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Standing on the threshold
Just one step left
Trapped inside a cage of bones
No language - no words left
The past awakened, the future dies
Like a dagger in a living skull
I'll go down below
Spending time watching trees
Feline smiles and foreign dreams
I hear Mr. Borland call my name
"On a rainy afternoon, come join me"
I'll go down below
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Cutting Moments
04:43
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Black blood leaks through the cracks
Old papers and the shelf
Broken limbs and rusty pins
Tear stains and pale blue lips
It's cutting moments
His canvas ripped and pierched
With broken fingers stitched
Pretty boys, they claim the right
To mourn, to sulk and cry
It's cutting moments
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The Killing Room
04:14
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Here, look, how he lingers
Under strobe lights, spot lights, dead lights
The feast is over and lamps expire
The show is over, lift him on the pyre
He dreams of his home
And I listen to his lips
He sings to deceased ones
Wisdom of worthless toil
It's just a process of elimination
Will you remember me?
Do the dead unnerve you?
Though the bullets have missed me so far
My body remembers the aching
And my heart how to bleed
Let's leave him alone
Let him do it alone
On his own
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Sometimes at night I hear them speak
Right above where I live
And I listen to their voices
Blue light secrets that they keep
And I try and seek their traces
Right down here in the woods
Because sleep and death are brothers
And they live together
Right above me
Still searching for their door
Will they ever let me in?
And when I make the final cut
I know they will watch me bleed
And I try and seek their traces
Right down here in the woods
Because sleep and death are brothers
And they live together
Right above me
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The Patriot
04:16
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With a blade in my hand
And cuts on my skin
I stand all alone
Illuminating the night
With a blade in my hand
I become a red rose
Lost in this garden
Where I hunt down the snakes
The future burns bright
Burns in my eyes
Burns like the sun
So I bow down
I am the patriot
With a blade in my hand
And cuts on my skin
I stand all alone
Illuminating the night
I am the patriot
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Letterfrack Penal Colony
05:47
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Suffer little children
Suffer little children
Suffer little children
God is coming for you
Misdeed and temptation
Devilish perception
You will get beaten
So you are corrected
Your little hands and bodies
Innocence a delusion
Everyone's born a sinner
So that's why I rape you
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7. |
The Big Dive
04:01
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Come on girl
Come take the dive with me
Into the river
Forever
In love
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Howard, sorry for not meeting you.
You never knew how stricken and bruised I was.
But I'll be waiting for you here.
I will keep your cup filled.
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Rain To Rust Kocaeli, Turkey
Turkish Post-Punk.
Miserable music for miserable people since 2018.
Mert Yıldız: Voice, Guitar, Keyboards, Programming
Ertan Aslan: Bass, Keyboards
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