Cult Songs Vol. 1

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Hello friends.

This is the very first release from 'The Death Of A Modernist'.

A massive thank you goes out to all the amazing artists who agreed to participate in this project and to all the followers of my blog. It really means a lot to me.

I hope you all enjoy Cult Songs. Please spread the word, download and share this mix tape with all your friends.

Lastly... if you enjoy any of these artists, please do support them. Any little gesture will go a long way. They are all amazingly talented and deserve your attention.

Here is to many more releases...

Much love.

T.

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released April 14, 2014

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Track Name: A Ghost Orchestra - Celebrate
:: CELEBRATE ::

You're touch warms like the burning sun
and has an everlasting grip on me
your forever mine
you're voice has been trapped
in the walls of my brain
forever mine
in my brain

you're eyes have been the light in my dark
and guided me through the grey clouds
baby I know these streets these lights
have never looked so beautiful
thankyou
your soul is beautiful
you are beautiful
celebrate
your love
celebrate
for you
celebrate
with you
celebrate
for you
celebrate
for you
celebrate
with you
celebrate
for you
celebrate my love for you
celebrate
Track Name: A Skyline On Fire - At Ease
N/A
Track Name: Barren Hope - Footprints In Sand
:: FOOTPRINTS IN SAND ::

Depressed and happy
Saddness in joy
We are footprints in sand
Here to stay now I live
Here to stay now I leave
Believe me I have tried
To lose this blood taste in my mouth
There is nothing in this place
that can make it go away
I dream of lights at the end
of the tunnel that only fades away
Track Name: Branson Hollis - Flume (Bon Iver Cover)
:: FLUME ::

I am my mother's only one
It's enough
I wear my garment so it shows
Now you know

Only love is all maroon
Gluey feathers on a flume
Sky is womb and she's the moon

I am my mother on the wall
With us all
I move in water, shore to shore
Nothing's more

Only love is all maroon
Lapping lakes like leery loons
Leaving rope burns, reddish ruse

Only love is all maroon
Gluey feathers on a flume
Sky is womb and she's the moon
Track Name: Child Care - The World Looks Like Spit (Live @ The Winchester Inn, Bournemouth)
:: THE WORLD LOOKS LIKE SPIT ::

-
The skin, the skin between your legs...
It's frightening, and it's busy.
The bugs, the bugs in your head...
They're quiet, and they're busy.

The world looks like spit on silver,
And i'm dragged along in seizures.

[I am real]

The ache, the ache in my back...
It's bitter, and it's staying.
The longing, the longing in my eyes...
It's bitter. She's not staying.

The world looks like spit on silver,
And i'm dragged along in seizures.
Track Name: Chronographs - Losing Light
:: LOSING LIGHT ::

When the curtain falls,
Lights up but I'm pinned to my seat,
Trapped in the space between these walls.
This tired body is weak,
I never thought I'd bury this,
but despite the weather, I'm getting better.

Sharing skin, stretched taut over too many bones.
Breathe it in, that welcome warmth for cold throats.
Emotional drought (crawl out from the wreckage),
Loathing self-doubt (and tend to your wounds).
Hide it away, and bandage the pain.

Tried my best to see the light,
but I'm so sick of these polarised emotions.
I've been running West for hours now,
but still not getting any closer.
To the end of things, the final call,
moving on, and letting go.
I'm turning back the hourglass,
I'm trying to make the most of this.

When the curtain falls,
Lights up but I'm pinned to my seat,
Trapped in the space between these walls.
This tired body is weak,
I never thought I'd bury this,
but despite the weather, I'm getting better.

With the distance still growing,
All that's left hangs over me.
Every night that I sleep,
Watching it play on repeat.
So with each day that goes on,
I'll watch it drift away.
Until I'm safe,
When I'm awake.

When the curtain falls,
Lights up but I'm pinned to my seat,
Trapped in the space between these walls.
This tired body is weak,
I never thought I'd bury this,
but despite the weather, I'm getting better.
Track Name: Crows​-​An​-​Wra - Eurydice
:: EURYDICE ::

It is your lust for sex.
The objectified woman and the powerless man.

It is the rapist, the murderer and the thief.
It is the bleeding intestines from years of pain alleviating drug use.

It's the birth defects of your children.
And the bulldozer that destroyed the woods you might have known so well.
It is your saviour when it attempts to fill your void, your carpal tunnel syndrome and your tumour.

It's your lust for culture
The objectified man and the powerless woman
It’s your thirst for sway and sadism
Life is ours from the heart to the table

The palace of dreams or the shanty of misery?

You might have known so well.

It is the birth defects of your children
And the bulldozer that destroyed the woods you might have known so well.
It is your saviour when he attempts to fill the void, your carpal tunnel syndrome and your tumour

It is your lust for culture
The objectified man and the powerless woman
It’s your thirst for sway and sadism
Life is ours from the heart to the table.
Track Name: Dasiden - Un Obstáculo
:: UN OBSTÁCULO ::

Te come las manos
se traga tu vida
Te arrastra y te ahoga
Elige tu propio fantasma
Una piedra que no te deje caminar
¿Cuántas veces caiste por lo mismo?
Track Name: Death of Youth - Zwanzig Lenzen
:: ZWANZIG LENZEN ::

Wie kann man stolz auf Schicksal sein?
Das Fenster offen, die Mutter weint
Falsche Hoffnung auf schnelles Geld
Der Tod der Jugend dieser kalten Welt
(2x)

Zwanzig Lenzen auf dem Buckel
Und auf dem Weg ins karge Land
Im Gepäck der Brief der Schönheit
In deren Armen er sich fand

Zwanzig Sommer in Gedanken
Die er so sorglos hat verlebt
Im Gepäck der Duft der Liebe
In deren Arme er sich sehnt

Wie kann man stolz auf Schicksal sein?
Das Fenster offen, die Mutter weint
Falsche Hoffnung auf schnelles Geld
Der Tod der Jugend dieser kalten Welt
(2x)

Wie kann man stolz auf Schicksal sein?
(4x)
Track Name: El Camino Car Crash - Atlas
:: ATLAS ::

"Who gives me the trust, to believe myself for what I’m saying? Is it really right what I do, who’s in control?
I won’t stop to be part of this, as long as I don’t know
About the things I do believe, about the things I represent, about the circle I stuck in.
The step back we make, is lead by our society.
We will dig our graves.
Atlas

I’m building my own one, right now.
We are the privileged ones I fucking curse every day.
(The cosiness and acceptance is a safe bet for our future, but not for the unlucky ones.)"
Track Name: Employed To Serve - You Looked Forever
:: YOU LOOKED FOREVER ::

You were looking straight at it
Yet you never noticed a thing
You're defeated
I think your skin
Is all you've kept on your back
And yet you gave up
They think you're pathetic
You found nothing
Yet you looked forever
You found nothing
Yet you looked forever
The weight of the world hurts
The weight of this life hurts
We never lived
We never lived
We never lived
We never lived
You were never born
You were never born
You were never born
You were never born
You gave me no hope
You made me trust in nothing
You gave me no hope.
Track Name: Enoch Ardon - El Aullido
:: EL AULLIDO ::

Un aullido en la calle y empiezas a correr
Oigo el ruido de tus nervios, veo el viento en tu cara
Esto no lo podrás parar, esto sólo tiene un final x2
Toda la fuerza se te acaba y todo eso es para mí
Ya no hay aire en tus pulmones, ya estoy encima de ti x2
No puedes comprenderlo, no puedes encerrarme, no puedes alcanzarme porque yo ya estuve allí.
No puedes abarcarlo, no puedes retenerme y no puedes ni verlo porque está dentro de mí.
Track Name: Enta - '78
:: '78 ::

The future is unwritten. the future is not set. and what we've made never goes away. Never.

urged me with visions of crippled futures,
of reaping no course from what we had sowed
when striving ended in bitter tastes,
your fervor atoned for every defeat
laid brick with mortar, and kept our fingers crossed
and prayed for rain in these godforsaken days
eyes closed, arms outstretched, we'll sink into translation,
emerging with pride, now foaming out the brim
the future is unwritten, the future is unset

I've felt this way way too many times. Dying to feel anything, mounting dismay at my own failings. Withdrawn. Disgusted. Tired. Sad. Bored. Why?
Track Name: Fero Lux - Buying Ether From The Girl Who Lives In The Cemetery
:: BUYING ETHER FROM THE GIRL WHO LIVES IN THE CEMETERY ::

These are the days we will regret looking over our shoulders, waiting on waves of waking wolves.
I wish I could trade destructive hands for daydreams of nothing but bodies of water, or flesh gripping me.

Hey, why don't you and I play a game I call "I know your address"?
Invite everyone you know, pour the gasoline, and I'll bring the matches.
Yeah it's strange how the insincere will light so quickly. We swim in the ashes.

I found you out.

Yeah, I've had this dream more than once before: I say to you, "these pigs are waiting for me at the edge of the cemetery where I have come to learn the names of everyone buried in holes that we all walk over. Now you will come to learn the names of everyone buried in holes that we've all forgotten.

These are the days we will regret looking over our shoulders, waiting on waves of waking wolves.
I wish I could trade these destructive hands for daydreams of nothing but bodies of water and flesh gripping me.
Track Name: For You.Éarth - 1917
:: 1917 ::

В наших ранах вскипала кровь,
Точила каждой каплей камни
Холодных каменных гор,
Вновь и вновь.
Год за годом, день за днём,
Час за часом, вновь и вновь
Мы добьёмся своего.

Пока Солнце садилось за горизонт,
Пока тёмные реки текли в океан,
Пока ночь погружала всё в вечный сон,
Пока на землю спускался туман
Ты спал.

Пока чёрной тенью над нами реяла смерть
В этом царстве теней,
Заглядывая нам прямо в глаза,
Пока ты спал в тепле,
Пока ты до сыта ел,
Ты не хотел ничего знать,
И ты ничего не знал.
Не знал, какие творятся дела,
Что всё что ты ценишь уже стёрто нами в песок.
Не знал, и не помнил имён,
Тех кто чего то стоил.
Даже не думал, что вся твоя жизнь просто туманный сон.

Мы сгорим в огне своих надежд,
Мы сгорим в огне своих желаний,
Над городами красное знамя.
Track Name: The Furiant - White Moth:Black Soul
:: WHITE MOTH:BLACK SOUL ::

Mind the game
We are a circle
Sequence of thought,
Now free to rot
Suspended by narratives of disillusion
Stay back. Run forth
Directions that mislead intentions awry
Mimicking that backwards dance of others indisposed
Rhythm off, all harmony gone
The warmth of horns swell
Into discord
I can not enter the frame of mind
Of the art you failed again once more
Obey the sound of the interest in
All this time, lost soul in a white moth
Stirring, never sleeping
Angles of perception
Seen by few others
Reviewed by the light and lust in your bones
Drowning in proficiency of sharpened tongues
And yet I’m dried to the bone
Dried out from senseless fighting
Stretched thin from restless worrying
I can not enter the frame of mind
Of the art you failed again once more
Obey the sound of the interest in
All this time, lost soul in a white moth
Track Name: ghost house - Cut Off The Sound
:: CUT OFF THE SOUND ::

You speak so violently
Your words are spitting flames at me
Catharsis burning
Like a solar flare
Tearing my earss
Can you be quiet now?

I asked the wrong question
I asked about being alone
Your language brings no comfort to me now
Your words become my ghost

The pyre is set aflame
Throw myself upon it along with your name
Watch the smoke rise and turn
these blue skies into black

We are so quiet now
We're both so quiet now

I don't want to hear anything now
Cut off my ears
Cut off the sound
Track Name: Gouge Away - Chemical X
:: CHEMICAL X ::

You don't have to get high to have a skull full of smoke
Don't have to drink hard liquor for your words to sound like a joke
It must not have been hard to ruin this, too
When you're so concerned with telling everyone else what to do.
Relying on weakness to defend your own strength
Jumping at the chance to call out the next to flake
Your mission's just a vicious addiction
Trading one crutch for another.
Fuck you.
Track Name: Her Stems Spiral - Every Night Is A Lie
N/A
Track Name: Hope Drone - Finite
:: FINITE ::

Finite moments, finite breath, wasted
Embracing a reason bereft of conclusion
When knowledge is misconceived as meaning, wisdom as purpose
We embrace a world that offers no hope

Born unto death
Recycle; repeat
Until the end, adrift
And nothing

Nothing

And in our search, we abandoned faith
And in our reaching, we found truth
Hope turned to ash, carried by the winds of change
We wrought to choke the world in our despair

No future but nothing

And in our search, we abandoned hope
And in our reaching, we found truth
Hope turned to ash, carried by the winds of change
We wrought to choke the world in our despair

Despair

On this day, we wake to a barren world
Relentless grey
In our knowledge, we have exhausted meaning
Human kind has crossed the line of despair
All that's left is meaningless
Track Name: HOURS - If Hindsight Is 20/20 We're Fucked
:: IF HINDSIGHT IS 20/20 WE'RE FUCKED ::

Trapped in cages / stuck in mazes.
While I’m just trying to find ways of escaping.
Clawing up walls and tearing up floors.
I was brought up and know what was right.
I was told that good days mean more than good nights.
It’s a choice between waiting or leaving alone.

These days I’m running out of time.
And it’s alright.
By all means, let’s clarify what it’s like.
To be the circled prey again, like always.
And you’re too scared to let me in, for shelter.

New attempts at old efforts - of convincing myself.
For stability, forced stability that I’m not confident in.
We drag along searching for home ground with a comforting sound.
Don’t get me wrong. It fucking kills me.

These days I’m running out of time.
And it’s alright.
By all means, let’s clarify what it’s like.
To be the circled prey again, like always.
And you’re too scared to let me in, for shelter.
When all this started to begin – I wonder…
Why all this, was useless.
Why I was always left alone.


Get yourself out that headspace. Stop being a fucking drag – yourself back, get yourself back

I tried to find some kind of resolution – some kind of conclusion.
We fall behind fighting to stay as we were. Turn it around.

These days I’m running out of time. And it’s alright.
By all means, let’s clarify what it’s like.
To be the circled prey again, like always.
And you’re too scared to let me in, for shelter.
When all this started to begin, I wonder.
Track Name: Il Mare di Ross - Considerazioni Sull'addio
:: CONSIDERAZIONI SULL'ADDIO ::

Ogni inizio ha una fine. Ogni inizio è una fine.
Ogni inizio ha una fine. Ogni inizio è una fine.
Tutto è immobile da quel giorno,
nulla è cambiato dal tuo addio.
Cosa darei per i tuoi occhi e quanto vorrei che si potesse vivere ancora
come in quella fotografia, persa nel tempo.
Cerco costantemente risposte inutili nel passato:
sogni infranti, rimpianti.
Come può far così male qualcosa che, che non c’è più?
Ogni inizio è una fine. Ogni inizio ha una fine.
Ogni inizio è una fine. Ogni inizio ha una fine.
Ogni inizio è una fine.
Track Name: I'm Dead Inside - 7th Grade In The Same Room Make Outs
:: 7TH GRADE IN THE SAME ROOM MAKE OUTS ::

Hobbling forth on broken limbs
The wounds gape and weep
as do my own eyes
Inside I'm feeling like
an old tree with few leaves left
Decrepit and gnarled branches
Decaying and soon to fall down to the earth
Such is the nature of this existence

I wasn't meant to grow in this land..only wither and die
Track Name: Ithaca - Gæst
:: GÆST ::

Don’t waste a breath on me
Take me away
I’m just a lonely ghost
With one foot in the grave

Between two worlds
I find no sleep
No need to forgive
Those who do not grieve

I’m so sorry, nothing is as it should be
There’s no place in heaven for us
For those born in misery

Endlessly you followed
I took you down to the sea.
Watched the last light leave your eyes.
Now a ghost like me.

There's nothing waiting in the sky above the trees.

I’m so sorry, nothing is as it should be
There’s no place in heaven for us
For those born in misery
I’m so sorry, there’s no rest for the weak
And nothing waiting for us in the sky above the trees

Take me away
Track Name: JohnXMcClane - November Violence
:: NOVEMBER VIOLENCE ::

Wish my mind was fucking open,
Not full of mist and fucking broken.
Twisted dreams in my skull,
Make my days a living hell.

Living hell.

My transgressions are repeating,
I'm lost and my mind's receding.
Power struggles taking hold.
Head is black.
Heart is cold.

I've lost hours,
I've lost minutes.
Given in to fucking sickness.
Tired eyes are getting heavy,
No one here can fucking save me.

I'm so fucking cold.
Track Name: Lack of Soul - Khanate Summer
:: KHANATE SUMMER ::

Putujem tamo gdje mjesto ljudima nije.
Track Name: Life Pilot - Raw Hide
:: RAW HIDE ::

We spent a month there last night.
Wasting our time in bar lines, like it was studio 54.
Right in the middle of the disco-tech hype

I am the servant to covet your drinks, that wont beg 'cause my pride isn't cheap.
I am admitting defeat at the feet of a giant.
At the feet of a giant.
Well I've found myself.

Well I've said it before and I'll say it again.
Not by chance did I spit or cough my words.

Darker than the monster.
So will you be darker than the monster upon your sleeves?

But still you piss and moan to hear your key played on my violin.

Ms. University.
Congeniality.
You will never please me that doggone easily.

Cut 'em out. Ride 'em in. Rawhide! Rawhide!
Ride 'em in. Let 'em out. Rawhide! Rawhide!

Soon we'll be livin' high.

We strut on carpets like stars, but this city ain't much.
We're not on Sunset Boulevard and our city ain't hard.
Our city ain't hard.
We're not on Crenshaw Boulevard.

And I said it first.
Yeah, we'll let it.
I said it first.
Track Name: Love in Athens - Chichen Itza, Shutter Clauses
:: CHICHEN ITZA, SHUTTER CLAUSES ::

Abject poverty blossoms through divine law and in ambiguity;
to rule as half-Christs do, to live in full truth and true beauty.
Sorrow is as follows: Lower your head and speak only when spoken to.
Swallow the daylight, it's all for your love of God.
Track Name: Magma Waves - Lord Kanamori
N/A
Track Name: Marjory Stewart-Baxter - Don't
:: DON'T ::

I've noticed your vector and that hurricane of limbs
and I already know it's between France and me

what is this stinging smell
like liquid needles
this moaning doesn't sound like french

your brain in my face
tissue against tissue
I want to throw up
I think I will

let
go
don't
stop
I don't like this game

how did I get here
the sign said "France, this way"
I don't understand

I would rather fuck a grubby tap
Track Name: Monoliths. - From The Hips (Cursive Cover)
:: FROM THE HIPS ::

I'm at my best when I'm at my worst
I'm at worst when it's not rehearsed
I don't wanna know the goddamn words
I don't wanna have to spell it out
Don't wanna mumble what i'm trying to say
I wanna scream it from my foaming mouth
Shoot out the lights and ride away

I'm at my worst when I'm at my best
I'm at my best when I'm trying to look
And think and talk and sing and read and write
Like all the rest
We're all just trying to play our rolls
In a play that runs ad nauseam
I hate this damn enlightenment
We were better off as animals, right?

We're at our best when it's from our hips
From our hips we don't give a shit
It just feels good and that's no sin
It's the only way to feel alive
The closest thing to being born again
And when baby comes it's job well done
Roll in the hay, oh roll around the sun

We're at our worst when it's from our lips
From our lips we caused a rift,
And world has fallen in
From babble to ball room brawls
Our words have formed a death sentence
And I wish that we had never talked
Our hips said it all

And I wish that we had never talked
Our hips said it all
Track Name: Northbound - Leech
:: LEECH ::

Someone that I don't know is driving me crazy.
I haven't been myself this year.
It's just a simple plan of action,
to get you back on your feet.
I appreciate your cynicism towards everyone but me.
But, I think that you should leave before this gets really ugly.

But, if you were a leech,
and you'd attach yourself to me,
I don't think that I would complain at all.

If you were a leech,
and you'd attach yourself to me,
I don't think that I'd have the right complain at all.

I'll pull you in,
drag you down with me.
And then I'll let you go.

You pulled me in,
dragged me down with you.
And then you let me go.

If you were a leech,
and you'd attach yourself to me,
I don't think that I'd have that I would complain at all.

But, I am the leech,
with your affections feeding me.
And I don't think, I have the right to complain at all. At all.

You pulled me in,
dragged me down with you.
And then you let me go.
You just let me go.
Track Name: Notre Esprit - The Petrified Forest
:: THE PETRIFIED FOREST ::

James:
Our bodies collapse!
Falling through the
shattered looking glass.

When memory fails,
and leaves fall
to the barren ground.

We close our eyes.
We shut our minds.

Anthony & Scott:
Our hearts bleed for forgotten times!

James:
We halt our thoughts.
We end our lives.

Anthony & Scott:
Our pain stems from the inside!

Anthony:
Trees

Scott:
Turn to stone.

Anthony:
Bodies

Scott:
Turn to bone.

James:
We watch the skies above the blaze.
We breathe the ash into our lungs.

Anthony:
And everything's lost.
Underneath the soil,
dead from exhaust.

Demise of hope.
Index of lies.
We all die alone.

We close our eyes.
We shut our minds.

Anthony & Scott:
Our hearts bleed for forgotten times!

James:
We halt our thoughts.
We end our lives.

Anthony & Scott:
Our pain stems from the inside!
Track Name: O - Riders On The Storm
N/A
Track Name: Other Half - Osker
:: OSKER ::

I came to Osker pretty late, and even later to your house.
But it scares me half to death, all the friends you don't have.
It can't be all that healthy looking quite so unhealthy.

But I'm cooler than he is, and I've always been that way
So come over when you say you will

Come over.
Track Name: Pariso - Pigs
:: PIGS ::

When I was given my fathers tongue, young of mind and young of heart, so naïve of the patriots who sang. I learnt that history had many hopeless roads, a thousand years of siege, a cultural disease. I can't see what's in front of me. I'll spit on the life you keep. We are bound by blood alone. Your closed mind means nothing to me. That smoke that we both know seeps through desperation, it makes me gasp, a need for respiration. I'll coat myself in oil so I'll stick to your throat. Choke on the words, choke on the words that you wrote. I can't see what's in front of me. I'll spit on the life you keep. Blood is rising to my head, trying to gain, gain some sense. You lack a forgiving hand as you bury your head in the sand. Don't sell me venom and call it tradition. A girl who sees no lines loves the place you left behind. You have the nerve to say 'go home' when you have no love for your own.
Track Name: Past Haunts - Tainted Lake
:: TAINTED LAKE ::

Holding tight to the shoreline,
with no compass in the midst of the storm,
reaching out for a guiding light;
a sign in the darkness to guide us home.

Let's dip our feet in bloodied water.

Casting lines by stone and twine,
breathlessly begging the gale to be calm.
Trading blows with the murk and flow;
a parting of ways before currents embalm.

Let's dip our feet in bloodied water,
and contemplate the price of living in repeat.
Let's dip our feet in bloodied water,
and find the means to resist.

With the ocean floor in sight, our final fears subside.
The pressure is mounting, our lungs are choked of fight.

Now tranquil but awake, and with nothing left to take;
I’ve found my footing upon the surging waves.

Let's dip our feet in bloodied water.
Track Name: Peasant - Ender
:: ENDER ::

I used to come here to feel safe.
Its been taken from me.
My inheritance taken away and given to waste.
Replaced by an empty space and a fucking bitter taste.
Born here, but a foreign tongue tells me,
I don't belong here,
My family removed.
Washed out and washed up,
On the outskirts.
I feel the biting cold from both sides.
Yet you wonder why.
Hope fades away to never reappear.
Left at the city gates.
Like a leper.
Track Name: Regarde - The Rain
:: THE RAIN ::

When everything I’ve done will fade away,
I’ll try not to forget better days.
I’ll get back for what is worth.

I’ll move away, but until that day
I’ll move away, just to take some time for me.

The rain makes everything seems so blur, so colorless
And i can’t keep my mind from this.

When everything I’ve done will fade away,
I’ll try not to forget better days.

The sun is rising behind your faces,
I’ll get back for what is worth.
Track Name: régresser - A Knot In Your Back
:: A KNOT IN YOUR BACK ::

EVER BOARD A PLANE AND HOPE IT BURIES YOU IN THE GROUND? TONIGHT'S IN-FLIGHT IS A ROM-COM, SUSPENSEFUL, TEAR JERKIN’ THRILLER. A REAL LIFE DRAMA, END OF YOUR LIFE SIMULATION. SCIENTISTS HAVE FOUND A CURE FOR PAIN, UP NEXT ON SICK SAD WORLD. YOU GOT A KNOT IN YOUR BACK ROUGHLY THE SIZE OF MY FIST. YOU GOT SCRATCHES IN YOUR CHEST AND YOU'RE COUGHING UP IN FITS. YOU WEAR YOUR SUIT LIKE A CHILD, UNCONCERNED WITH THE FIT. YOU GOT A GLASS SMILE AND MATCHING SHOES TO GO WITH IT. THESE VEINS ARE HOT WIRED, FEEDING YOUR THOUGHTS TO MY WALLET. BETWEEN BOREDOM AND RESENTMENT IT ALL FEELS THE SAME AT SOME POINT. WE'VE GOT A PROFILE DESCRIPTION, WE GOT LEARNER DRIVERS WITH SOUTHERN CROSSES, WE'VE GOT SELF-ENTITLEMENT, WE SMOTHER AND RUIN WHILE WE PUSH FORWARD BUT PROGRESSION IS PENDING DEPENDING ON YOUR SOUL… TAKE IT SLOW. MAYBE INCREDULOUS CYNICISM, MAYBE THE TRUTH BITES A HOLE RIGHT THROUGH YOUR HAND. THIS IS THE LIFE YOU CAN SAVE. CONSUME IT ALL AND CONSUME SOME MORE FOR ME. IT’S MY JOB TO MAKE YOUR BODY A COMMERCIAL SUCCESS. NO IT WONT DECOMPOSE, YOU'RE GONNA OUTLIVE US ALL. AND KEEP THE PEACE, AND KEEP A PIECE FOR YOURSELF. I'M A RUDE LITTLE SCRATCH. I'M A KNOT AND A KNIFE IN YOUR BACK.
Track Name: Setsuna - Paper Wolves
:: PAPER WOLVES ::

The echoing of howling- you say that I need help but you’re not offering
I thought we watermarked these pages but its only paper and its tearing

And you’ve left me in the snow and it's not melting anymore
And now I’m in the cold coming up with reasons (for me to live for)

You folded me into a paper airplane
A dead letter sent away and forgotten
And now you want me to just return damaged
I won’t be blind to all of these frayed ends

But when did it change? I thought we’d never stray
I was a fool to think that the bonds we shared would never rip away
Do you really wish me well and hope that I’m okay?
Or do you whimper and hang your head at the thought of sincerity?

This vicious cycle- you want to unfold but I’m crumpling
So I’ll just bare my teeth, a wolf just like you- I know what’s coming

You’re hungry like them I know you’re not harmless
But I’ve learned to not feed into your starving
They’re just paper cuts and I’ll keep on healing
Meet me at the door when you stop howling
Track Name: Sleep Beggar - Stitching
:: STITCHING ::

It’s in the stitching

Creeps snatching my wrists
Whilst I’m stumbling in the mist
Poisoned promises made of swill and piss
I stay with verbs because they take the lead
In hopes of blot clots and inner peace

A patient patient, slave to this disease
Give me your arms embrace and I would kiss the back of your knees
Excrete this closure, until it’s blank as paper
In desiring you more than I could favour
I eat dinner for three whenever I get depressed
That comfort food gives me insight into human excess

It’s in the stitching

You used to say hating people for their mistakes is what makes your life worth living.
I can’t abide by that. So whoever’s life I’m living this song through, thank you.

It’s in the stitching
Track Name: Smith Woodward - Jesus Juice
:: JESUS JUICE ::

The more you say the less i feel alive
Who said our love wasn't electric

Lets just see this through

Love can bore your heart out, i'm left swimming in your eyes because you used to be my rock when i got home.

Your drifting off the tracks, don't go fishing for food in a swimming pool man.

Until this moment i believed that you saved me, but until this moment i can't seem to work you out.

Crossed tracks
Cut their rivers off
Oh please don't tell me that were the same

Were you aware of this effigy

Now here's where the fun starts, i've burnt all my bridges because my friends are all fake.

So bury me alive but don't be seen running
bury me alive but don't be seen running

Testing, testing 1.2. are you there at the foot of a broken oath

are you speaking to a blind man with daggers it makes no difference, please don't call me
makes no difference so don't call me scary

Your so damn content

No more accusation, no more false hope, no more dreaming about the past because i know exactly what i'm here for.
Track Name: Sound The Ruin - Instrument
:: INSTRUMENT ::

Believe in a better world.
Born of love.
Not born from the bullets of war, but...
Born from the blood of sacrifice

Where there is hatred, let me sew love.

We're throwing molotovs at the fire.

It's in giving we receive,
It's in pardoning that we are pardoned
It's in dying that we are born.

There is hope.
There is hope for a better world.

Make me an instrument of thy peace.
Tuned like a string for a symphony.
The song of heaven waits.

Hope in B flat screams at full blast,
screaming like a black hole.
What started as a tiny crack will tear open
to sing a new song, we'll sing a new song.

In Him there is hope.

Your kingdom come, your will be done;
on earth as in heaven.

Bring heaven home.
Every breath, your love
Break me.
Track Name: Svalbard - Flightless Birds
:: FLIGHTLESS BIRDS ::

Our human ways
how they betray
the controlled perfection that machines create

So desperately preferred like fantasy
So tirelessly pursued like God
But the race of desire will never finish
Because discontent prevails in us

Against reality
Against love
Against the hope that this would be enough

But delusion remains to tantalise
and to nurture your distracted side
til life becomes a destruction site
You tear the truth apart to find
A single shred of hope outside

Outside reality
Outside of love
Into dreams of what we 'could' become
Outside reality
Outside. Of. Love.

I burn this flame for you
A light that holds no hope
A flame that gives no heat

I burn this flame for you
A spark that goes unnoticed
A pain with no release


Keep within your clouded sight
a bird in flight
a burning light
that never gets closer
that never arrives.
Track Name: Svffer - Orphan
:: ORPHAN ::

The fear of the darkness
The victims scream in pain
An awful stream scratches
No one knows its name

The waiters in shadows
A shine shows a hell
Roll of honor 's hanging
With names on no one tells

Gloom
Craves light
Screams
Fade slight

Stealing the beauty
Protests for slaves
Hushing makes equal
Till light calls out slay

In fear of the darkness
The victims scream ''pain''
By an awful stream scratching
No one knows its name

Slay them for hunger
Slay those who are brave
Slay the collective
Till no one is honest
And gloom fills the veins

Screaming reaches no one
Cause gloom dusts the veins

Alone.
Track Name: Take Hand - Against The Grain
:: AGAINST THE GRAIN ::

I've been here before and I'm never coming back / will I learn from my mistakes or get caught up in the trap? / the weight of this burden is bending my knee / but it will never destroy me / I've decided to run this race against the grain until I die / will I survive if the water keeps rising / will I surive if I lose my grip / will I surive if hope is all that I have left / will I survive if I'm feeding myself with regret / will I survive / live this life without fear it's all we have / take hold of peace with an open hand / defend the broken and the weak - feed the need / breathing is a luxury / I've decided to run this race against the grain until I die
Track Name: Teething - Shot In The Fucking Head
:: SHOT IN THE FUCKING HEAD ::

Congrats, you live in a shithole
You burnt your bridge, I don't give a fuck
Diss me, stab me, shock me, fuck me, rape me, I won't care
You complain but nice fucking phone

So you're from a bad hood and you live your life poor
I grew up in the suburbs in a nice neighborhood
Talking trash, making jokes, you're making me sick
Your rants are a bore and your mouth is full of shit

Judge me once, judge me twice, you ain't had it hard
Tough street fights and ghetto nights ain't impressing me
No one chooses where they're born but now I choose this gun
Charge my ammo, load 'em up
and now you're on the floor 'cause you're shot in the fucking head
Track Name: Terror Eyes - Cult Of Bacchus
:: CULT OF BACCHUS ::

We've been searching for reasons to give them another chance but they show no affection towards our honesty and generosity. Its never enough, you're so hard to please. You take me for granted, what about the seeds we've planted? Time and time again suspended in the wind, this moment hangs in the air. Ill cut the lights out, don't want to reach despair. (We've all done this before, just open your eyes. How can't you see?
Track Name: Thy Solace - Eyes That See Too Much Lose The Will To See
:: EYES THAT SEE TOO MUCH LOSE THE WILL TO SEE ::

lifeless shore and wasted days
I just sit back and watch what happens
how did i get here? I just want to leave
caged in my own world
and throw the key away

my head aches, wish to be dead
its all so frightnening useless
improve myself, but for what?
is there something I really care about?

I saw death and it gave me birth
I'm riding the pale horse
a closed door that cant be opened
an open gate that can't be closed
why should I believe you?
am I supposed to care?
a blue fire warm me up inside
how can I call this "life"?

carrying the burden of guilt. It's my role to play
I'm trapped inside a blind hole, I can't reach the light anymore

god I'm still waiting for that sign to come, can you hear me?
drowning in my fears, I can't swim 'cause I'm too afraid
I hoped for nothing. And yet I lived in expectation

doomed to failure bonded to nothing
it's all nonsense to me
scared of what I could became
there's nothing left for me
son of my mistakes
I get what I deserve
Sinking in a lake of sorrow
Soaked in my sin

carrying the burden of guilt. it's my role to play
god I'm still waiting for that sign to come, can you hear me?
I hoped for nothing I'm so afraid

how can I live without caring what's next
the future suffocate these moments I try to live
will I ever be saved from this?
from this pain I have
will I ever find a reason to live?
I got the answers but I keep lying to myself
Track Name: Unconditional Arms - As The Fog Lifts
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Track Name: The Watermark High - Weak End
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Track Name: Wildernessking - Flesh
:: FLESH ::

When I was flesh
I dreamt of death
The sweetest end
Pale and lifeless
But then I rose
With eyes devil red
Swine of tomorrow
Malignant will
May we feast from empty sockets
Come hyenas, come vultures!
Let it rain
Let it rain
Wash away
Wash away
A howl for blood
In atrocious form
Language so old
So sick and vile
And it must be said
And it must be done
A spirit awakened
Here we are flesh
Remember!
Grip of fangs
Rip of beaks
Honour the call
Cover the bones
In the bowels of despicable man
All nightmares have now come true
Track Name: Withers - Inflame. Exhume. Resign.
:: INFLAME. EXHUME. RESIGN.

I'm a hoarder I hoard
I don't collect nor do I sort
others delivered I had to abort
inflamed - exhumed - resigned
mental hygiene?
I chose the obscene, beeing obsessed with extremes
reveal the unsung mention the unspoken

despite the fact of getting upset
see through the loop and find the truth
for me - to us - with you

not to rely on remedy
this solitude is peaceful
come close and see
find the horrified in me
no serenity
hear the unsung
speak the unspoken
keep telling them
Track Name: The World At A Glance - Function
:: FUNCTION ::

We tire!
under the statement
expired
all reason to calculate
schematics
its down to the wire and
everything is not under control

with foresight
with total precision
with energy
with lack of response
with ability
completed objectives
past, present and the future

to fail and flail (to fail and flail!)

the mission?
avoided at all costs
priority!
no room for safety
who did
we leave behind?
who was left behind?

punch in!
the code for the wall
you tell me
it has no meaning at all
it has no meaning!
yet we still shout at each other!

to fail and flail, to fail and flail

WE TIRE!
Track Name: YoshiTonic - Universe Coagulation
:: UNIVERSE COAGULATION ::

Clot in your head
Feed in the hallucinogen
No one can move mountains in a day(John Cusak's one liners cant save anyone)
Track Name: Yusuke - Home Is Where The Heart Is, So Consider Me A Zombie
:: HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS, SO CONSIDER ME A ZOMBIE ::

This flame inside of me ignites in the shape of you, but is trenched in the waves of leaving not the first and definitely not the last time.
Rip these fucking thoughts out my head and give me the ones I had before.
I can’t live another day knowing that I can’t look back without doubt.

My heart is filled with people who won’t listen!

So I guess I am better off if this all ends.
Get your hand out of my pocket, I am no means to an end.
Is empathy really something you have to be explained?
Compassion over greed any day.
You could learn a thing or two from that.