1. |
This Mournfulness
06:49
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how treaserous they are, these stitches
tied on hidden places of your mind
suddenly pulling on you
a thrilling pain
piercing marrow and bone
ropes that gave you safety and shelter
up until now
dragging you into the deep
digging you into that detested instability
this mournfulness
suddenly blazing
suffocating everything
no connection
no simper
an unknown species
defeat
a pain deep inside
seeking its trail
to the exterior
the being
coating everything
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2. |
Lifelong
09:25
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why doesn't it work to strip these ankles
as it normally does
that fuckin hidden thread pulling
against my conscience
at every turn, so many years after
after I thought that was past life
past life where no one cared
what do you think is the result
of that struggling for acceptance
struggling for respect
just to be seen
it's a total retraction
a permanent fight for existence
never showing weakness
in grave self-protection
I won't ever be what you expected
I don't care
open your eyes and get this
get this or set me free
I see selfishness
I see distrust
unsatisfied illusions
creating frustration
this is pitiful
It's almost impossible to imagine how it could be
in a different way
can't accept that situation of stagnancy, ignorance
better end up this
maybe, I'm gonna try some more
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3. |
Puppets
04:23
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hanging on that filthy roof
of elected manipulation
carefully prepared to swallow
these sweet pills of satisfaction
an involuntary desire
a well working placebo
some choking
but then
nothing but silence
a slight relief
knowing to be incapable
to break these walls anyway
and so it goes
on and on
this game with no feet on the ground
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4. |
Reverence
10:50
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so much spirit to live
in that dark black hole
of hopelessness
you never complied
you'll never do
where to find that power
when all sources are dried out
how to find that light spot
if there is nothing
for what?
all this fighting
what's your wage?
do you still feel yourself?
who allowed to steal your life?
who allowed to keep you away from living?
from living your dreams
they don't listen
they are leaving
they see another person
keeping you behind
moving you from what you are
they told you dead
is this easier?
the easier way?
I see you crawling
struggling
searching for that solid ground
bringing you down on your knees
crying, smiling
I'm left with reverence
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DRUMA Hamburg, Germany
Blackened atmospheric postmetal/sludge from Hamburg.
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