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Settlers
04:42
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We have become a plague
Let our green Earth turn to black
No hope left to dwell here
We must leave now, not turn back
We travel through the void
Our supplies have dwindled low
No more pills to quell our pain
Desperate for a home
Thick with vegetation
Herbs grow tall and wide
We thanked the stars, and we settled
We take this plant to be our guide
We travel through the void
Our supplies have dwindled low
No more pills to quell our pain
On Kratom we've found a home
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2. |
Seventh Door
04:07
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Susurrations
That emanate
I can't stay away
Undulating
From the seventh door
That which will betray
Fixation
Upon the words
That keep me enslaved
Burnt offerings
In the ancient hall
I muster the faith
Statues abound
As I initiate
The transformation takes ahold
Visions of sound
Spiral and scintillate
The matrix fiber binding worlds
Seals my fate
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3. |
Priestess
05:19
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Immortal priestess of stone
I bow my head before your cursed throne
The gifts you bequeath me so kindly
Drip liquid to me
The skin is crawling off my hands
Licentious gaze beckons me to worship
First deny, then justify, my payment to you
Drip liquid to me
Straight to my throat
Into your hand
Into your world again
Dig me out
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4. |
Demiurge
04:09
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Why won't you let go
Running this place?
Your guidance spells the end of days
You built us
Of flesh and bone
A worldly cage to call our home
You built us
Less than you
To worship, live, and die as fools
Selfish
Hiding truth
Hiding reason (in forbidden fruit)
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5. |
Still
04:42
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Been a year since I stopped sleeping, yet I
Still keep taking the pills they're giving me
A bottle deep and I can't stop drinking 'cause
Nothing helps me to kill this feeling
I found the remnants to plant a seedling but
Nothing grows and it has no meaning
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6. |
Sacrifice
02:58
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Sacrifice your love of life
Lean in closer
It's almost over
Lean in closer
You'll be out soon
Walk, Severian, mind collector
You travel damned and cyclic roads
To torture, your only gift to give
Your only gift to give
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7. |
Planeswalker
05:39
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Headed toward the black horizon
Ready your form to reach the next plane
Arise once more as the mana channels in you
Severing mind from world
Follow the path along the leyline
Anchor yourself to the ether
Arise once more as the mana channels in you
Eternity's blind, you see
Arise once more
Severing mind from world
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8. |
Bugs
05:03
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Nothing's wrong with me
I swear it's not a phase
I'll give you everything
My children need to feed
Priorities in line
The water's out for weeks
The last that I can give
My body now a feast
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9. |
No Other Way
06:46
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I saw your reflection
Painted in the glass
It looked about the same
With eyes in sunken black
And I saw the way
The mirror tore your vein
It all falls away
I saw your graven image
Carved into my mind
Looked about the same,
As hollowed out as mine
Absolve me
I'm sorry
It all falls away
Crucified by tomorrow
Being in time leaves me hollow
No path left for me to take
No choice left, there is no other way
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