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Welcome to
another year in hell.
I’ve waited so long
without hope of a healing balm.
I’ve waited so long.
It’s only gotten worse.
Empty streets and hollows
mark this suffocation that there’s no escaping.
I’ve waited so long
without hope of a healing balm.
I’ve waited so long.
Time seems to crawl.
It’s only gotten worse...
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There's screaming in my ears,
and I get the spins.
I try to stand
and then fall over.
We were tornadoes tearing apart
a hole in the earth where we belonged
because we can’t move on.
We were tornadoes tearing apart
a place in the sky to reach when we die
which was a lie.
And when
I'm in the ground,
I won't lose m
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Employment determined it: now. Beds begat beds begat beds begat beds. Diazepam dream - the habit holds the medicine in mediocre effect. Surrender signage to the percentiles, permission slipping songs of stroke-death; sleep like. Pulmonary plumbing, rerouting me. Waxwork while spirit returns from hands most skilled. I wear my gore-tex aorta. I live to live with love in cavalier-afforded, existential smiling beauty. It's these tolls we pay for life.
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Punch On! - Rokycany
02:03
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I felt love where the planes land. Say they know the way. I think we know the the way. Chlorine drenched for D-beats and such. Diversity calls. It shakes at the base of the open mind - not enough! We placate the boys club we hold placards against. We must be more than art.
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Consequential, consequential. No castle, house on sand builder. Pick at pieces, smile through crumbling, disarmed. Hard to rest right shitting where you fuck. Comfort zone closed to disconnecting dislike. Bearing this cross I'd hoped to shed. We make the beds we ruin; a disquiet. Consequential, consequential. Half castle, half house on hill destroyer. Rubble digging for dignified disconnect. We make the beds we ruin; a disarmed, disquiet, disconnect.
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You may be shocked to find the words you fired on boundary walls
In sharp and spiteful tongue results in noted, muted scrolling
And you feel let down when your assumed embolden troops
Lay down the arms you shared and turn their rifles onto you
They say the pavements lined with dust
Have you considered going there?
They say the walls are lined with cobwebs
Have you considered going?
I heard the people stop and stare
Have you considered going there?
They say “I’ve never been there…”
You may be shocked to find your endless unrepentant bile
That you collected praise for results in hidden hands compiling
Sheets of candid quotes and words you sent in confidence
Provide the evidence that your precious cause is lost
You may be shocked to find that I’ve been there more than one
You might have noted that there’s 3 to 1 on every map
A dashing light of building on your monthly journey home
Between the calm and calmer, shakes this structures to the bone
The ground was always shaking, we’ve been accustomed to the swell
The signs were posting long before and we knew them well
We lost the syntax young, we left the grammar far behind
And now we’re reading lips discovering our willing blind
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Zochor - Syncopation
02:38
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A syncopated shout seeps through a wall of deafening gunfire and rallies the troops
On into No Man’s Land in harmony their weapons fire
In dotted beats they march forth
Shoulder shuffling through, as soldiers shake their swollen spines lifting horns to Heaven.
In Gabriel’s tongue they speak the language of the homeland in stuttered stanzas
A sacrifice assumed: no second class as earthworms eaten. United in soil
Syncopated
A favour asked of hands; the novelty of dark legs dancing and the sacrifice of limbs
Syncopated
Face down among the flowers, fingers marking out the chords. The music of the victors.
Notes a few tones higher. Two different lines in harmony break up the silence.
Syncopated
A hero’s welcome home, the roads are lined with grey and red, white and blue.
Echoes of the fields stomping blue into the city marking the ground.
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Coma Regalia - Unmoving
02:44
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Restless struggling and a wish for death. It’s not easy to hear, or it’s a joke. A matter of perspective. Sounds from outside change. The sky goes from light to dark to light again. Unmoving except to shift the pain from one side of this body to the next. This work is never finished. Exceptions to the contrary, it didn’t get better. Just stopped feeling at all. Restless struggling and forget what we lost there.
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Sickness, inborn. Never stood a chance. Nearly bled out in the open. Oh how we suffered for this calm. You watched it all unravel, oh how we suffered for this calm. Live by the sword. Die by the sword. Coveted the sword. Someone finally figured it out. All the paths that were offered end up here. Praying for death and selling your life off. This isn't healing. This isn't helping. This isn't working. Cut the ties that bind. Further into you.
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Sad React Records Copenhagen, Denmark
DIY-label based in Copenhagen, Denmark with a focus on Screamo, emo and Hardcore
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