as the world begins to fade
By the end of the night my soul is missing
Hang on for the ride
Drink from her stream, manifest from the inside
Submit to the rule of her evil love
Skin like a dove that’s stained with demon’s blood
The moon it waxes tonight, it has been written
The screams that come from below, muffled by deep incisions
Your eyes will never adjust, the shadows move like witches
She draws them in with her lust, as she fulfills her mission
Hang on for the ride
Drink from her stream, manifest from the inside
Submit to the rule of her evil love
Skin like a dove that’s stained with demon’s blood
My eyes are covered with flesh, she fills my senses
As we inhale the smoke, she spills her wicked wishes
Once the moon has eclipsed, I shall bear witness
Driven into the ground by my demonic mistress
Hang on for the ride
Drink from her stream, manifest from the inside
Submit to the rule of her evil love
Skin like a dove that’s stained with demon’s blood
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Whistleblowers
05:52
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Behold the visions of the ancient ones
They hide the secrets of our quickly fading dreams
Rescue what’s left of our misery; I kill in secret
The pain it will move across centuries; your spirit escapes so I seize it
We’ve stumbled for miles just to realize; death won’t set us free
We use our last breath just to criticize; can’t see past the trees
It’s over long ago
Don’t see your face anymore
Paid my dollar for the levitation
Don’t be late for the fool’s celebration
Learn to swim in a pool of rats
Daddy just left and he ain’t coming back
Oooh, baby don’t let him go
He ain’t comin’ back home no more
Baby don’t let him go
He ain’t comin’ on home no more
Behold the visions of the ancient ones
They hide the secrets of our quickly fading dreams
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Sobchak
05:19
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Instrumental
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I will not be condemned
I shed my blood again
Over the mountain comes the sound of trumpets far and wide
The hooves of predatory mastodons released tonight
One million blades have been contained inside his unmarked tomb
We’ll breathe right through your open wound
I will not be condemned
I shed my blood again
Prepare for sacrifice
Bodies stack as angels fall tonight
The devil’s horn will summon them home
GLITTER light the way this night
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The looking glass will crack reflecting me
Left upon its surface; shades of disbelief
A haunting proposition yes indeed
Release me from this realm of bloody seas
Away we go
Never felt so fucking low
Who would have known when we were young
That the moon would eat the sun
Gravity will pull us close tonight
The story writes itself just one more time
Broke in half, she cracks my shell again
Stealing breath that's burrowed deep within
Away we go
Never felt so fucking low
Who would have known when we were young
That the moon would eat the sun
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THAL Columbus, Ohio
THAL (The Heathens Are Loose)
As cold and heavy as a snowfall on the midwestern region from which it hails. Absorbing the world's darkness. Taunting it. Understanding. Becoming.....
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