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This is Mine
05:31
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I am the darkness that hides in the light
I am the wrong in all that is right
I excel in painting hatred with shades of love
A bestial mural; a portrait of blood
Your nothing – your all
All these things you thought were you…
They’re mine
I’ll feed you scraps of freedom
And at the bowl you’ll beg for more
You’ve given so much life to all this that is mine
I am the sadness that brings a smile
I am the fool embraced by guile
I aspire to drag below what lay above (on high)
The blade clipping your wings as your standing to fly
Your nothing – your all
All these things you thought were you…
They’re mine
I’ll feed you scraps of freedom
And at the bowl you’ll beg for more
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A Darker Man
04:47
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A breath to take but no lungs to spare
I sit and stare but I no longer care
A shadow’s image reflecting light
What do I believe? Do I believe what I believe?
That these two enemies just can’t be?
Let not a ray touch this darker man in me
A man’s that’s frail, a man who’s strong
A mosaic man of song
One of purpose, a freak of sin
A house of cards victim to the wind
A shadow’s image reflecting light
What do I believe? Do I believe what I believe?
That these two enemies just can’t be?
Let not a ray touch this darker man in me
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Ghost Ocean
05:11
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No silver lining within these clouds
Blackness consumes their rays
Can we weather this storm that has beaten our weathered bows
Promising gales for days and for days
So many moons we’ve searched for
The answers to proves, a trove lore
The bounty was high, it towered to the sky
It was the Weight of Poseidon
A barnacled lie
Into the depths we find our home
Refracted faces that mock our own
On the Ghost Ocean floor
Thunderous crack! The mast met the deck
Twenty men laid to rest upon this buoyant wreck
My eyes can not pierce this mist at my face
Swimming through iron and salt, is this the end that I taste?
Into the depths we find our home
Refracted faces that mock our own
On the Ghost Ocean floor
Beneath the surface I see it all
The serpents’ control made clear
The crushing pressure forcing cries from my lungs
Warnings trapped in waves for no one to hear
My screams across the combers
Now whispers atop the sea
Begging the sea-faring passers by
To find an example in me
Yet, into the depths they find their home
My refracted eyes are now their own
On this Ghost Ocean floor
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Runescarred Austin, Texas
Rising out of the ashes of Austin, Texas legends Dead Earth Politics and joining forces with regional heroes, Southern Front, the road warriors in Runescarred are speeding towards the release of their prog metal debut We Are.
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