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eat my heart out
03:09
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Fill me in past sin, this admission * And may my soul be stolen this night * So sincere I’ll bleed towards submission * So secure I’ll pose no fight * (Not if I could) * Saying what you will to me * Provisions yield depravity * Derisions sway me not one little bit * (So take me, make me) * That which you are, I’ll soon be * Weeping siren of the night, Come possess me, test me * That which you are- calls to me * I implore you, bloodless love, set me free *Fill my limbs with pins and desire * Quench this fire with your love * ‘Till my heart it beats no longer * Until my heart holds no blood * ?Use me up and lay me down * To hell and six feet underground *Until I climb back up, I’m out of breath * (So take me, make me) * That which you are, I’ll soon be * Weeping siren of the night, Come possess me, test me * That which you are- calls to me * I implore you, bloodless love, set me free * That which you are, It’s killing me * Slake your hunger on my heart, come and taste me, take me * That which you are sets me free, darkest dove *All that you are, bloodless love, let me be *
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Devil's cain (acoustic)
02:12
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So sure of your sacrifice * You’ve payed in blood * While cabbages may sate the slain * I’m your God. * Cry to the barren land * As an exhile should * Like Lillith lay before no man * No know love * To the garden, furthermore * Nevermore to feel my wings * I, tender, cultivate you * Nurse your pride, and curse this night * Of your life, On this world * Few may find this figment fraud * To fall, as I… * As I…
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Uncertain
02:33
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Understand, where I stand, where it is I come from when I say it’s for the best * For both of us in time to see through everything that’s come from our emotional distress * (you know it’s for the best) * Few have come so far on such short notice, I myself have fallen short among the finest quitters * Your focus I commend, but my nostalgia’s met it’s resting place alone among the dead * (I rest my weary head) * I’m certain that you’re not so certain, now the tides have turned * Your curtain call, the rise and fall will come with or without you, lover * Never second chances, as you’re staring at the time you die a little more inside * Within your mind I hope to find you all alone and comfortable, I brought a gift * A crate of nitroglycerine * So go and blow yourself to pieces after I’m away, or you can blow me if you so prefer it * As fire and Ice will coincide, and in the dark you’re hiding, there is more to coincidence than life * I’m certain that you’re not so certain, now the tides have turned * Your curtain call, the rise and fall has come along now after all * Come brighter days, none weary rest, we’ll be there right beside you in our post-apocalyptic confidence * I am dead and gone, uncertain, so unstrung, my song is left unsung for you to hear today * The end of times have come and gone, but you were sleeping- there is nothing left- to say * I’m certain that you’re not so certain, now the tides have turned * Your curtain call, the rise and fall will come with or without you, lover *
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Your God (My mouth)
03:46
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Bite my knuckles, nag this suspicion * The world is staring at me and never turns away * from front to back in the visions * erase this life before you could be lead astray * Break me, what is left are decisions * Read before this crowd, like my eyes betray * Your secrets left in submission * The world is staring at me and never turns away * Bite my knuckles, nag this suspicion * Your god feeds from my mouth * I find it hard to believe your silence never knew me * You prove to me each time you look right through me * That your god feeds from my mouth * You never knew me * Rend these limbs and bank on dismay * You know we deserve just what was given * Risk my life for pains on parade * I’ll wave it all away * you sunk your teeth in all too deep this time * inside my body there’s a flood, and you are drowning * I’ll wave it all away * Rend these limbs and bank on dismay * Your god feeds from my mouth * I find it hard to believe your silence never knew me * You prove to me each time you look right through me * That your god feeds from my mouth * You never knew me * There isn’t time to hide, for every time I’ve trusted * Every piece inside that wasn’t yours * You killed away * Past frail to faithless * A breath inhaled to warn me of this sickness you call hope * I wouldn’t know * Your god feeds from my mouth * I find it hard to believe your silence never knew me * You prove to me each time you look right through me * That your god feeds from my mouth * You never knew me *
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The burns we hide
02:01
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Callous touching liberally left behind. Strychnine concrete kisses, cold and loveless- you rape me in your disregard. Limelight lines blistered, bitter track marks, smiling restless whispers shifting down my spine. You bruise me battered, in your sterile lack of touch, I lock you deep inside my pain, so every breathless sufferance feels as if it’s by your hand. I crave your coarse, reserved regret. Rejecting me relentlessly should spare you not one restless night. Not one neglectful false apologetic word can fall between your lips in time to save what might have been. Between us lies my rift of roses, needle sharp and blackened, flecked with wordless stains of blood and cast aside, as you have left me countless times. Are you hearing this? And are you feeling me? For once I’m not afraid. For once I’m not alone… No thanks to you. [For once I’m not alone. X4]
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Rest in Satin Silence Dunedin, Florida
All content by Zillah Dryke, unless otherwise stated.
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