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Children of the atomic tide I wish you would record something new. I love this, it is just not enough.
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cfrink Cryptic hardcore crust punk, what more could you ask for? Favorite track: occlude//swallow//conflagarant.
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TW: assault, abuse, & gender dysphoria. These songs are meant to heal; we understand words' capacity to hurt as well. // SIDE A // [OCCLUDE] We've all felt defeat. We'll all face deceit. I hope I burn up before I burn out. Queens and kings all! Wrought beneath a lingering breath-- Indistinguishable. Inextinguishable. Seven billion suffering souls with No advise. No penance. No praise. [SWALLOW] The earth swallows us. The cry below meets the leer above. Emanating from wide white open gates Which grow yellow in the sun and soot. You lead, then follow, and leave. As always. Despondent abdicator-- that maligned creator As you me. My bondage can only end with you; Forfeit all power above For love and freedom Which grow fleeting with each rising sun. [Conflagrant] Concessions to to the conceited, Deceived but not yet defeated. Heed my sallow, pallid liege, or be be heaved without reprieve! She sought twice; found a brush conflagrant And indignant. A scream: No sir, I won't. You've mistaken anguish for anger, but I shall not conflate them-- so strike me down. Complacency is complicity! I tried; I lost and now lie to rot, but I still hope. Don't mistake my anguish for mere anger, My passion for blind rage, or my hope for delusion. If I fall, another rises. Always. Glistening garnet - stippled silver- breathing canvas hung amongst stardust in the leering man's closet. She's thrice given tacit pause, but now bursts in refrain: Those who've reaped thrones sown shall see stones thrown.
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This heart of gold and sinew grew vain, now rusts. Can't trust the fools Or their cool, pooled Gaze. Arms outstretched-- Not an offering, But a curse and A threat. As eyes go cold Tempers flare. An eye for ennui on These somber days. He may have wept, but his gifts were just deceitful requests. Don't tread where They smile. Don't look when They speak Because they eat their own god. They kill their own cause. Bone quills well up stolen blood, ink for a new clause written without pause Taken. Remember-- We wrote our own laws. We kill our own... But despite the depth of our alienation, We are never truly alone.

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released December 28, 2013

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