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Ecto
04:31
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Tormented Am I.
Bound Eternal To These Halls And Corridors.
Knowing Only One Thing;
I Can Never Leave.
You Feel But Cant See.
You Hear But Cant Speak.
As My Footsteps Clearly Echo Through These Walls And Floorboards.
Your Lungs Refuse To Breathe.
Crying Out Such Cryptic Phrases,
As If I Have No Choice.
I Am Angry,
I Am Sad,
Innocent,
And I Am Mad.
My Energy So Dark I Leave Cold Spots In The Air.
So Black And Inky, On The Back Of Your Neck,
Stands Hundreds Of Prickly Hairs. In fact, so frightening.
I Am Angry,
I Am Sad,
Innocent,
And I Am Mad.
You Dare Not Tamper, With My Decor.
Or My Arrangements, Aesthetic Sores.
Provocation Retorted By Manifestation
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Letting Go
05:11
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It's times like these
When the sound of silence takes over the sound of the fall.
I bow to one knee undeservingly.
But death was all that I wanted.
There was no future in life for me just a boy with a gun.
No mistakes! No memories!
But it was there on the front lines where I took a mans life.
I felt so cold on the inside.
Another heart turned to stone on the inside.
Far from the shore fear and doubt are banished.
Allowing myself to find the king within me.
Evil left its mark never giving me a rest.
No light on this world of man. I am the reaper.
I gather your blood.
But in the goblet of fire that flows like a flood.
I scream into the heavens, that I am innocent.
But the pain I've gathered in me will be laid to rest.
For that is the core of existence.
Letting go of love and hope.
Witness my anger resisting to die.
I am alive.
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Accepting Mistake
05:16
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I feel so scared so nervous that this wasn't my path.
Show me a sign are you fucking real!?
Tell me this time it was real.
I put my heart in the palm of your hands.
But all the time we spent was wasted,
to shape me, create me, and mold me.
Everything in me was in you!
No greater disappointment than truth.
Everything in me was in you!
There's no time for discussions when I'm fucking dead.
I'm fucking dead!
I cried so many endless nights,
too many fucking nights,
just wishing you'd bring me home.
I put my heart in the palm of your hands.
I gave you every part of me. Never knowing you're the enemy.
I feel so scared so nervous that this wasn't my path.
Show me a sign are you fucking real?
Scared and nervous that this wasn't your path.
Show me a sign are you wasting my time?
I'm believing within myself.
There's no option but fate.
To live your life to accept mistake.
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Allotropy Flint, Michigan
Allotropy Was Spawned From The Remnants Of The Late "Before The Fall Of Man". After countless lineup/set changes, 2 hiatuses, and four years of laboring to bring you our vision... Were here... For Good. Hold on to your asses. With an onslaught of all metal and hardcore genres grinding at your ears meshed with perpetual beauty of jazz-fusion and other non-metal types, we will continue to drop jaws. ... more
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