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Seether – Dead And Done
i'm fucking dead, ain't nobody owning me. i'm fucking done, i just don't have the energy.
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Seether – Dead And Done
1:34 you pretend you see things differently when you slave to all the trends. and if i bend this all ends painfully, and you'll be blaming me again.
Rust
Darkways
wake up too late, streets are quiet and everyone the same. smog fills the air, old beliefs that cloud the glare. can you feel the rust corroding inside your head? can you see the dust? it spreads fast everywhere.
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Darkways – Rust
i see the rain hits the glass and runs like old mistakes. feels safe i guess, but safe is the nicest cage.
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Darkways – Rust
can you feel the chains becoming tighter every day? can you see the greys blinding you with dismay?
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Darkways – Rust
1:12 shadows gather all around, every path you found is gone. walls of doubt begin to rise, whispers say not to try.
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Darkways – Rust
i hear the call, trying to tell me i must fade. feels wrong, i know, but comfort keeps me drowned.
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Darkways – Rust
can you see the lines shaping what you must to be? can you feel the strain binding you to pain?
never shoot your shot with me, you may get in charge for homicide because of it.
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i get addicted to anything that makes me forget the fact that i am living.
meet me at the 7th stage of hell, where you would drown in my ashes.
the fact that i didn't die during the war pisses me off at least five times in a row.
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this cannot be the same life that i was protecting with a fucking mask in 2020.
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Halls of Weeping
Worm
in slumber beneath the castles crypt, his majesty wakes preserved in time.
an exiled ghost haunts starlit nights. undead forever. the spectre sheds tears that turn to ice.
halls of the weeping.
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Worm – Halls of Weeping
as the shadow figure, chants infernal names. dragon born, demonic hordes, rise up from the catacombs, tomb of ancient blood.
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Worm – Halls of Weeping
2:28 palace altar, sidereal energy. cycle completes my cries from centuries. my sorrow, suffering, slumber, my painful memories.