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A dope sick life strings you along.
You won’t miss me when I’m gone.
Love is a neural signal, nothing but an electric current running through organic mass.
Insatiable hunger, painful desire.
Serotonin floods the brain from birth
A dopesick life strings you along and inevitably after so many days circumstance finds
you and cuts the cord.
A dopesick life strings you along, you won’t miss me when I’m gone.
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God has given this turning Earth
My hands crack and bleed
The bloodied wheel rolls across eternity
Night has come at last to claim what is left
Laid down, laid low
Jason mask on my face
Loced out and cocky
On some bust a bitch teeth out like we playing hockey
Get the fuck out my space I don’t like your energy
I’m the queen of dark but you bitches weird as me
I put that on my momma
Hoes spiritual and damaged
Meditate my ass off still I’m super ratchet
I’m learning all my triggers while I’m hammered it’s a challenge
They call me Devil’s daughter for a reason now they have it
I swear to God. Do you believe in God?
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When survival is the only thing I care
The only thing I hear is despair
For how long I don’t know
When a pile of shit is on
As always I plant on
The flowers to its tomb
How can I try to stand on steadily on the floor of ignorant judgmental debate?
Bullets from faces to passports.
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Lockstep Bloodwar
05:24
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Careening trajectory, replicating forever
As it plummets the layers peel away
Gravity meets despair
Crashing in a twisted heap into the mountain
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things
which escape those who dream only by night.
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Across a yawning chasm
stars blink out
constellations undone
heaven smears into a blur
the world is a sightless pit
If you wanna I can persuade
Thieving zombies make you my slaves
Chain and ashes kerosene and matches
Screams no-one else can hear but me
Aha! Voices tell me I’m listening I’m listening I’m listening
Hold out the pain hard of breeze razor blades
Hand grenades murderous dapping
And king got real
I’m listening
Chest breathing heart beating
the masses a victim I get them
Inflict them tricking a victim
Pace back and forth
Forth and back with my axe
Filth and my sweat pound my head
Can’t forget in the act I’m disease there’s no hope
Cause I’m draped and I’m blood soaked
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False Epiphany, empty jar.
The low orbit of an unhinged sun.
Endless expanse at your feet
Serendipitous acts
Turn the clock
Worldly Ambivalence
Looms overhead
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Shiv (feat Crownovhornz)
03:14
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Spat forth on the pavement
No reason revealed for a mission
You live and die on the cross
For your ideals and moral convictions
Though I don’t know the date
I know death is the fate
Wont be broke and showing up late
I’m throwing my gang and stacking my plate
Up with the trash and crumbled up cash we scratch and we scrape
They tossing my cell I sharpen my nails a mask on my face
And if my babies make so much as a peep
We leaving you dead open your head smoking out in the heat
How did we end up living this way, Innocence given away
It felt like a minute you looking away, your youth will get taken away
The original plot is estranged, It got lost on the way
To your bottom shelf casket and grave
Vaguely distracted, enslaved
Hunt by the moon, ether and debt keep me awake
Ain’t slippin’ don’t trip, grip on my hip, it’s fashioned with tape
And we be hunched from the pain, may this bullshit be in vain
The hunger that painfully aches, if not for my brothers to gain
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Fell sword rending the empath shield
Splinters rain into a flooded ditch
Higher ground is held
You suffocate on defeat and see nothing
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Across a yawning chasm
the stars blink out
constellations undone
heaven smears into a blur
the world is a sightless pit
Celestine fabric woven of old dreams
These are not my dreams
This is not my voice
Mother of an old world
Grasping in the dark
Holding to her clutch
A string of dreams
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Sightless Pit Rhode Island
Sightless Pit is the project of duo Lee Buford (The Body) and Dylan Walker (Full of Hell). Buford and Walker are born collaborators, known for their ability to subvert musical expectations, transcend genre and plunge headlong into the unknown. The duo shares an affection for rhythm-based beat music, disparate electronic genres, dub, as well as darkly-hued atmospheric ambience. ... more
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