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War On My Self
02:30
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Who are you meant to be?
Ignorant and pestilent
Subject to your own praise
A mockery of your own ways
I'm staring into your soul
A lack of any humility
For what it's worth
you crawl alone
For what it's worth
your self obsession has no home
As other worlds crumble
You relish your own life
As pleasure ruptures
What you claim divine
Narcissistic
War on my self
Hollow and incessant
War on my self
Conceited
Stare at your decaying reflection
Waste of space
You cling to individuality you parasitic fiend
to incite your influence
In yearning abandon from a morally barren place
on broken personas, you feast
Plunging into the waters drown yourself
where your reflection was held
Broken and fucking wry
Crushed and anamorphic
The eye of the critic and the hand of the hangman
War on my self
Ignorant and pestilent
Never willing to accept you are nothing
There's nothing to lose
No pretext or alibi
The sum of all is greater than one
Kill your self fucking scum
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They want conflict
Peel off the skin
The appalling, heretics play pick up sticks and i'm falling down
They want conflict
Peel off the skin
Created my sense of negligence
I could never wish for more
Will i remember when we became liabilities
whilst they sit cruising on their waves
Withered away, contemplate suicide before becoming prey
Whirlpools of misery engulf your every step
If i could hold your hand, i'd let go every time
I could never wish for more
look the other way they're not going nowhere
Seek power in decrepit bodies
look the other way you're not going further
Seek for solace in ambivalence
Deception reigns, temporal weathering
Cast me aside and out of reach
I try to bite the hand that feeds
They say: Take heed
Predator hunts for prey
Lurch on insecurities
Break my arms to leave me alone
Casualties of a game we played
Blood on your hands
What are you looking for?
What is it good for?
Don't hide behind those eyes
What do you expect?
Your privilege remains unchecked
Distorted histories of the predator
I've lost another cog
I never could have wished for more
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3. |
Machiavels
05:55
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False idol
Knees bent through the silver glass
you came from
the prince will consume you
What you said
was lost to machiavels
inside your head
you know you wouldn't follow footsteps
convenience is your master
shelter from the suffering
a pitfall is where your efforts lay
Isolate yourself
commodify your struggle
lust for existential crises
cry for lost intentions
If you reaped what you sowed
you'd come empty handed
your roots unknown
the seed of an idea discarded
If you reaped what you sowed
life would keep you stranded
your merits crowned
and your ambivalence casted
Too much to follow through
Words to you are medication
Remedy your inactivity
Lie to yourself once again
Convinced that you are fighting
truth never passed from your lips
your hands strangers to labour
The things you carried no longer need you
When all is lost, you destroy
when all is lost, you destroy your love
About as much a saviour as a dismantled machine
About as much a virtue as hoarding dead leaves
Of all the things to be, a machievel I see
of all your failures placed, a throne the prince does sit
The tongue of an ox slithers in your mouth
what uselessness what manipulation
When all is lost you destroy
When all is lost you destroy your love
Acts of equivocation add to insignificance
We've lost you all to machiavels
Liars, thieves, scum, vitriol
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Modern life has worn it's veil
Naked it's foundations laid right to the core
With a cross by the chest
And a sword in the side
All before are second best
Bleeding for the proletariat
Crushing the weak,
Obsolete lives plea.
Go ahead and run the show
Venerable methods to division and conquest
Just remember
that we know
that you are nothing
and we are everything
I am the terrorist you search for
Your thirst for power I crave to destroy.
I aim to terrorise your agenda of desolation,
an attempt for solidarity
I am the executioner, ideological warfare breaches my veins
but my will for us cannot be deterred
It can never be silenced
it cannot be put down
suffocated or muted
Draconian world; tear me apart
Take me right back to the start
where I can live and breathe again
a new life of unity
Tear my soul, scratch my eyes
Take my guise, take my temper
Rip my bare bones from my body
If killing the vulnerable and the weak is your answer
Consider yourself my primal aim, the crux of all transgression
If reaping lands across the seas is your answer
then expect for reaction as actions have consequences
If exploiting all you see is your answer
may your inhuman acts wear thin on your skin
If you deem others unlike yourself as unequal
I hope you carry your burden until your back breaks in half
If drilling a hole inside the world is your answer to common living,
Then I have no place on this earth,
My soul
Is
Burning
Light up my soul
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