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Increasing under the skies
The blind suicide stretches out his knife
Lighted brow and a heart full of fire
We are born to die
Want to end all my misery
I am numb
Salvation needs a gun
I will kill myself
I am done
Salvation needs a gun
We will meet you at the end my friend
My cross is planted in a barren land
I am drifting to Hell
And no one, no one can save me
Candles are flowing on the lonely Christ
We are born to die
Want to end all my misery
I am numb
Salvation needs a gun
I will kill myself
I am done
Salvation needs a gun
We will meet you at the end my friend
My cross is planted in a barren land
Something turns
Something rises
Just hope the pain was not in vain
Must I only bloom in a state of loss ?
Let not the light
Fragile
Shine upon me
Let that night be solitary
Time has come to rest still and quiet
To hide sorrow from mine eyes
Life is a plague
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02. Venereal
04:42
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Here
Where abortion is on sale
In the subways
Here
Bustling Life of insects
Takeaway
High
Higher than the skies
God falls to vileness
Needles and scars
Facing my innermost soul
Deep throat for a needle break
God falls to vileness
Here
Night bringeth the wild dance
The Gaping cut
Mine
My children are coming
Exhume the cross and slaughter them all
Come and sedate what you hate
An injured animal
Disarray into the fray of the feast
Satisfy these appetites
I'm a ghost in society
A pawn in the herd
A shadow looking for its body
Dazzled by the neon God
And I’m not dead yet
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03. Odyssey
18:12
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Feel the primal breath of fresh and pure air
Birth of all sensations
Enters the world
Weightless bodies
As much fun as can be
A kamikaze pinball machine
Life will flood into your veins
You 're just an astronaut lost in space
Arteries of your temple
Become cracked and ruins
The altar loaded
And it all begins
"Bells ring out for no reason and so do we"
Remember when we were young
Unchangeable dreamers
Star-studded warriors
Kings of recess
We fought against the villains
The werewolves and the ghosts
Exhausted but alive
You will always need to fill the hole
The King is dead
Long live the Slave
You still need to feed the goat
The King is dead
Long live the Slave
But step by step
Chronos
Tramples on our path
A simple untied shoelace
Signed the end of our grace
Hands up
to receive the fallen angel
Cradled by the rolling scum of the waves
You will always need to fill the hole
The King is dead
Long live the Slave
You still need to feed the goat
The King is dead
Long live the Slave
To allay the disillusionment
You’ll place hopes in the charming green snake
You will run
You will roam
Hide and go seek
Scared love finding shelter in short-time slums
In desperate pits
It smokes them out
It shoots all over the place
A diving bell is sinking in the doomy streets
Your friends are dead
Open soul for sale
Sneaky race, bloody
Open soul for sale
Carnage in the open air
God shall need a golden calf to pay his debts
While the sheep are left to graze on low concrete floors
The She-wolf devours her sons
Decay already here
Has always been
We no longer are what we once were
Since day one the cradle has been a coffin
We know it and consider ourselves not doomed
Relish what is
As long as we can
Little by little our body gives way
The day is no longer that dear
But the night is frightening
No barrier left
We are already there
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04. Up-Tight
08:07
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I walked by the deserted skies
And I found unfailing ties
I went back to the dreaded place
I found a freeway to disconnected feelings of grace
Increase the night with void
When the Sun sets at last we glimpse the Light
With razorblade on his wrists
Kids are staggering on the streets
God loves his children
Up-tight
Up-tight
Grab the rope
Slight and peaceful
It's just another neck to break
Something falls
Something rises
Can you hear the bullets ?
We are doomed
We are the dregs
Decapitation, laceration
Lucifer kept astray
By the Harmony of Life that day
We are the crack that never healed
The time has come
Pack your bags and get dressed
This night we're moving to the unknown
Because Today is black and so is tomorrow
Bury all our feelings away
For god's sake
In the ashtray
Lying on these empty spaces
We escape from this room of emptiness
Let it flow unnamed
Swing your child on the tightrope ride
This is what we came for
Let our soul soar
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05. Neon chaos
07:22
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Paler than the deathly skies
Today my friend
We turn the tide
All The left behind
All going to the coal city at night
Pick the pupil & dilate the child
What a wondering time to die
Leave the empty body behind
Today we turn the tide
Now
Can you hear
The needle is calling our name
High
It’s what we need
To pretend to cleanse the pain
Today we turn the tide
Dissolving on our bones
Shivering in this shit dawn
We wash the cracks
Today we turn the tide
Now
Can you hear
The needle is calling our name
High
It’s what we need
To pretend to cleanse the pain
Spectral janitors sweeping out the dusty halls
So hard to write when you just need to draw
Canceled eyes burning in the skid rows
Neon chaos in a junk-sick dawn
Now
Can you hear
The needle is calling our name
High
It’s what we need
To pretend to cleanse the pain
We are the Herelies
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Night after night
I turn on the lights to rest
Panhandler of dreams
Aerial in the meaningless sky
Angels dry their wings
At noon in a laundry room
They are ready for flight
To utter darkness in the wilderness
I need a sharp shot
To be sure my carcass drops
And a bleeding Halo
Get high and touch the skies
Built in the new Christ
Pill is our new God
Demons walk into my purgatoried mind
Won’t you listen
At passing cars
Jesus screaming for an angry fix
He's waiting for his chemo
We’re all waiting for our chemo to come
My body hurts
Crying out to get that stuff
I die of thirst
My skin is drying up
My insides burn
I choke
Shit on my knees
Alligators crawling under the island of rabies
And we just feel ashamed that nothing will help
All our friends won't see us well
Hail to the redeeming suicide
Hail to the suicide king
Demons walk into my purgatoried mind
Live inside my eye
And tell me what to see
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