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Anomaly
01:28
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Huntress
03:27
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We both know. Exactly where this is going. If we don’t stop we’re going to crash. Smashed into the windshield my glass shard smile bleeds your name. I’ll carve this moment into your mouth. I’ll carve this moment into my brain. We both know. That it’s rooted deep in my bones. My whole life I just wanted to be alone. She’s the one. She’s the one with gouged out eyes. Staring at me in my sleep. And she’s keeping me awake, while she screams. Please. This bitter sweet moment can only last so long before everything goes wrong. So mercy please kill me. Torture my mind i’ve got nothing but time. I’ve got nothing but time and you on my mind. I cannot eat, I cannot sleep. At this rate you’ll be the death of me. I’m addicted to your movements. The way your silhouette sways. I can’t contain myself any longer. I’m in dire straits. I’ll always be there watching from afar. Dreading the day I’ll get close enough. Close enough to tear you apart. This is how life ends. Blood covered hands covering your life’s plans. I didn’t mean for it to end this way. I didn’t mean for it to end this way. And i’m begging, and i’m pleading. Don’t you ever say you’re leaving. I can’t let you go, I can’t let you go. Oh god what have I done. What have I done.
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I’m sorry but i’ve hit the wall and I can’t go on. This may be a shock to some, but i’ve had enough i’m done. Whoever finds this letter understand it never got better. I don’t know what drove me to this. Must be sick I guess. This is all I think and this is all I feel. How could someone say that these thoughts are not real. This is all I think and this is all I fear. Why is no one helping me get out of here. All I can think about is what’s in front of me. All I can think about is what’s just out of reach. All I can think about is what’s in front of me. All I can think about is who I wish I could be. You’ve all repeated the same words over. They are all worthless, they’ve lost their power. Keep your head up, move forward it gets better. What can I say I guess i’m just a coward. What makes you think
after all the things you said I could ever recover from a life of regret. An endless abyss I wish I could forget. You all turned your backs when I needed you most. Sorry for causing you all this pain. This will be the only thing that I won’t regret. Now and forever goodbye. Goodbye, now and forever. I let you down one last time.
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Nineteen
03:26
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Misery/Tragedy
03:08
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You’d think life would be worth living. But in the end it’s just a burden we’ve been given. When the blood dries, when the momentum dies. When it’s all been said and done. When my time has come. You’d think life would be worth living. But in the end it’s just a burden we’ve been given. Taken. When I pass out, when I pass on. Don’t you dare resuscitate me. Let my final breath escape my lungs. Let me freeze in this cold cold world. Misery, tragedy, these things aren’t new to me. It’s a never ending cycle. How could a memory cripple me so easily. Someone lift me from this curse. Did I hit the ground yet, or am I still falling. Is it the vertigo that’s killing me, or have I been dead this whole time. Have I been dead this whole time. Have I been wasting my life.
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All hail the new born king. Oh the sorrows he will bring. Hosanna they cry. They give themselves to this child. A bastard born in bethlehem. The population has been condemned. They bow their heads and praise this beast. As he seals our fate at his final feast. His words will be sickness, his message poison. Minds will corrode. None of you are god’s chosen. A false prophet is born on this day. Millions will die in his name. Every victim consumed by flames. Oh holy jesus you will die in vain. You will spread disease with your gospels. A crown of thorns is your only right. All hail the new born king. Oh the sorrows he will bring. Hosanna they cry. They give themselves to a devil in disguise. A bastard born in bethlehem. The population has been condemned. They bow their heads and praise this beast. As he seals our fate while we’re on our knees. A sickening creation. A walking plague. We will never repeat your mistakes. Nothing slips through our fingers. Religion will burn in the fires of free thinkers. Threaten me once more with Hell, i’ll be seeing you there. Your sins outweigh your prayers. Ora pro nobis, dying words of a christian pig. Now may your followers drown in it. We bow no more. We pray no more. You will fall from grace and take your rightful place beneath our feet.
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My Home, The Catacombs Toronto, Ontario
My Home, The Catacombs is a deathcore/hardcore band from Toronto, Ontario that gives the listeners the heaviest music possible live and in the studio. The combination of more technical deathcore and hardcore breakdowns gives you the chance to destroy in the pits. With the cut throat vocals, in your face low guitars, and blast beats, there will be no lack of brutality from this Canadian band. ... more
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