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Only Idiots Think Idiots Are Smart (Meurth)
Weak mind, slowed time.
Morals fucked and abused
Broken down and all confused
Weak willed.
Drifting in deceit it blossoms
Friendly face with missing teeth
Belt pulled tight and needle passed
Future of failure is found at last
Filth surging from vein to brain
One more plunge your fit to collapse
Eyes roll back in satisfaction
Overdose is your reaction
Pain from failure
So stick it in
No more pain
Yet the failure remains
Need the fix the plunger down
Need the groan of burning veins
Such satisfaction as you spiral slowly down the drain.
It tears away your family
It tears away your friends
Think what’s truly important and what you mean to them.
Isolated with the needle
The needle that feeds you lies
Lies, lies, lies, cover up and hide.
Hiding now for long enough,
Time to face that needle before anymore get hurt.
Amphetamines and opiates
A lifetime of addiction, very poor decisions.
All that time heating the spoon
Was it worth your child’s tears?
History Has been written but the future is not so.
Stamped in the dirt.
Only idiots think idiots are smart.
DON’T START.
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The Ember/Seed (Ebryl)
03:12
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The Ember/Seed (Ebryl)
Consuming
Awkward paradoxical nonsense
Manacles
Are yet to be set free.
Agitate
Irritate
The body’s in a close box, the love, the irritation.
The dust inherits lungs, the must empowers mind.
Within me
The ember into inferno
The seed into life.
Which one will I choose?
The ember or the seed?
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Grinding Axiom Forever (Me)
The paradox metropolis
Full of people, full of lies.
Il grind that axiom for a long fucking time
Relentlessly challenging your will from the minute you emerge
Lies, undeniable, true fucking lies
Unravel them all until all that remains is the crown of truth grinded and placed on my skull.
Their vacuum draws in the weak
Forever searching for the truth, infallible fucking truth.
Forever, yet never I permit myself the strength to fight.
Terra, the earth, my blood and life
My part of the puzzle unravels before our very ears and eyes
Lies, undeniable, true fucking lies
Unravel them all until all that remains is the crown of truth grinded and placed on my skull.
So grind.
What is real?
Nothing, yet everything.
What do I follow?
Nothing I lead.
Where should I go?
Nowhere and everywhere.
What should I do?
Grind the axiom.
Do I pray for answers?
No vacuum for the weak here.
Will it be a hard path?
The hardest of them all.
Do I map the great city?
Every fucking street, yeah!
Where will my honour lie?
In death and only there.
In death.
Facts and spirit collide in the core, shattering all conception.
Our time slips from our bodies, like sand through fingers
Clench the fist and what remains will allow you to…
Grind them down, shake the ground
Pound them round, drown them all in truth.
Il grind that axiom for a long fucking time
Relentlessly challenging your will from the minute you emerge
Lies, undeniable, true fucking lies
Unravel them all until all that remains is the crown of truth grinded and placed on my skull.
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Absloutley Annihilating All Avarice (Metheven)
Grasping, at morals
Perhaps I may fail
But I will never cease to try.
So fuck it, here goes…
I’m absolutely annihilating all avarice, from the bottom, from the core, not the easiest task I know.
A path that will lead me to greater riches, although I’m still subject to their monetary flow.
I’m absolutely annihilating all avarice, from the bottom, from the core, not the easiest task I know.
In attempt, inner strength to try and be me
An attempt, in effect to truly live free.
I will kill.
Kill the greed.
I’m absolutely annihilating all avarice, from the bottom, from the core, not the easiest task I know.
As I said before, I will die, poor in orders. No greed, no worship, no lies or avarice in which to hide.
No numbers staying my hand. No longer a harlot, no longer a whore, sing with me straight from your core.
I will kill.
Kill the greed.
Chaos!
I’m absolutely annihilating all avarice, from the bottom, from the core, not the easiest task I know.
Beyond the business of lies, is a place of spirit, nature for the wise.
I will kill.
Kill the greed.
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All To Overcome.
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Individualistic Original Strength (Est)
Let the darkness feed your strength
Your individualistic original strength
Warrior, philosopher.
Philosopher, warrior.
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Building A Burning Empire (Gwynngala)
Brambles and breeze
The cool night air.
Darkness and moonlight
Kingdom now in sight.
Do I have what it takes?
To wear the crown?
Do I have what it takes?
To burn it down?
Do I have what it takes?
To travel the path?
Do I have what it takes?
To drown myself?
Feed the fire, higher and higher.
Fulfilling my desire.
Feed the fire higher and higher
Building a burning empire.
So it has been said the hungry must be fed.
Fuel the fire with ones desire
Build the empire higher.
Fulfilling my desire.
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The Hungriest Predator Hunts last (Hedra)
Hunts last
Behind smiles and silence
A still tongue, a wise mind.
Hunts last
Inexorable growing
With every nuance
Shades of decay ring clear
Idiosyncratic shaft
Bubbling inside
Lust will froth…
The hungriest Predator hunts last
Assiduous reverberation
Shimmering prescience
Absolute intoxication
Assiduous reverberation
Lethal clarity.
Chaotic insurgent
Implosive thought
For the hungriest predator hunts last.
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A Penniless Exodus (Du)
05:26
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A penniless exodus (Du)
What is its true worth?
How deep a soul?
How valiant a man destined for the grave?
Where would his honour lie?
True happiness?
Look into the soul, it’s not in the bank balance.
Bred within, its value! Its value!
You must obtain.
It must flow, that is success?
False morals, imperial imprint
Control the flow, contain, control.
Privileged with time.
When I die, I will rot, poor in orders
Rich in love
Rich in hate
Rich in wisdom
A Penniless exodus.
A gradual decline in personal greed
A steady increase in resolute will
Lack of morality, our society fuelled by greed
A world of people blinded by a most singular disease.
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Once (Kevardhu)
03:20
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Once (Kevardhu)
Implausible sphere of longing
Feasting inside my being
Reiterating plausible insect
Slowly constructing the psychic blueprint
Reality throbs at the centre
Success? I have no doubt of the failure imbibed.
Fallen far from the ideal, therein lies the strength
You see the crooked path takes longer, in deed.
A different perspective, the only perspective?
Being forged by four fine laws
The blossoming truth.
For I am eradication
Mastication of society.
For I am exasperation
Masturbation of reality.
Passing down from tongue to mind
Again and again
Ad infinitum, or just once?
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100% The Hard Way (Hwevrer)
The fortification of my mind
The endless will to conquer
The iron hate inside my head
It stops me from being dead
Silent and patient king
Steadfast and stoic tears
Alone to fight
Alone at last
Alone to die
Inside my head
Loyal, invisible
Glorious, will
Tick, tock.
The slow grind of time
Grinding you into the grave.
Grave.
For we did things our own way
100% the fucking hard way.
IN THE END ALL YOU TRULY HAVE IS YOURSELF.
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