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blood runs black and all the fruit
has rotted from the vine
Death’s caress comes too soon-
it always leaves someone behind
i have loved and i have lost
but in the absence of your light
i decay silently
all the colors in the garden start to fade away
you’ll carry these chains
as the devil leads you down into the flames
you’ll carry these chains
forged in your life, burning your flesh
now there's no one left to blame
river of the damned filled with my tears
the tides, they ebb and they flow
(i have loved and i have lost, all the colors in the garden start to fade away)
you’ll carry these chains
as the devil leads you down into the flames
you’ll carry these chains
forged in your life, burning your flesh
now there's no one left to blame
you’ll carry these chains
love's vessel is gone now,
only sorrow remains
barbed wire encases my heart
bores through my flesh, tearing me apart
nothing is left.
inject the poison, let it all slip away
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Rain of Tears
04:01
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i'm so afraid-
did i let you suffer those final days?
the tears fall like rain as we rush to ease your pain
close your eyes, your hand in mine
as you walk into the light
sleep in my arms eternally
i'll love you endlessly
promise me you'll say goodbye.
numbness takes hold of me,
everywhere i go you should be
(nothing feels good anymore)
just when i feel at peace
i see your face
and my heart
breaks again
promise me you'll say goodbye.
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Litany
04:38
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crossing the aeons and attempting to read the ruins
i find a charnel house filled with pictures of you
i lay down on the altar
and stare at the flames
flickering candles whisper your name
i try to fall asleep but i'm punished by memories of your pale eyes
i long to know the peace;
the cold comfort of my dreams-
but they won't bring you back to life
it would always end this way,
through different lives and times.
destiny, the figures in here tell me, cannot be changed
they beckoned, and i came
so we could be together again (in this house i will burn)
i've always burned for you
...slowly i raise my head, now i know what must be done.
shattering the votives,
the figures dissipate as the inferno grows
do you feel the fire?
for me, it's always this way.
but in this room of death we will become one:
self-immolation
i try to fall asleep but i'm punished by memories of your pale eyes
i long to know the peace;
the cold comfort of my dreams-
but they won't bring you back to life
as the flames rise
and i become carbonized,
let me escape the pain
from feeling my soul bleed
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The Weeping
04:57
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how i've wept for you.
cradle my heart as the tears dry on my weathered skin
i watch the seasons change
slowly and silently colors wane to grey
i'm no longer in bloom
time heals nothing, my heart will always ache
if only you knew just how i've wept for you.
filled with shame
i remain haunted by the thought
of anything
resembling our last goodbye
if i can see you in my dreams again
why can't i just sleep forever?
drive the nails into my eyes
darkness falls for the final time
filled with shame
i remain haunted by the thought
of anything
resembling our last goodbye
let the dagger pierce the tired flesh,
i can feel your love
embrace me in death…
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Bleached Cross
oppressive post-punk
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𝘞𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩 out now on New Morality Zine
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