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Feed me malice... no substance, no weight 
Mindless drawn out voice
 Regurgitate, all that you are 
Can you act on all that you say you are? Or are you just taking up space?
I am the salt of your rotten earth I am your waste that settles 
I am your quiet suburbia 
I am your poisoned youth Everything comes undone, by your own hands You are the cancer of my soul 
 You are the rusted blade
 You are the image of purest greed
 You are the glass that remains

 We are the salt of your rotten earth
 We are your waste that settles
 We are your quiet suburbia 
 We are your poisoned youth Cut down the noose
Who needs an identity when all you see is you 
Everything encompassed by the sole image of you
 Yeah, you're great, you're great, you're so fucking great 
 Echo chamber generation, onwards, onwards, onwards, fall
Wrap me in all of your despair
 I'll be the one to bear 
All of your pain if you can just listen... now
It's marching over us 
It's rising above us 
It's sweeping us away 
It's breaking apart 
Take me someplace else 

Unseen bliss here now, and gone forever, 
Bound by nothing, muscles tighten, thoughts subsided 
I am free. 

I want to soak in these days, 
I want to feel everything, 
 even if it destroys me 

 Wrap me in all of your warmth 
I'll be the one to voice
 all of your heart if you can just give it now I will bear it all
Morrerei Dane-se Deixa eu ir não amo ninguém Morre Rei Bana me Glorificarei Perdeu-se sufoca-me Parte-se Entrega-se entristece rebela-se segue o cego não mais terei eu enlutei não tem mais volta anoiteceu na minha alma angustiei agora é tarde emurcheceu machuquei não vi, sangrei vista escureceu ver a tristeza chegar perto ou morrer ou chorar ver a tristeza chegar perto vou morrer vão chorar
permaneci em pé alegria parecia até arrepia a pele um demônio tem um sol ninguém é faz um som não tem um tom quem é? traz o caos não fica aqui pra sempre espere expele delibere esplendor aumenta dor sim é guarda só entra pó treme o demônio derrete sol pois é entra o caos leva ele esquece


released June 5, 2018


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