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Intro/Cogita Mori
02:31
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Darken woe with me. Cruelest skin. With all sadness singular to flesh, carnal yet knit beneath. Surrendering to all that denominates body. carnal yet knit beneath, how we lower than prime as our bodies merge into flow. Digress, To feel of her heatwaves in saim and taste of that war she brings. Merge with her and into her. sow and surrender. flesh of my flesh, wounds of my wounds.
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Throes of Light
01:55
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A matter of discipline and there falter of, in that margin of shapeless… Harness of those bad graces bred in rural dissent, dark comedy of the everyday. Where prohibition was just a stretch of road to purgatory. O’ Dear friends, remember how we watched the pillars of our youth come crashing beneath those throes of light? With a slue of nepenthe at hand, savoring every shred of its lush. The way logic crushes like velvet under the weight of the devils wing.
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Outside Spectator
02:15
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By a slow friction we've defiled. Coiled at the spindle of desire, inhaling the vapors of souls drawn out of the flesh. Aversion, then turn away… the wicked way of the world and how it caters to my lesser nature, and to reform the olive branch all for another pass through the incinerator. Oh son. This paranoid in me will be the trouble in you.
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Life is Absurd
02:28
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At odds with everything and everyone. Tasting the luster of alkaloids at the narrow of the tongue. And its in the quick of addiction, that the chemical becomes a god. And how all and all, the dragons dog does as he is told. Pressing fast and without a thought. This is my function and it never shuts off. This is my function and it will never shut off. How absurd becomes all but an afterthought.
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Blood runs cold and coarse, not mine. Not mine never again mine.
"Blessed are the hearts that can bend, for they can never be broken."
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Mystic Furnace
03:24
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Mystic like the want for blood. In the way that everyone is out for blood. And how viral it is to lust. in the way that everyone does. Like the greatest lover you never had. I’m on your side. Like those wars that were never recorded. They just go on and on. And what evil goes on in the dark. Stays in the dark. How one hand reaches out the other. Then over the mouth. Transaction after transaction of darkly currents thru and thru. transaction of who you've damaged and who's damaged you.
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TENTACLES San Antonio, Texas
formed in 2006.
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