1. |
His Demise
03:37
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Look out bloodsucka
I'm the first of my kind
You try to glamour me
But I don't pay it no mind
Too long you been runnin' things
You can kiss your throne goodbye
Your powers don't work on me
And now boy you're gonna die
It's your dream I'm hauntin'
I can tell what you're thinkin'
Here's something you can sink your teeth in
Your demise you didn't see comin'
Hypnotized, in a spell
Without the will to react
Can't see what you've done to them
You pretend you get their respect
Bloodlust has blinded you
And now you have lost control
I'll give back everything you took
Liberate the lives you stole
It's your dream I' hauntin'
I can tell what you're thinikin'
Here's something you can sink your teeth in
Your demise you didn't see comin'
You think you'll get away, ha!
I'll let you play the fool
My claws are sunk in deep
You're gonna pay for bein' cruel
Inflicting pain on you
For every life that you've snuffed out
With you gone it's a better world
For that there is no doubt
It's your dream I' hauntin'
I can tell what you're thinikin'
Here's something you can sink your teeth in
Your demise you didn't see comin'
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2. |
The Changeling
04:09
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The sky turned black
Bathed in pouring rain
She won't come back
Things will never be the same
Unwanted and obscene...
This creature, this thing
Unsightly act, the horror she brings
The Changeling
Blinding fear born into this home
I'm always near, you'll never be alone
I am this house...beyond locked doors
The ringing in your ears
The creaking of the floors
The Changeling
Her voice lost in time
Calling from the grave
A truth unheard
Caught beneath the waves
She cries on the wind
Whispers what's in store
Weeping angels speak...
Her silence no more
The Changeling
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3. |
Threads
04:33
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When the storm comes around
And the fire fills the sky
Dead birds on the ground
We ignore all the signs
Woe the signs, speaking in lies
Threads bind this fragile life
Each one snapping over time
Stitches give way more and more
Our existence now an open sore
All the rivers fill with ash
And smoke clouds our eyes
Breathe in poison gas
Ingesting parasites
Woe the signs, speaking in lies
Threads bind this fragile life
Each one snapping over time
Stitches give way more and more
Our existence now an open sore
We've brought our own end
From death new life ascends
Threads bind this fragile life
Each one snapping over time
Stitches give way more and more
Our existence now an open sore
So we sleep...
Silent sleep...
And we fade...
Fade away
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5. |
MH Song
02:00
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You are my inner ghoul
And I am forced to exist with you
You take away from me
Take away every fucking piece
So empty, ain't got energy
Wanna see me lying on the floor
When I think that I can walk tall
You've planned my next fall
I won't stay on the floor
Learning to cope, been here before
In time I'll be back there
Long enough to not beware
So empty, ain't got energy
Wanna see me lying on the floor
Trigger warnings do me not good
Damaged beyond repair
I'd heed the warnings if I could
It don't matter, you won't fight fair
How are you a part of me?!?
You're smothering, I'm struggling
Is there a way to end this strife
Without ending my own life
I'm not empty, I know you are me
I'll be here lying on the floor
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6. |
Where It Started...
02:30
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Swath Of... New Jersey
Spooky duo that finally did a thing.
(est. 2000)
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