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Marrow
02:03
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Cinnamon
03:09
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Slow as death, your hands dissolved my brilliant days
Coldest moments felt still set my soul on fire
All my fascinations turn to open sores
In the face of starving hearts, will I take one taste more?
Poison seed, agonize
Touch me as I close my eyes
Cinnamon
It bites like Cinnamon
Of love and loss, a desire to please and then I rot
Pulling out the marrow, now the world is hollow
Lose my site, burn my soul
Burry gifts I've been bestowed
Cinnamon
It bites like Cinnamon
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3. |
Give Me Pause
02:42
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Keep a secret in the moonlit wood
Licking greedy lips I stop, my cries begin to break apart
It's strange, we hid ourselves in a dying day
Look to the sky, burn and fall away
But Sometimes, it feels so sharp
To see myself, beyond my wants
Just once
Weak at the knees with thirst and the smell of perfume
Biting greedy lips I lay, my heart begins to burst with shame and I weep
For the moments that gave me pause, and turned my heart to soot
Will the taste of milk and honey leave my lips
Find yourself in a dying day
Look to the sky, burn and fall away
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4. |
Breathing Ether
03:18
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Cherishing a glimpse of joy in a dream painted crimson
I'm Breathing Ether
Falling into pieces by the teeth of wicked smiles
I'm Breathing Ether
Vile in the light, vile in desertion
Like dying doves, die with all my reasons
I stutter, standing in the face of joy
But hold my peace for a thousand years
Wanting, waiting for consequence
I'll never hold my breath
Dancing in the light, dancing in desertion
Like dying doves, bathing in a burden
I stutter, standing in the face of joy
But hold my peace for a thousand years
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Sazerac
02:47
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On the promenade a moment carries on
I mourn the passing of purity and poise
Falling head first into a sea of serpents
Regurgitate the taste on my lying tongue
On the promenade malice carries on
Living lives of quiet desperation
decorated walls with clever notes
At last it feels, I am exciting
Such bliss I find in silk and gloss
I plead, I die beneath a banquet of moss
Quick but painless
Dying nameless
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A Marble Mantle
03:23
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Old growth, New stone, and trickling wrath
Still screams, echoing down the prim rose path
But the touch still breaks my heart
I'm still starved
The touch still breaks my heart
Beneath a marble mantle, my guilty life burns
I feel nothing here, but i still yearn
Beneath a marble mantle, I can see the ribbon in your hands
Embellished feeling, your nervous laugh
The bread from my mouth, we collapse
Beneath a marble mantle, my guilty life burns
I feel nothing here, but i still yearn
Beneath a marble mantle, I can see the ribbon in your hands
Dressed in skin, a tear in lace, why do you hold me now?
Bedlam hand, misunderstand, have you made my grounds amiss?
Something spins strangely in the waters of passing fancy
I cry in a waining sea of yesteryear's folly
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