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Everything Is Exactly The Way It's Meant To Be

by Constrictor

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1.
Washed Out 02:24
Precious lamb lost in the herd venturing to the point of no return a selfish wish creates them gun in the mouth of progression. Nailed to nothing. Poaching god’s will with your way as the world slowly decays head lost in blind oblivion. Forever reaping what you sow. Your hate cloaked in faith. Divide conquer control destroy. Its your writing on the wall a façade built to crumble never again this cycle never ends
2.
Stained porcelain consume up heave the sin somewhere lost within at mercy of mind desperate hush white noise discontent moths will nest silence distance luring prey as above so below midnight lows and cold chill woes the bitter ache of mortality track marks and collapsed veins secrets in cracks of hide a course of hell follows inside left guessing left gasping out stretched arms ER Christ fragile and fugue push red and drip white fight further from the light further and further from the light.
3.
Cast to the east and bound to the south the cold rain trickles down hung from bootstraps the Bible belt chokes the swelling anguish and sunken eyes. The queen’s smeared make up the prince’s rusted crown they stagger in circles within the margins capture and sedate what you created and they want more because you would too. The totality of circumstance. Backdoor slaves in iron graves. Tighten the Bible belt draw back the blood there is no dawn in the promise land. Local colonialism out of sight out of mind hanging from the bible belt what do you expect when there is not left you don’t fucking get it. You’re to blame.
4.
Call off the black dog I’m in chase of fading shadows. Falling into a self made grave living dying in a skin coffin. Weighed down in self-doubt a severed spirit lost in the landslide. Floating facedown. The torrential downpour I’m floating facedown in search of blinding sun I’m but a wandering ghost don’t tell me its in my head I’ve already made this bed another dead legend carrying the weight of every mistake
5.
Where darkness comes early in the service of truth the heavens will blacken with the bloom of youth. Silence swallow silenced kiss his feet. To the alter we lead the cattle to their slaughter no soul will speak. Do as I say not a fucking word. Our secret to keep not a fucking word. The rotting crown and laundered hate in the drove of pigs you’re just a squeal. An oath of flesh a crime of nature. It is your punishment in this life and the next. The indifference of the trinity. Beg plead on your knees. /I am temptation. I am sin. Innately wicked stained within. Broken youth in search of truth. Repentance. On your back eyes above. The iron curtain silence the void of love. Arching ropes in shades of grey. The heart of a heartless world.
6.
Pitch Black 01:23
Carve out the eyes of swine and feel the caress of death as innocence gets lost in those with of best intent try to make believe fake relief bow your head and fold your hands. The growing silence feeds the violence it’s the same sad song on repeat. We dress up pain you take up snakes to bring out hell you can’t escape. The caress of death. Pitch black
7.
Disarmed 02:51
Slight of hand, Catechize, Exterminate, decompensate Crossed fingers Drag the water to your own reflection There is no god on the river bed tonight And only dead can walk on water And he walks with me and he talks with me, forever haunting me And In a ghost town of her own she can’t bare the light of truth Is this what you wanted to see the pale blue face of your first born son Is this what you needed to protect you from torture of an unsound mind Is this what you wanted decomposed by nature Is this what you needed nurtured by war Those eyes, blue eyes she’s dying behind, her heart bottomed out with the body The reaper waits, A gaping grave, her heart bottomed out with body Stalked and groomed, the future loomed Be all that you can’t be Disarmed and abandoned The ultimate sacrifice Dying on a lie
8.
Gassed 03:13
Their words ring hollow like sheep we follow close the casket and carry the burden hide your face the shame the disgrace and feed your dignity to the wolves where we’re headed it won’t be needed. A false promise to glorify the grey from here on out we let sleeping dogs lay. Blind will lead the blind off the deep end we’re lost lambs forgotten dead. Condolences is all you’ll get they’re building monuments for what you never had. We are gassed. As vultures circle overhead trauma and triumph as vultures feed off the dead. We are gassed.

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released November 11, 2012

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