1. |
Frontiers
04:43
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(Instrumental)
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2. |
Dead Vibrations
02:23
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Show me things that I cannot see,
Knowing death as a maidenhead.
What lover do I feel?
Tentacles surrounding,
Black womb of the evergreen
Your touch surrounds me-
This pain commanding.
Something calls from behind your shadow sun...
Let some light in
to appease this fascination
Knowing death as a maidenhead
This lover from the black
Your touch surrounds me...
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3. |
Scordatura
03:34
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No more time.
What if I've forsaken someone
Left behind
To reconcile the choices made.
No more time.
What if you've become the thing
that must be killed
To reconcile the difference made.
Another day to save yourself
Another day and I will follow
You seek the loneliness in turn
You know we feel the same way
We cry for the sake of feeling
Estranged for the sake of fate
When god is the death of meaning
We seek it in ourselves
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4. |
Covenant
03:45
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I'm controlling you,
To never let go.
I don't need to feel anymore
when you keep this distance.
Ashamed of what we see
in the light of sunrise
To be the one to lose is no surprise
Do you know it's the same for you?
The hand of God at your command
To guide me just for today
and when my heart explodes inside,
I'll shine for you...in spite of the abyss.
Living in shame for you
To never let go
We don't need to see anymore
beyond this darkness
I'll die for you in this heart of shame
Aren't we all alone
when we face our own mistakes?
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5. |
Alphabet Of Desire
06:12
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In the garden of hell
you came to me.
To deny my suffering,
to worship this love
With a kiss,
with a word
In your arms-
I'm safe to say.
On the bathroom floor,
You pray to me
To relieve your suffering
is only love
With a kiss,
with a word,
In your arms-
I'm safe to say.
Teething hound
Bending of wills
Satin burns
My breath on your skin,
Your eyes are so cold
My breath on your skin,
Like a dead wind calling.
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6. |
Dream In Tongues
03:39
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Severance, I've walked this road so long
In your wake, the trail is cold and overgrown
Possession is a victim's chance
to repay the favor.
Hallucination, or the sadness in your eyes
This waiting game could never break your silence
Possession is a victim's chance
to repay the favor.
Close to my heart, the night will bear your name
Close to my heart, like a dream in tongues
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7. |
Angel Of Wisdom
04:57
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I owe you nothing
But the skin of the father
Living flesh to shield us from the sun
Out of the embers
Psychotic colors
Warmer and warmer
In praise of you
I'll see life forever
I owe you nothing
But the blood of the fallen
Living dead to shield us from the pain
Out of the embers
Psychotic colors
Warmer and warmer
In praise of you
I'll see life forever
The angel comes to me
to devour the wasteland
My heart is cold, her body calls
to set us free
Black wings cut through the fire
Black summer, hard as light
My skin is cold, her body calls
to set us free
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8. |
Shotgun Days
03:08
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Teeth are grinding, wheels are turning
She could hear me coming for miles
Hear me coming
In the darkest room, the second will come
She could smell me burning for miles
Smell me burning
The wind will carry you
The sun will bury you
Alabaster shines from under the floor
I could hear her screaming for miles
The blast of memory
In the darkest room, our time will come
She could smell me rotting for miles
The taste of memory
Teeth are grinding, hell is laughing
I could hear them calling for miles
Hear them calling
She could smell me rotting for miles
The taste of memory...
on these shotgun days.
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9. |
Emissary Bleeds
04:43
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Have you forgotten
the one who cherished you
despite the odds
For all this time
your emissary
Under your wings
shield me from the flames
that pierce the eye.
Despite my tears, you are the hunter
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10. |
Information Theoretic
04:20
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Awakening. Barren.
City lights are a pastiche
Parricide. Antichrist.
Without your mark
No secrets are kept
Come alone, save yourself
No memory, No speech
I am your soul, your brother
Keeper of silence
No beast, No God
Only death-
On the run
City lights are a pastiche
Parricide. Antichrist.
I give my love as the keeper of light
I'll never leave you
Only speak to you through dreams
My light is haunting you,
hunting you
in this time you're prey
Adversary by your side
I'll wear the mask and be your savior
No memory of love
No memory of us
Just the desire to return
No beast, no god,
only death on the run.
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11. |
Stars In Stapelia
04:35
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This world is a lie
They take what they want
Until my desire finds you
The pleasure of death
No god or design
could keep me from showing you
The stars will align
you get what you want
Until my desire finds you
The pleasure of death
you live to receive
They can't take my soul from you
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12. |
Long Wave Remembered
03:37
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Just another life that ends in shame
Someone's closing in to capture the fade
Even angels crave the scent of blood
Follow me to hell and see what lies instead
I'm summoning the will to see the end
Future traveller closing in
Angels of the flesh, in the eye of the day-star
Follow me to hell and see who you are
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Saccharine Underground Washington, D.C.
Washington, D.C. musical collective, artist network and non-profit label.
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