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Cursed Ideals
02:34
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IN THE DARKEST CORNER. IN THE CENTER OF DEFEAT, AMONG THE DESPAIRED. I'M NOT EVEN AWARE, WHO OR WHAT I'M COMPETING AGAINST. OR FOR WHAT CAUSE, IN THE CLAWS OF THE ONES WITHOUT HEART. WE'RE SHAPED TO FIT IN. BRED INTO COERCION WITHOUT FREE WILL. THAT'S HOW IT WORKS IN THE LAND OF THE CURSED. THE UNQUENCHABLE THIRST IN THE LAND OF THE CURSED. MAKE A CAREER AT ANY COST, AND YOU'LL GET ON TOP AT SOMEONE ELSES LOSS. AND IF YOU FAIL YOU HAVEN'T TRIED ENOUGH, 'CAUSE IN THIS WORLD YOU HAVE TO MAKE YOUR OWN LUCK. THERE'S NO SAFETY, THERE'S NO TRUST, SO DON'T EXPECT HELP IF YOU'RE GETTING FUCKED. THIS IS WHERE FUTURE PLANS DIE YOUNG. I AM ONE OF THE UNCERTAIN ONES.
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Clouds
02:36
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TO CARRY THE WEIGHT OF THIS HOPELESS MIND, IS LIKE TRYING TO HOLD UP THE SKY. KEEP TELLING MYSELF THE SAME OLD LIE, THAT I ONLY BIDE MY TIME. WHILE ALL I'M DOING IS PINE AWAY, AND THE SINGLE CHANGE IS THAT I'M LOSING FRIENDS. STUCK IN A DESOLATE DEAD END, BEFORE MY LIFE HAS HARDLY BEGUN. PROCRASTINATING MY LIFE AWAY. THERE'S NOTHING ELSE BUT ME TO BLAME. SLOWLY WITHER ON MY OWN, UNTIL MY SKIN FITS MY TORN SOUL. IN A LIFE AS GREY AS THE SKY ABOVE, I'M HEADING DOWN A BLACKENED ROAD. CARRY ON ALONE, BUT HAVE NEVER KNOWN AND WILL NEVER KNOW HOW. TWENTY-FOUR HOURS OF NIGHT, AS I REPEAT MY WAYS. TWENTY-FOUR HOURS OF NIGHT, AS LIFE REPEAT ITSELF. CLOUDS.
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MMXII
01:46
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RISING FRIGHT. FALLING SKIES. A BURNED OUT SUN. A WORLD COVERED IN ICE. CLOSING EYES, CLOSING TIME. FACING THE END OF ALL HUMAN LIFE. AMONG THE RUINS AND THE FALLEN DREAMS, I'M AWARE THAT THERE'S NOTHING NEXT. AND TO THE SOUND OF A MILLION SCREAMS, I GATHER MY LAST FUCKING BREATH. WHAT THE FUCK?! DISCHARGE THIS WORLD, FROM ALL THAT WE ARE. AS YOU'VE MADE YOUR BED, SO YOU MUST LIE IN IT. AND WE'VE PREPARED US, FOR AN ETERNAL SLEEP.
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Cold Hearts
03:38
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A CROUCHING MASS AT THE FEET OF A FEW. DELUDED TO THINK THAT THEY CARE ABOUT YOU. LIGHTS PUT OUT, AND LIVES PUT OUT. COLD HEARTS - NO GUILT, NO DOUBT. DECEITFUL SNAKES. CARRIERS OF LIES AND PLAGUE. A CROUCHING MASS AT THE FEET OF A FEW. DELUDED TO THINK THAT THEY CARE ABOUT YOU. LIGHTS PUT OUT, AND LIVES PUT OUT. COLD HEARTS - NO GUILT, NO DOUBT. LIES INFECTING WEAK MINDS, AND CONTROLLING WEAK SOULS. HUMANITY - EARTH'S POISONED SEED. FUCKED AND DECEIVED. THEY WON'T UNDERSTAND. UNTIL EVERYTHING HAS DIED BY THE HAND OF MAN.
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