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Skylar
06:52
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Silhouettes by the sea, they question me, do I believe what I see?
For I have no answers, only pieces of a puzzle that forms no picture
Burn
Set fire, set fire to the arsonist dream
The hand that burns an equal reality
Flaring senses, I reason with you;
Temper, why'd you leave me amiss?
I can blind a thousand suns, if you justify the need
I can blind a thousand suns, if you satisfy the greed
We burn
Let this be an example, constant reminder,
You are but human, nothing
“As a society, we formulate a system based on stories,
Our best efforts to evolve have proven to be a failure
Will there be a day when we learn to respect what we’ve been given?
And try not to take what’s not ours, so we must think for ourselves”
I must think for myself.
Flaring senses, I reason with you;
Temper, why'd you leave me amiss?
Light a match, burn the crow,
She will not fly, her wings have been clipped
Her morale is broken, her spirit is crushed, she bleeds insanity
She bleeds insanity
Let the fires rise, the smoke clouds, decorate the horizon
Do you see the beauty in death?
Do you see it?
And she strives to believe in a home
Don’t you see how she survives?
Does she breathe the air that comes out of the thoughts of the obsolete?
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The Scintillator
01:14
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Light The Flares
06:05
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We’re all going down, in a downward spiral, spinning madly out of control
Lost balance, knee-deep in violence, a quicksand foothold
One step too many
Sinking storm, sinking norms, sub-standard within excellence
Elemental flaws will begin to dissipate any forward motion we've ever made
Shed your ego for the holes have already begun to appear
A sinking ship cannot sail
Light the flares, we have failed
Distress calls go unheard
A cause not worth fighting for
Castles made of sand wash away with the waves
Pick a name, find a flag,
There is no looking back
No one’s keeping scores
But all are watching
A front row seat to see
The degradation game
Do you wanna play?
Do you wanna play?
Are you gonna pick it up?
That punk-card that time left you
Are you gonna pick it up?
No one wins, no one ever wins
The ravens call this game
They call it right down the middle
Lay us down, brick by brick
We seep into the ground, inundate the purity
Give us resolution, a sense of clarity we can never perceive
You can build a thousand worlds with the bricks you have and yet they'd fall
No point in system if the cells lie to themselves
I can tell a billion tales, and yet you wouldn't understand
No point in growth if the roots betray themselves
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