1. |
sekmet (ft. gemma legan)
04:37
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A: Breathing in, not breathing out,
Try to fit between the,
A & G: hard place, it’s a hard place to be,
A: You bite your tongue, and fill your lungs,
dying to scream out your,
A & G: heartache, when a tree falls and,
there’s no one…
..there!
A: held to a standard,
G: pushed to the wall,
A: you make your choice but it’s always their
call,
G: it’s always their call.
A: Your hands, my neck, my last breath
creeping up my chest,
My life, before my eyes, your lust, before my
death.
Ripping out the stitches you can’t sew my,
Ripping out the stitches you can’t sew my mouth….
SHUT!
A: I spit on,
your grave and,
itch out,
your name from,
memory,
your heavy hand,
my lovely bones,
[was this] destined for me.
I hope you burn in hell.
A: Breathing in, not breathing out,
Try to fit between the,
A & G: hard place, it’s a hard place to be,
A: You bite your tongue, and fill your lungs,
dying to scream out your,
A & G: heartache, when a tree falls and there’s no one…
Your hands,
My neck,
Your lust,
My death.
They will take everything,
except our rage.
Pushed around, cast aside,
counting days.
Hell hath no fury,
Hell hath no rage [like mine],
Look me in my fucking eyes!
A: Ripping out these stitches….
A & G: ONE
BY
ONE
G: Like in a nightmare,
where you scream as loud as you can.
You throw your punches,
only none will ever land.
Breathe into life,
This world is mine,
For
The
Taking
You bite your tongue,
You fill your lungs,
Dying to scream,
there’s no one to be seen.
Held to a standard,
Pushed to the wall,
I will push back and give it my all.
Breathing in, not breathing out,
You will soon see, I don’t fuck about.
You break my stitches,
You see my pain,
One by one, you’ll understand.
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2. |
the death of grass
03:31
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Push out the thorns,
Reveal the flesh to sever.
Concealed in cloth,
[and] apply the pressure;
You pray for water-
Your prayers denied.
The blackest blood,
Before your eyes.
Intravenous,
Ultra violence,
Vulturistic,
Tyranny.
The free will that you can’t afford.
The right to chose that has been ignored.
You watch in horror, you wish to abstain,
Mainlined, into your veins.
Intravenously
Vulturistic tyranny
Baptised in the blood of the innocent,
Indoctrinated against your will,
Effigies of death and slaughter,
They twist your arm and you’re forced to kill.
You scramble on all fours,
For a patch of fertile ground,
And as you turn your palms to face you,
You can’t believe what you’ve now found.
It’s all
Turned to
Ash
The death of grass,
You search for sustenance,
On this baron land,
Neglected by the gods.
Neglected by the gods,
You search for sustenance x 2
Lost…
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