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Peak #105
Peak in subgenre #4
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Ben Power/Ben Power/4 Minute Warning
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August 08, 2015
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MP3 4.6 MB, 128 kbps, 5:04
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Slime Staring at the ceiling Of another empty feeling Sitting by the window in the pouring rain Self-destructing organism Pumping out this sour jism Through my pale, polluted prism It’s just all the same Silent hate pushed under knuckles And my sanity buckles Tripping over itself just to get away Neon insects scuttling round me That cockroach light has bound me And I only ever wanted to come out and play So set a course for nowhere Slipping out of time If I offer up my glass to you You fill it full of slime I question my sobriety Integrity and piety The things I always want to be Now rust stains the sublime Pregnant with nothing Embryonic decay Gibbering back through gutters To the splinters and the slaves Down where we belong Where we somehow know we’ll stay Take a hit off that hatred From the other side of flames The cruelty around me I will never understand If God exists I can’t believe it’s turned out like He planned I stare into the sun until its rays burn me blind I clot my eyes to block out everything that is unkind But back there through the distance I can still hear the screams Of a million mouths crying out the death of their dreams A black moon carved from slug meat Where skinned shadows gnaw wet pain Twenty years from anything And I’m sat there again So set a course for nowhere Slipping out of time If I offer up my glass to you You fill it full of slime I question my sobriety Integrity and piety The things I always want to be Now rust stains the sublime Pregnant with nothing Embryonic decay Gibbering back through gutters To the splinters and the slaves Down where we belong Where we somehow know we’ll stay Take a hit off that hatred From the other side of flames And set a course for nowhere Slipping out of time If I offer up my glass to you You fill it full of slime I question my sobriety Integrity and piety The things I always want to be Now rust stains the sublime Pregnant with nothing Embryonic decay Gibbering back through gutters To the splinters and the slaves Down where we belong Where we somehow know we’ll stay Take a hit off that hatred From the other side of flames
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