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Son of Nothing
05:24
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Break the splinter, Inside my wound.
Let the blood stagnate, let the rot take hold.
This is all thats left, the creep of life slowly fading.
I am worthless.
The son of nothing.
The son of nothing.
I try to put back, the pieces of this mirror.
To reflect something, I once knew.
But now I don't recognise.
A partner, a son, a person, now just dirt.
The king of worthlessness.
The son of nothing.
Will the soil even accept me?
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2. |
Albion
05:17
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Through the valley.
Its breath crawls.
Slow and silent, up past the rocks.
Ancient stone untouched.
Where no eyes have laid.
Where no words have been spoken.
In cold, solitude.
It stands, it stands tall.
Over the valley, breathing slow.
Taking its time.
Watching this land.
Waiting, forever.
In places up high. where no eyes see it.
Though it's seen us all.
Atop of a throne, made of stone and dirt.
At the edge, of forgotten worlds.
The land breathes, it endures.
As the ages crumble and fall.
Its breath flows, through the soil.
Ancient land, healed from its wounds.
Forever present.
Nature outlives us all.
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3. |
Cry of a Husk
05:53
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With blood still falling, the lights of your flame.
With the burns on my hands.
Stuck in my rage.
Stuck in my rage.
As this battle still rages on.
My isolation doesn't make me safe.
I hear the branches, smash through the glass.
I feel my world, be torn apart.
As the sky, lays its head on me.
I've lost all my strength.
I no longer hear anything.
The darkness hides.
Beneath the violence.
I feel the warmth of the blood.
I feel the life slip away.
The memories I had now just distant dreams.
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4. |
Red Stained Hill
06:46
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Taste the dirt, dead water fills these lungs.
In the air, rot works its way home.
With sun light dancing, I see red on the hill.
Seeping through the ground, spreading its filth.
Bitter cold poisons, breaking the land.
See the damage done.
Misery now calls this place,
home.
Misery, calls this place, Home.
Carve your name, gut the flesh.
Seek your fortune, leave the body.
Fill your wants, with regrets.
Burn the memory, the shadows don't forget.
In the corners of this house.
What's done stays with you.
The red on the hill.
A marker for the grave.
The earth will eat this corpse.
Hollowed for your name.
The past is here and it breathes.
Blood flows for the pain.
A shadow of a home,
for the life you ripped away.
A cold you can't escape.
Life abandoned on crimson peaks.
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5. |
Endless
07:15
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Take no more cuts to be, that statue you detest.
Left forgotten, yet still so new to your darkness.
The contrast illuminated, the pain you can’t forget.
Cut no more, be swallowed, as the world crumbles.
Cut no more, be swallowed, as the world crumbles.
The forest will live.
Endless.
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With roots laid bare.
Weathered by the ages.
Setting suns a thousand times over.
Cast down, invite the, darkness.
I’ve lived here in loneliness.
Beyond the veil of the world.
The son of nothing, sick of the azure sky.
This crutch of hate, just carries my misery.
A bloated heart, hiding in the shadows.
Dreaming to devour everything.
Everything that broke it.
Forgotten omens spilled, in these black lungs.
Old scars, I find disgusting.
Feeling the rain, rest in the carvings.
In need of burning, I hold onto burden.
And as these structures rotten, I see no end.
With roots laid bare.
Weathered by the ages.
Setting suns, a thousand times over.
I close my eyes, to the darkness.
I close my eyes to the darkness.
As I try my best to survive, this horror, of endlessness.
Feel the sting of the rain, and the cut of the wind as I, erode into nothing.
Take me further away, away from what I used to believe.
Forget my name.
Make me a fairy tale, a monolith cloaked by the trees.
An object of loathing.
With roots laid bare.
Weathered by the ages.
The sun set too many times.
I close my eyes to the darkness.
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7. |
No Shelter, No Heaven
06:34
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The rain falls, it all falls apart.
As the pigment, seeps through and stains.
Stuck in my hate, stuck in this rage.
Where are they now? Those voices of certainty.
Coma come collect your favourite son.
Make the depth of my anger endless.
Let the storm, break my home.
No shelter, no heaven.
The brick falls and the light goes out.
This house is still painted black.
The fires I once held, the burden of you.
Now these wounds, show me nothing.
There is no more hiding, as my eyes are blind.
This is the only gift, you gave me.
The cry of a husk, the grave of a man defeated.
Distant dreams, left unloved.
In the ruins of a house, in a grave I felt safe.
A fire I found solace in, took my time away.
Childish thoughts of home, left abandoned.
No shelter, no heaven.
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Moss Eater Reading, UK
Post-Doom from the bowels of Berkshire
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