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Between Lifetimes

by Winter's Gate

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1.
The Exile 05:08
The drifting ghost of who you were haunts my every move. Feeding my torture with this voided bliss, I’m lying to myself. Lying to myself about each memory, I just won’t allow myself to see clearly. I’d tear through my skin for a glimpse of your face, a mere second of your grace. I’d beg for death but I know you’d be absent. Stumbling through this tattered forest my mind slips through my grasp. Amongst the fog of worry, swarms of loathing begin to creep forth. My perception becomes blinded by the infectious disease. The one your hand planted inside of me. This wreckage is my home now, no stars hang above me. No hope will be bestowed, clouded by my misery. Every memory bleeds out The meanings stripped away as I watch reality dissipate. Each sequence vibrates forth and I’m sure it will never be the same. I’m so ashamed of every action I take How will it change if I let it slip away? My dreams turn to nightmares as your presence fades away Cold and isolation begin to take hold, nothing but a puppet To my own mind, someone save me from my thoughts I can’t control my failures, they continue to control me We promised one day we would speak again Through these broken doors my hope crumbles down. Now I’m tearing out my own eyes, I can’t save this now I can’t bring you back. This wreckage is my home now, no stars hang above me. No hope will be bestowed, clouded by my misery. x2 Lying to myself about each memory, I just won’t allow myself to see clearly. The hollow echoes forth, your voice sings me to my sleep. Where my nightmares slit my throat, with the things never seen. The blade was built upon the hours in which I desired your grace, Forged from the decay that I felt cascade down me every day. And now I beg to see clearly x3
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3.
Atrocity 04:35
Harnessed from the pure core of violence and corruption You filth will hear my name and quake in it’s aura A sickness hidden in the eerie silence The beastly visitant will make its presence known Manifested into a single entity hell bent on total obliteration Now you see who I really am as you feel me start to slice into your skin. Open the gates; welcome to my decrepit insanity. Pay tribute. Steer the cowards into demeaning contraptions The blood flows down these wretched streets Leave your distraught hope upon the ruins of gaiety You’re in my domain, an awakening has begun to transpire The cataclysm occurs as my head starts to burn Witness the rage brought forth Complete me by begging for your insignificant life How I long to hear you finally say you need me You’ve taken advantage of me one too many times Now you’ll see what it’s like to die No escape from my grisly supremacy I’ve ushered forth an age where your cowardice shall bleed A gruesome painting of my success, your filth will stain the walls red Open the gates welcome to my decrepit insanity Cities aflame under a hopeless sky, Isolate the pitiful people. Steer the weak into demeaning contraptions The blood flows down these wretched streets Leave your distraught hope upon the ruins of gaiety Slit the throats of every opposer Drain their bodies of life Complete me by begging for your insignificant life How I long to hear you finally say you need me You’ve taken advantage of me one too many times Now you’ll see what it’s like to die No escape from my grisly supremacy I’ve ushered forth an age where your cowardice shall bleed A gruesome painting of my success, your filth will stain the walls red I’m an atrocity, brought about to end your world
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Serenity 02:58
How am I supposed to find purpose in the world when I'm lost inside myself? Imprisoned in my own mind, withdrawn from surroundings. I no longer care for my own well being. Why is everything so far away? Where the fuck is my reality, I'll drift. How I love how the cataclysm sways. My mind is screaming and I've surrendered bleeding. I'll find no serenity rotting in these failures, I refuse to waste away in my apathy. x2 And I refuse to let this break me, my mind is set on home. A place where my failures don't control me. I'll begin to tear this cage down and carve my own throne. I'll have something to show, to call my own. I'll find no serenity rotting in these failures, I refuse to waste away in my apathy. x2
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Configured 05:22
Unsure of how this shaped My consciousness deteriorates under the scheduled torture of this abysmal presence My voice continues to hold no power as it echoes into the nothing, the winds will silence The chronicle repeats itself once more, an endless cycle. Torment drifting for another assault, renewed is the cataclysm I have no fucking control of my decisions This Earth is nothing but a shell, hear the echo Flowing vitality corroded and pushed aside Make way for the victor that relies on guidance The seeker will not be allowed a chance of survival I will die configured of my own visions; somebody please tell me who the fuck I am My surroundings mean nothing and my goals seem so eschewed Hopelessness lies within, for how long will I feel strained? Leave me be Hear the echo This Earth is nothing but a shell, hear the echo Flowing vitality corroded and pushed aside Make way for the victor that relies on guidance The seeker will not be allowed a chance of survival Fuck this false reality, existence has taken a distorted form Abandon the precipice from which you stand on fall slave to the beloved system, cower in it’s grasp With the weight of existence carried on my shoulders, this cycle of dejection is too much to carry. I feel my weakness grow, drag myself along for another struggle in this corrupted world. Unsure of how this shaped My consciousness deteriorates under the scheduled torture of this abysmal presence My voice continues to hold no power as it echoes into the nothing, the winds will silence I will die configured of my own visions; somebody please tell me who the fuck I am My surroundings mean nothing and my goals seem so eschewed Hopelessness lies within, for how long will I feel strained?

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released April 13, 2018

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