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VOID

by Vanna

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1.
Void 02:42
HOLES. INSIDE MY BROKEN BONES. DECAY. I WATCH MY FLESH RIP AWAY. SPACE. BETWEEN THE DEAD AND I. GOODBYE. FAREWELL TO MY BODY AND MY SOUL. I'VE BECOME A BLACK HOLE. I'M NOT LIKE THEM. I CAN'T FUCKING PRETEND THAT THE SUN'S NOT GONE. MY SKY'S ALL WRONG. NO FLOATING ON CLOUDS. I'M FUCKING FALLING DOWN. SWALLOWING EVERYTHING AROUND. STARE INTO THE GREAT UNKNOWN. VOID. THIS HELL THAT I CALL HOME. VOID. DARKNESS ALL I EVER SEE. VOID. WELCOME TO THE DEATH OF ME. WITH THE LIGHTS OUT, IT'S DANGEROUS. HERE YOU GO, CHANTING ENTERTAIN US. I LOOK STUPID AND BRAINLESS. WELL WHATEVER, JUST NEVER FUCKING MIND US. YOUR DUTY'S DONE AND YOU'RE DRAINED TOO. WATCH AS THIS BLACK HOLE CONSUMES YOU. VOID. YOU BECOME YOUR OWN BLACK HOLE.
2.
MY EYES HAVE SEEN NO GLORY, SO I RIPPED THEM OUT TODAY. 'CAUSE WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I LOOKED AT YOU WITHOUT LOOKING AWAY. YOU FUCKING DISGUST ME. A LEGION IN MY MOUTH. TEETH INSIDE MY HANDS. I RIP MY HEAD INSIDE OUT. WHAT DOES CANCER LOOK LIKE? AND WHAT IS IT'S FACE? YOU CAN'T LOOK IT IN THE EYE. WHAT A FUCKING DISGRACE. YOU CAN BE ERASED. LAID TO WASTE. TIME TICKS ON. YOUR HANDS WERE MADE FOR LETTING GO. I CAN NO LONGER LET YOU DRAG ME BELOW. I'M SICK OF WRITING THIS DOWN. YOU'LL NEVER READ THESE WORDS. CROSS IT OUT. WRITE WHAT YOU WANT TO BE HEARD. QUICK THIS MOTHERFUCKER'S AT IT AGAIN. ACTING LIKE A CORPSE CAN'T TELL A BODY'S DEAD. WHAT'S THE PROBLEM? WHAT'S WRONG WITH THIS KID? I'M SICK OF CATCHING THE SAME OLD WIND. THE AIR'S STALE. HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN? ONE DAY I WOKE UP AND YOUR LANGUAGE WAS DEAD. NOW ALL I HEAR IS THE VOICE INSIDE MY HEAD. IT SPEAKS IN TONGUES I'VE NEVER LEARNED. NOT A SOUND WAS HEARD. YOU DON'T GET THE LAST WORD. YOUR SHIP WAS SINKING. SEEMS LIKE THE CAPTAIN FAILED. THE TIDES RIP YOU APART. NO MORE VESSEL TO SAIL. UNDERTOW, UNDERTOW AS YOU LET GO. GODSPEED, I'LL FUCKING SEE YOU IN HELL. YOU LEFT THINKING YOU LEFT ME STRANDED, BUT ALL THIS TIME I WAS THE ONLY ONE STANDING. I'M THE ONLY ONE. I'M THE ONLY ONE STANDING. LIAR LIAR, SOULS ON FIRE. LIAR LIAR, JUMP BACK IN THE FIRE.
3.
Holy Hell 03:05
NOW YOU SEE US, NOW YOU FUCKING DON'T. MOVING IN SHADOWS IS OUR ONLY HOPE. SEE MY FRIENDS, WE ARE FORGOTTEN ONES. THEY ARE THE BASTARDS AND WE ARE THE SONS. WE ARE THE LONELY ONES. I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU THAT. I AM WHO I AM AND I'VE GOT NOTHING TO PROVE. I'M NOT ALONE HERE, MY FRIENDS. WE ALL GOT NOTHING TO LOSE. WE ARE, WE ARE THE ONES RUNNING THROUGH THIS HOLLOW TOWN. HEAD HIGH, FEET ON THE GROUND. BROKEN HOMES WON'T BREAK US DOWN. WE DREAM OF KINGDOMS AND TAKING CROWNS. YOU CAN DOUBT US ALL YOU WANT. WE'RE TAKING THIS FROM THE BOTTOM, STRAIGHT TO THE TOP. WE ARE, WE ARE THE ONES RUNNING THROUGH THIS HOLLOW TOWN. TRY ALL YOU WANT, YOU CAN'T KEEP US DOWN. YOU'RE NOT LISTENING. WE ARE THE KIDS OF HEART DECAY. WITH NO FUTURE, OR SO YOU SAY. WE BUILD IT UP AND YOU KNOCK IT DOWN. WELL GO AHEAD AND TAKE A LOOK AROUND. WE OWN THIS TOWN. YOU AND EVERY MOTHERFUCKER AROUND. WE OWN THIS TOWN, SO GO AHEAD AND TAKE A LOOK AROUND. ARE YOU SCARED OF WHAT YOU FOUND?
4.
Digging 04:10
I'VE SUNK LOWER THAN A STONE IN THE SEA. MUCH LOWER THAN I'VE EVER SEEN. YOU SEE, EVEN ROCKS DON'T HAVE BOTTOMS LIKE THIS. I WONDER NOW IF I'LL EVEN BE MISSED. DO THEY KNOW MY FACE? DO THEY KNOW I EXIST? SO WHAT'S THE POINT? THERE'S NO FUCKING USE. MY OWN FINGERS AND HANDS BECOME MY NOOSE. SOMEONE GIVE ME A REASON TO STAY. FUCK IT, NO ONE LISTENS ANYWAY. AGAIN, I'M ALONE. HOME IS A COFFIN AND YOUR CITY'S A GRAVE. DON'T DIG YOURSELF, DIG YOURSELF INTO PLACE. IN THESE GODDAMN DARK NIGHTS I START TO REALIZE THIS IS WAR. I'M GONNA HAVE TO FIGHT TOOTH AND NAIL TO STAY ALIVE. LOOK AT ME, LIVING PROOF. YOU'RE NOT ALONE. WE HAVE EACHOTHER AND WE'LL PULL THROUGH. THIS CHAPTER'S CALLED "YOU'RE ALIVE." YOU'VE BEEN WRITING IT THE WHOLE TIME. SO COME BACK TO LIFE. DON'T WRITE, DON'T WRITE YOUR ENDING. DON'T LET GO. THERE'S A REASON YOU JUST DON'T KNOW. YOU DON'T KNOW. THERE'S A REASON, SO DON'T LET GO. DON'T LET GO.
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Yüth Decay 02:22
BLEED INTO YOUR VEINS. LET THE YOUTH DECAY. LET THE YOUTH DECAY, ROT AND FALL AWAY. HEAVEN KNOWS YOU'RE MISERABLE AND DOESN'T CARE. HELL IS IN YOUR HEAD AND IN THE SKIN YOU WEAR. BLACK SHOES, BLACK SHIRTS, BLACK HEARTS EVERYWHERE. YOU DON'T LIGHT UP ROOMS WHEN YOU WALK INTO THEM. THEY FADE TO BLACK 'CAUSE THEY FEEL YOUR SIN. OUR HEADS HAVE HOLES AS BLACK AS OUR SOULS, BUT WE'RE GONNA DIE IF WE DON'T GET CONTROL. BLEED INTO YOUR VEINS. LET THE YOUTH DECAY. REFLECTIONS I CAN'T SEEM TO FIND. FACES NO LONGER MINE. THERE'S NOTHING STARING BACK AT ME 'CAUSE NOTHING IS NOW ALL I SEE. I SUCK THE LIFE OUT OF EVERYONE. SKY SWALLOW AND I'M EATING THE SUN. CAST SHADOWS AIN'T GOT SHIT ON ME. EYES BLACKER THAN YOU'VE EVER SEEN.
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HOW DO I START? WELL HERE IT GOES. I'LL WRITE IT ALL DOWN SO THAT EVERYONE KNOWS. DRAGGED OUT AND LOW. FEELING LOST, WITH NO ONE TO SAVE ME. I NEED A PERSONAL CROSS. CUT ACROSS MY HEART. I HOPE I DIE. THIS LOVE WILL MAKE ME GO BLIND. I GOT SWORDS FOR HANDS AND FUCKING HEARTS FOR EYES. DIG OUT MY HEART AND PUT MY EYES INSIDE. SWALLOW THE SIGHT. CONSUME THE LIGHT. I'VE NEVER FELT MORE ALONE. FORGOTTEN SON LEFT OUT ON MY OWN. DRAGGED OUT AND LOW AND FEELING LOST WITH NO ONE TO SAVE ME. I NEED A PERSONAL CROSS. IF EMPTINESS IS LONELINESS, AND LONELINESS IS CLEANLINESS, AND CLEANLINESS IS GODLINESS, THEN I'M A FILTHY FUCKING MESS. YEAH, I'M A WRECK. INTOXICATED BY MADNESS. NO LOVE, NO PEACE, JUST SADNESS. A FILTHY FUCKING MESS.
7.
Humaphobia 02:21
WE WERE BORN OF THIS WORLD AS FREE AS A BIRD. WE GAVE OURSELVES THESE CHAINS, THIS CAGE, AND THESE WORDS. DO WE SUFFER, OR DO WE SURVIVE? CAN WE LIVE, OR MUST WE DIE? I FEAR THE WORST FOR THIS EARTH. HOW DO WE GET THIS CROOKED PATH ON COURSE? FOR ALL MANKIND. FOR ALL OF TIME. WE COULD START A SPARK. THE WORLD'S IN FLAMES AND WE'RE BLOWING SMOKE. FEEDING A FIRE AND BURNING UP HOPE. I'M AFRAID OF EVERYONE. I'M AFRAID OF WHAT WE'VE DONE. CAN OUR RIGHTS OVERCOME OUR WRONGS? CAN THIS BE OUR REVOLUTION SONG? WE COULD START A SPARK. DON'T LEAVE THE WORLD IN THE DARK. YOU HOLD FREEDOM IN YOUR HANDS, IN YOUR HEART AND WITH YOUR FRIENDS. SO STAND UP, MAKE A DIFFERENCE COUNT. 'CAUSE IF NOT YOU, THEN WHO WILL DIG US OUT.
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HANG MY HEAD, NO HOPE. PISS UP A FUCKING ROPE. CITYSCAPES AS I ESCAPE. MY REAL CITY LIES BEHIND MY FACE. BLOOD VESSELS AS I DECAY. OH WHAT A BEAUTIFUL PLACE. I'M LOSING EVERYTHING. WHERE IS MY FUCKING MIND? I'M HEARING VOICES ECHOING INSIDE MY HOLLOW HEAD. MY BRAIN IS DEAD. LIVING BEHIND MY EYES WITH NO SPACE TO ROAM. LOCKED IN BY LIES, SO MY HEAD BECOMES MY HOME. MY HEAD BECOMES MY HOME. BUT THIS HOUSE DOESN'T FEEL LIKE A HOME. IT'S MADE OF RUST AND ROTTING BONE. SO I'M SELLING EVERY THOUGHT INSIDE. FUCK IT, I'MA LEAVE IT BEHIND. NOTHING ADDS UP. IT'S NEVER ENOUGH. SO CALL IT QUITS AND STOP GIVING A FUCK. WATCH ME AS MY WALLS CAVE IN, AND MY HEAD GIVES WAY AGAIN. I BUILD UP THESE WALLS LIKE A HOME. SWING THROUGH, MAKE BROKEN BONES. WRECKING BALL, CRUMBLE AND FALL. FUCK IT, I'M GONNA LEAVE IT BEHIND.
9.
Pornocopia 03:24
WET NIGHTMARE DIGGING IN MY BRAIN. I GOTTA PUT YOU TO BED BABY, YOU'RE ALL THE SAME. LINE 'EM UP JUST TO KNOCK 'EM DOWN. MY PRIDE AND WORTH JUST CAME TO DROWN. CAN YOU FEEL ELECTRICITY? YOUR EYES TELL THIS WOLF ALL HE NEEDS. LAY DOWN, YOU'RE MY FAVORITE PREY. EAT UP THE FLAVOR OF THE DAY. IF PRETTY GIRLS MAKE GRAVES IN MY HEAD, THEN MY HEART'S A TOMB FOR THE UNDEAD. IF PRETTY GIRLS MAKE GRAVES IN MY HEAD, THEN MY HEART'S A BOMB. NOW I'M DEAD. LOOK INTO THESE HUNGRY EYES. DON'T YOU SEE THE BEAST INSIDE? KEEP IT BEATING BABE. I NEED TO EAT YOU. DON'T YOU SEE THE MESS INSIDE? I'M FUCKING ROTTEN AND FEEDING OFF LIES. I'VE MADE MY DISGUSTING BED. A PIG IN SHIT, FUCKED AND FED. I'M SLEEPING IN MY GRAVE. DIE NEXT TO ME. LAY ME. LAY ME TO REST.
10.
THE RED, WHITE, BLACK AND BLUE. BROKEN AND USED. OBSESSED WITH THIS DISEASE. WE'VE PUT THE WORLD ON IT'S KNEES. OBSESSED WITH OUR NEEDS WHILE OUR MOUTHS ROT AND BLEED. EACH MAN CREATES HIS OWN DEVIL AND GOD FOR THE THRONE. HOPING FOR HEAVEN BUT WE'RE HEADING FOR HELL. WE CALL THIS LIVING AND WE'RE DOING IT WELL. OBSESSED WITH OUR NEEDS WHILE MOUTHS ROT AND BEG YOU PLEASE. RED, WHITE, BLACK AND BLUE. THERE IS NO RIGHT, THERE IS NO TRUTH. 'CAUSE IT'S A NATION OF SHEEP, RULED BY WOLVES. OWNED BY PIGS AND LEAD BY FOOLS. SLEEP IS OVER. IT'S TIME TO WAKE UP. THE WORLD IS BURNING. ALL I HEAR IS "I DON'T GIVE A FUCK." WE'RE THE BLIND LEADING THE SICK TO DIE. WE'RE THE BLIND LEADING THE SICK TO DIE. OPEN YOUR EYES OR IT WILL NEVER STOP. NO REST, NO SLEEP. WAKE UP, WAKE UP. ONE NATION UNDER SHIT. OUR NATION. WE'RE BURYING IT.
11.
Bienvenue 05:03
DON'T WAIT FOR RIVERS TO FLOOD, JUST TO KEEP YOU AFLOAT. DON'T WAIT FOR MOUNTAINS TO FALL, JUST TO GET ACROSS. AND I'VE NEVER SEEN LIGHTS QUITE LIKE THESE. GLOWING AND BURSTING FOR ME. AND TIMES NEVER CEASED OR STOPPED FOR ME, BUT SUDDENLY I CONTROL ALL I SEE. WHEN DID THESE FACES NEED ME TO BE EVERYTHING I COULD BE? WHEN DID THESE WORDS BREATHE LIFE INTO THE DECEASED? DON'T WAIT FOR RIVERS TO FLOOD, JUST TO KEEP YOU AFLOAT. DON'T WAIT FOR MOUNTAINS TO FALL, JUST TO GET ACROSS. ANY PATH THAT YOU TAKE THAT YOU DIDN'T PAVE IS THE WRONG ONE, AND ANYBODY WHO WAITS IN THE RAIN WILL DROWN IN THE FLOOD, AND ANYBODY WHO MAKES THE CLIMB KNOWS THE VIEW IS WORTH THE TIME, BUT THE BATTLE OF IF I'LL EVER GET THERE IS THE PROLEM. HOW MUCH CAN I TAKE 'TIL I CALL IT QUITS? HOW LONG CAN MY LEGS KEEP RUNNING LIKE THIS? UNTIL THEY GIVE IN. UNTIL MY LIVER GIVES UP. MY LUNGS ARE BLACKENED, BUT THAT'S HOW I LIKE THEM. I'M PUSHING THE LIMITS UNTIL THEY PUSH ME BACK. I'M ON THE EDGE OF THE MOUNTAIN CALCULATING THE GAP BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE. A PALACE AND A PIT, BUT I REMEMBER DEATH NEVER LIES TO THE PEOPLE WHO LIVE.

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released June 17, 2014

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