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Dysphoria/Revenge
12:38
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A bloody cocoon emerging with rotten wings. Blackening the sky around her, floating like never before.
Ending the burning that tormented his soul, and breaking the promises they made so long ago.
Westbound on Peoria in a hearse, chainsaw to the roof to release the smoke from the burning coffin.
Bringing plague and sickness across the valley.
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Glorious Wrath
06:03
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Is this a face or is it a message? A simple threat hiding behind bruises.
Through bloody tears and broken teeth, standing tall and smiling.
A pot to be smashed, a dog to be kicked. We cower and bow to your glory (O GLORY).
I utter curses: Fuck your body. Fuck your space. Fuck your agency.
A mouth to be closed, a vessel to be used. We cower and bow to your glory (O GLORY)!
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Trauma
05:18
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It makes me sick. It leaves me breathless. It makes me want to force that hammer into the side of my neck.
It holds me under. It won't relent. It drags my body down that dusty road and leaves it in a ditch.
Will it cut me open to showcase the scars left on the inside from a lifetime ago?
And when I wake up I rise to my knees. The roots come up from underground and hold me there forever, destined to become the watcher of the dirt.
Will it cut me open to showcase the scars left on the inside from a lifetime ago?
But that lifetime spreads, consuming the future me.
Unknowingly dissolving in the belly of the beast.
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Nothing
05:10
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I am a ghost haunted by nothing but my skin. I feel the weight haunting my eyelids every night.
I don't always want to see this face staring back so achingly, clenching my teeth until they bleed.
Will I ever get to see myself glaring back in disgust, sick and numb at what I've become?
I know you are nothing.
I am a ghost haunted by nothing but my skin. I feel the weight haunting my eyelids every night.
You know you are nothing.
Filling the silence with the echoes of my breath.
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Disgust
09:15
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Suffer the way you were meant to: Bleeding through your mouth.
A desperate hand twists the knife and leaves you writhing in the dirt.
Sick of all these bullshit words! This machine demands blood!
Fuck this, I'm out of here. Armed to the teeth, covered in gasoline.
Kicking down the door to the temple to rid the planet of this waste.
Look at what you made me do! Look at what you've made me become!
There is only one end to this road and it's death.
Look at what you made me do! Look at what you've made me become!
There is only one end to this road and it's DEATH!
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