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Ox
01:51
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[Instrumental]
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2. |
Trash
03:43
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Just throw me away with all the other waste
Just throw me away no need to hesitate
Before it gets better it'll get worse
I wanna decay, you can say that I'm trash
Dispose
Reject
Neglect
Forget
Toss me aside with the rest of the scum
You can pile it high and then watch it burn
Just throw me away, with all the other waste
Just throw me away, no need to hesitate
Before it gets better it'll get worse
I wanna decay, you can say that I'm trash
Toss me aside with the rest of the scum
You can pile it high and then watch it burn
You can bury me
Deep in the dirt
Diseased and broken I'm without worth
I want the rust to consume my bones
I tried and failed to accept my curse
Before it gets better it's gonna get worse
Trash
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3. |
Death Debt
04:14
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A captive of routine
Again they tell me that it's all right
Suck it up, push it down, spit it out now
Then they tell me it's a new day
With every step I take, I still drift away
A debt till death, a debt for life
A debt till death, a debt for life
A debt till death, no end in sight
A debt till death, a debt for life
A captive of routine
I'm still counting all the bad days
Like they're all some way by side
I try to smile but the pain stays
Even though I've kept it all out of sight
A debt till death, a debt for life
A debt till death, a debt for life
A debt till death, no end in sight
A debt till death, a debt for life
A prisoner of comfort
Can I get a fresh start
Navigating circles
Is taking my world apart
So we're dancing on the edge now?
Might as well keep a blindfold on my eyes
Just so we're all on the same page
Will this still carry on if one of us dies?
A captive of routine
A prisoner of comfort
Can I get a fresh start
Navigating circles
Is taking my world apart
A debt till death, a debt for life
A debt till death, a debt for life
A debt till death, no end in sight
A debt till death, a debt for life
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4. |
The Face
04:24
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What you wanna be
What you wanna do
A feeble minds one point of view
Overcompensate
To propagate our pain
The drones of hive mind follow you
This is
This is the face of the future
This is
Your resting place, a failure from the start
This is
This is the face of the future
This is a gold embrace, a failure to the end
It's time to reap what you have sown
Corruptions gift unto the worm
A tribute to the lies you sold
Now follow Crassus and swallow gold
This is
This is the face of the future
This is
Your resting place, a failure from the start
This is
This is the face of the future
This is a gold embrace, a failure to the end
From stars to ground we shot
Tremendous photo op
This is
This is the face of the future
This is
Your resting place, a failure from the start
This is
This is the face of the future
This is a gold embrace, a failure to the end
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5. |
Nostrum Nepenthe
05:35
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I see the fear in your eyes
And smell the sweat on your skin
I hear the prayers on your tongue
You feel the present sinking in
Blood is my reward
The call of the void
The moment is gone
Blood is my reward
The call of the void
The moment is gone
Try to convince yourself
A Nostrum
Lie to convince yourself
Nepenthe
If death is the only fate you seek
Relinquish your souls embrace
If you're romanticizing the end
Maybe you just want a taste
Blood is my reward
The call of the void
The moment is gone
Blood is my reward
The call of the void
The moment is gone
The fires are all but put out
What's left unscathed is your shame
A cage of skin and dust that you came from came from
Foundations built from disdain
Built from your pain
Pain
Feel or be numb
Heal or succumb
Blood is my reward
The call of the void
The moment is gone
Blood is my reward
The call of the void
The moment is gone
Try to convince yourself
A Nostrum
Lie to convince yourself
Nepenthe
I wish to never harm myself this vow will never fade
The only cuts I'd make are all the ties that we had made
I take my heed and leave in peace and once again I'm whole
A liberation of my soul with flesh I still control
I wish to never harm myself this vow will never fade
The only cuts I'd make are all the ties that we had made
I take my heed and leave in peace and once again I'm whole
A liberation of my soul ...
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6. |
Terminal Fate
04:54
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He's not taking last requests
Now your chances drop to zero
He's an overpowered coward with something to prove
Wanna be a hero?
He stands for a futile era
Gotta prove this is what he's owed
Got plenty of time to kill right now
Looking to unload
Give him a reason
He won't be ignored
I don't bleed for pride
I just bide my time
I'm not worth the dirt
From which this martyr was born
I don't bleed for pride
I just bide my time
Maybe I'll find my worth
And take away my own hurt
Basing fear on a blood tradition
Conservation of my dying religion
Another sinking ship to rest my faith
Another hill to die on
Anchored in the past with chips on his shoulders
He's the one who put them in place
Salivating for a chance to protect and serve
An education in hate
"I don't wanna be forgotten.
Now you'll see who has the power."
Eradication based on worthless dogma
To have fame for the hour
Give him a reason
He won't be ignored
I don't bleed for pride
I just bide my time
I'm not worth the dirt
From which this martyr was born
I don't bleed for pride
I just bide my time
Pray I find my worth
And take away my own hurt
Give him a reason
He won't be ignored
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7. |
Bitterness of Life
03:53
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"It's a playful dance with the end, like flirting with your own doom. Play torture!"
A hollowed hope
That's still beyond our reach
Our empty words are prey for what we preach
A fading will beneath a welcomed end
Are we content, while we pretend?
Hoping we can slip through fate's hand
Is this a lie, that I've had enough of life?
Are we all left with no choice but sacrifice?
Is this a lie, that I've had enough of life?
In vain, we all taste the bitterness of life
A deafened plea of what we're owed
Both mind and flesh in undertow
Sinking currents, but still chained in its sway
As the grip that holds us tightens
We invite our own decay
A rising voice that whispers words
With every thought an awful cost
By my own hand
I will find
This is not
The end
Is this a lie, that I've had enough of life?
Are we all left with no choice but sacrifice?
Is this a lie, that I've had enough of life?
In vain, we all taste the bitterness of life
"It's a playful dance with the end. Like flirting with your own doom. Play torture"
like torture play with your very own doom"
"Engaging in a flirtatious dance with the end, almost as if taunting your own certain doom."
"They enjoy the play torture"
Is this a lie, that I've had enough of life?
Are we all left with no choice but sacrifice?
Is this a lie, that I've had enough of life?
In vain, we all taste the bitterness of life
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MORTAL REALM Seattle, Washington
MORTAL REALM is a multi-genre project with an industrial core by Adam V. Jones, who has contributed to the music projects Haex and Sterling Silicon.
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Extremely proud of Haex, and working with Sarah Graves
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