1. |
The Die-Off
03:48
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THE DIE-OFF
Suture lashed to the mast
New crease in palm of hand
Drawn beneath the sea
Drown just enough to break free
On you, the wave breaks new
With the force to push through you
Crossing on the borderline
Between light and loss and time
The die-off, the die-off, the die-off, the die-off
Words change shape to fit through holes
Circles I cut in your skull
Blessed machine, opposite of life
It is real, it is true, it is everything but you
Blessed murderer, hunting scraps of carrion
The die-off is real, the die-off is true
The die-off is real, it is everything but you
Lose your grip when you hear the call
Breath if you survive the fall
On you the wave breaks new
With the force to push you through
Crossing on the borderline
Between light and loss and time
The die-off is real, the die-off is true
The die-off is real, it is everything but you
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2. |
Room
03:47
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ROOM
You hid your hand where I thought that you might
You laid your trap right down in plain sight
And laid me down, down, in a room where daylight
Doesn’t bring an end to night
And I’ll spend time alone in that room
My hands only read midnight and noon
Every blackened inch consumed
A long time alone in that room
Slaughter me to satisfy, hack the flesh away
Hearsay heresy, hell to pay
Butcher marks on the family fossils
Apostles, isosceles, easy prey
Now the itch has turned to rot
Now I am naked and you are not
Lay me down, down in a room where daylight
Doesn’t bring an end to night
And I’ll spend time alone in that room
My hands only read midnight and noon
The shortest distance, a straight line
To lead the blind and bleed the mind
Slaughter me to satisfy, hack the flesh away
Hearsay, heresy, hell to pay
Butcher marks on the family fossils
Apostles, isosceles, easy prey
In a room where daylight doesn’t bring an end to night
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3. |
The Lie
01:19
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4. |
The Gaslight
04:07
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THE GASLIGHT
If I ever feel my world slip away
If I ever feel the light leave my eyes
I look no further than your way
For the thing that has me
Paralyzed, paralyzed,
Still inside, still alive
Where a law is not a law
Say I did not see the things I saw
In the gaslight
Where a lie is not a lie
Truth I see when I close my eyes
Named insane, my brain washed brain
In whom static pounds away
Grey fractions spin and multiply
Drown in sound behind my eyes
The liar walks, he slips and stalks
Did you ever feel him walking by
Another coat of whiteout on the watermark
Wait until your eyes adjust to the dark
Then the gaslight comes to you, shines on you
Drown face down on a garbage mound
The way we want you to
Look at me and say to me there is nothing to be done
Than to sing the song that must be sung
For all the ones who came undone
Sing the song we never sung
Where a law is not a law
Say I did not see the things I saw
Where a lie is not a lie
Truth I see when I close my eyes
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5. |
Will of the Wasp
03:47
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WILL OF THE WASP
Hear the voice come like smoke drifting
As you wake up like glass breaking
All who have ears should hear
Change of season creeping in
Steal the color from our skin
Your fear will not keep you alive
Align the howl and cry
Ten days to Rome we bring our crimes
And did you feel the change
When you crossed over that line
Did you remember the taste of wine
Choose one end of the knife
Bring yourself back to life
Resect the vein that feeds the hurt
Feel new roots twitch in the dirt
Veritatem debet armatus
Et erit vesperam
Will of the wasp, mouth of the hive
Ten days to Rome, we bring our crimes
Usurer hung in the sun to dry
Ten days to Rome, we bring our crimes
Humans with no choice, truth with no voice
Humans with no choice, truth with no voice
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6. |
Mercy
01:54
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7. |
Ycrem
04:47
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YCREM
Circle down this drain you found
Twice bombed dust, unholy ground
Line of loss there intersecting
Inhumanity reflecting
Hand a forgery concealing
Stripped to bone, reeking and reeling
Is this the need you bleed, your seed
Bloom in rot and interbreed
You’ll never learn until you burn
Captured, hooked, whipped and scourged
Lay your face down, feel the asphalt kiss
Thirsty mouth tastes master’s piss
Sleep deprived and leather eyed
Make the skin fall to one side
Or the other of the scalpel cold
Reconstruct you in vitro
You’ll never learn until you burn
Captured, hooked, whipped and scourged
Lay your face down feel the asphalt kiss
Thirsty mouth tastes master’s piss
Come up for air, choke on the fist
Teach you that you don’t exist
You howl and flail, there’s no need to surveille
You have never been easier to control
Lay your face down, feel the asphalt kiss
Thirsty mouth tastes master’s piss
Come up for air, choke on the fist
Teach you that you don’t exist
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8. |
Retrogress
01:34
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Diagonal Path Syracuse, New York
Diagonal Path is a progressive metal project, based out of Syracuse, NY.
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