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Surfacing
05:55
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It lays dormant,
Silently it drains my energy,
This sunken torment, it's surfacing,
Like the dead of the autumn leaves,
It signifies a darkness I've seen,
Bleak as it breathes,
This place in me, it persists and feeds,
It thrives relentlessly,
Barren wasteland,
Emptiness becomes personified,
It forces my hand,
and submits me,
Like the dead of the autumn leaves,
It signifies a darkness I've seen,
Bleak as it breathes,
This place, full of distaste, as I misplace all my pride, like a disease,
A snails pace in this race,
Stagnant growth rate, this tempting of fate,
Never silent, this voice is just never silent,
This place in me, it persists and feeds,
It thrives relentlessly
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Cerebral Faulty
05:29
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Futures promises won't work to embrace this body,
Fold infinitesimally,
Drown in fallacy, exists a cerebral faulty,
Truth is a finite disease,
Silently at work, it grabs hold of me,
Silently at first, I fail to see,
That this inability to accept the consequences,
Makes it difficult to move past this crippling indifference,
Time is but a cell that stunts all we see,
Feel it for yourself, don't take it from me,
Futures promises won't work to embrace this body,
Fold infinitesimally,
Drown in fallacy, exists a cerebral faulty,
Truth is a finite disease,
Violently persists, it grabs hold of me,
Violently exists, consumes all I see,
That this inability to accept the consequences,
Makes it difficult to move past this crippling indifference,
Time is but a cell that stunts all we see,
Feel it for yourself, don't take it from me,
Futures promises won't work to embrace this body,
Fold infinitesimally,
Drown in fallacy, exists a cerebral faulty,
Truth is a finite disease,
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Idle Minds
03:15
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Enticing with empty promises,
You'll never be the mirror,
Of what you see, and hear, the screen, it lies, to keep, you wanting,
It banks on fake desires,
Idle minds they drive the machine,
You're foaming at the mouth, I'm staring as my eye's burn,
Idle minds they drive the machine,
You're foaming at the mouth I'm staring as my eye's burn,
Thought control is wrapped around your soul
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Transmundane Okotoks, Alberta
Transmundane is a progressive metal act based out of Alberta, Canada.
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