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Release The Creeps
06:14
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damaged in one piece or many no one cares shed the light streaming down under glass creeping in settle to resent the decay nobody watching stand aside lost in an unlit space almost familiar but to dread helpless sense useless and abandoned deafening silence denial crashing down spins around to ponder caving in not here for feeling no sympathy just cut growing deranged everything speeds up passes by say goodbye dreams turn to hell nightmares manifest release the creeps internalize grief despair and the color of hate regrets piled up in corners bathed in shit covered in rats these bugs don't care where they crawl over souls covered in filth treated untreated locked away forgotten let it nothing ever gets clean the shadowy faces distort can't recognize just grasping at past events smothered in Grey clouds the fog the moments don't last just fade into nothing with time who would keep such things alive and how long will the machines maintain eventually the voices devolve to murmurs static the sound of numbness the dreams of waste melt away
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All for nothing
04:33
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A pile of Lies reaches towards the decrepit cathedral ceiling the congregation drunk on empty promises of a perfect world idiosyncratic faith to follow off a cliff one day your life will have meaning all you did it all for nothing just repeat the lines over and over and over and over until you believe it save the world kill yourself sell your soul to the empty mob say these words trust the axioms up is down and the dead live better than you could ever dream because those dreams are deader than the corpses idolized
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They got these dark clouds
where there should be eyes
unphased by atrocity
fucking and sucking
Orgy of despair
Hate, pain, abuse, misery
Isolation, alienation
Drowning the light
filling the void replace beauty and meaning with shit and emptiness
doing everything backwards
everything inside out
everything upside down
light the fire under the bull gotta kill something to kill everything
they love monsters
piss and blood and cum
bastards that profit
suffering of billions
these demons eating rotten things spoiling souls with flashy symbols
vanity and greed
Wasteland of hostility
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The Last Page
07:22
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Nothing said no one says what to say Empty words meaningless gestures an attempt to sympathize human eyes goodbye generic condolence it's meaningless nothing of value replaces what we lost it's all just words they mean nothing next to this over priced stone need a reset to go back can't change the past always plays out the same eyes closed can't go back can't look back faded photographic haze count the days this temporary experience clinging to visions losing their hue the image becomes unrecognizable an occasional fleeting glimpse to a world that no longer exists we aren't there anymore and right now is already gone refusing to leave unable to stay torn apart shattered to pieces washed away when we've said all we can say shared lost moments deteriorate with passage of time
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The Frozen Heads Albany, New York
we're three nobody's from Albany N.Y.
We churn out noise, racket and other assorted
sounds.
We are also a non profit organization, but not by choice, we just don't really make any money doing this shit.
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