1. |
The Pointy End
02:12
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Thrown from the safety of home,
Excommunicated from the hive,
Our world is collapsing,
And everything we know is caving in on itself.
We're living on the edge,
The light is seeping through the cracks in the walls.
The new sun is blinding.
We've awoken on the edge,
The light is blinding.
The walls have grown apart.
Releasing the swarm.
We're living on the edge,
The light is seeping through the cracks in the walls.
The new sun is blinding.
Our world has become a cold, dead place.
Rip them apart, watch the skin fall off of their bones.
Leave it all behind, condemn it and burn it down.
Cast the final stone and match,
Before the final plan of attack.
Bury it, leave no trace.
Through these vibrations,
They've dug their own graves.
There's no way out of here.
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2. |
Ricky Simmons
02:43
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You can't take your eyes off of these,
bright lights.
synthetic consciousness,
Clouding all we see and breathe,
What have we become?
I'd like to think that we're in charge of what we eat,
Don't you dance around like a dog to their tricks.
I'd like to think that we're in control of who or what we put out front.
I can't believe my eyes,
You're eating from the hands of a murderer,
Eat it slowly,
Don't wait for me to choke on the the poison in their arms.
It affects how we think.
how we love,
How we die.
It's making us hallow and you know it,
Please come home don't leave us here to die.
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3. |
I Am In Pain
01:16
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4. |
Signals
01:55
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These blinding signals of anxiety are streaming from their lifeless bodies.
Rip them out.
Tear them apart.
I can't be conscious.
This can't be real.
My eyes are open but I'm not awake,
I'm locked in this perpetual state of a lack of unawareness.
This is what you've been waiting for.
These blinding signals of anxiety are streaming from their lifeless bodies.
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5. |
Presto Manifesto
03:08
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Shoot the messenger,
Shoot the perpetrator,
Everyone's guilty in sickness and health.
We're all stuck in this rat race to reach for the light, the stars, for glory and wealth.
We're all fucking killers.
Leave no witnesses.
Worthless savages,
(Blood of the north)
Godless godful,
(Blood of the south)
Nonsensical,
(Blood from the west)
Heathens.
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6. |
Shiver
03:27
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I can feel these vibrations inside,
I'm shaking.
Can you hear me?
Is there anything inside?
Can you feel it?
Are you breathing?
Do you feel alive?
An overwhelming darkness has arrived.
It's cold,
it's dim,
We're not alone.
This presence enters the room.
You're scared,
you're sick,
You need to hold on tight,
before this presence resides within you.
I can feel these vibrations inside,
I'm shaking.
Can you hear me?
Is there anything inside?
Can you feel it?
Are you breathing?
Do you feel alive?
An overwhelming darkness has arrived.
You've already lost control.
You've already lost all control.
There's no stopping it now.
There are no more vibrations inside,
I'm shaking it off.
There's a thin veil of frost coating the body.
I'm cold as ice, cold as hell.
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7. |
Who's in the Box?
01:13
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8. |
Gloom Balloons
04:44
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Anchor my feet to this earth,
Anything to keep me from floating away again.
I can't stand to lose my grip this time around.
Drown.
Suffocate.
The ocean's waves are washing over me,
The salt stings any open wound.
This liquid fear is filling my lungs.
Human guilt is washing over me.
Please forgive me.
I can't feel anything.
It's as if it was all in my head.
But I could feel them watching me.
Every glance behind me leaving me colder.
I can't feel anything.
It's as if it was all in my head.
As if they didn't give me a choice,
I'm just running around this maze.
There's no exit behind these doors.
No master key to let me out.
I can feel myself leaving my body.
But I could feel them watching me.
Every glance behind me leaving me colder.
Anchor my feet to this earth,
Anything to keep me from floating away again.
I can't stand to lose my grip this time around.
I can't feel anything.
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9. |
STREET MEAT
01:26
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10. |
Curses
02:20
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I'm filled with fear as this feeling surrounds me,
My heart drops at the sight of this empty place.
I know it's here.
I know need to come back.
I can feel this presence though it carefully avoids the glow.
I can feel this presence in the dust and air.
My lungs grow tighter as I feel it close.
Just the thought will make my skin crawl,
I await the kiss of death.
I feel it now.
Slow down.
Let me savor the moment.
Every twist and turn.
I can feel it tunneling deeper inside now.
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11. |
Jenga Fever
03:19
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Hours past sunset, I hear an ominous sound, I pay no mind and now I'm filled with regret.
Now I hear it.
Please don't take me.
I have nothing.
Please don't take me.
I don't need to go away.
I cannot find my fucking way,
out of this cavernous decay.
My eyes open,
I can feel the rays,
The glow is scarring deep inside me.
They surround me,
Sentient beings from another planet,
"Oh my god, is this really happening?"
Is this real or am I still asleep?
They are drawing closer,
But I can see behind the curtain.
Out the window is all we know,
A distant memory now.
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Black Matter Device Richmond, Virginia
Five insane people with nothing better to do.
Current Lineup:
Michael Toney -
Vocals / Guitars
Kyle Wilson - Guitars / Bass
Colton Armer - Bass / Vocals / Art
Roman Rodriguez - Drums / Being Huge
Bryan Kern - Noise / Vocals / Art / ???
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