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The Animist
03:55
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Cacophony
04:56
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A boundary
Forcing itself apart
A mind losing its way
I can not forget
Bleeding again this time it was my fault
Breathing it in, my body starts to float
No more fear the amphetimens tell me
Bitter is the taste, I can not sleep
Healing again this time I am dying
Breathing it in, I begin to choke
No more fear the amphetimens tell me
Bitter is the taste, I forgive the
I have finished playing your king
I feel that I must end all this
You have no concept, no worry, no understanding
I am the caretaker of this dying land
Written in the sand I will replenish the
Bones I had left eons ago
beings like no other I relinquish the
seal, the protection from undying horror
Bleeding again this time it was my fault
Breathing it in, my body starts to float
No more fear the amphetimens tell me
Bitter is the taste, I can not sleep
Healing again this time I am dying
Breathing it in, I begin to choke
No more fear the amphetimens tell me
Bitter is the taste, I forgive the
It was the darkness that took my name
Forgive me father as i was to blame
I had looked into the eyes most dare
and Invoke the wrath of a hatred most real
And so the universe has forgotten me
I fall behind the curtains
I see that the stage had been set all along
My journey in vain as I was wrong
My doom was the filcrum of the deathless
My being, a design, one that was perfect
No longer I am theirs to control
But I am nothing, as they have won
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Disassemble me
I have no form of fear
This is not obliteration
This is understanding
Oblique beings
Will you be my cadavers
Reaching forth into
This vague endeavor
The hands reach forth
The ladders to other places connect
A pillar of acid reacting
Back and forth the enzymes weave
Deny the true form of existence
Rely on the finial fate of resistance
This is a concept of annihilation
And the being, chaos manifestation
Gifts that are empty
A silent wish to die
These are the trials
Of being with eyes
Such disgrace these acts of damnation are
These frail ones are to become one
With the earth
These empty ones
With sunken eyes
Hide the master
An end denied
These colored sights
A true secret in hand
To cross a line
We drew in sand
Away from the land it embarks
A manifestation no more
Tendons twitching in the dark
A face smiling, belonging to a lark
Feeding a fire with flesh and blood
The bones in the sand have lost there mark
The muscle has withered away
And now there is only frailty again
Pain
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4. |
Of The Mind
05:54
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The traitor will find a way with his lies
Dear Angels, I can feel the calling
There words reverberate inside my head
I can't make out the ethereal voice
I am a madness that can not be contained
Words fill my mind I can not see
I will fight nothing as i am free
To be a slave to this mockery of being
To be a ploy in the most grand of schemes
I am to be addicted to this blank screen
Watch static as I pretend to be
No tears on my face I am empty
To feel nothing by right I am nothing
Elevation is the false profits hand
washing my mind of the fiction I hear
Ignorance incarnate
I am now here
Denied life
Forget to die
I was told nothing is wrong
But I'm sure that's just a lie
Liars
Burning
You fight me in the mist
You assume the upper hand
I have no way of escape
This is my end, to die by a liars hand
A life empty
Apathetic procreation
Consumed by a
Disease
I am damned
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5. |
Of The Soul
03:46
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I am nothing but a will to die
My chest carved open, half alive
The insides are withering away
I consume no more, I died today
Understanding my fate I give into
Sensations upon my face, the last time
I feel this warmth linger and caress me
This vessel almost lost, now end me
Hands spawn forth and clench me
I am moving and can not see
I am held within bone hands, i fear the
My eyes open and begin to perceive
Nothingness
I can see everything
In its true form
Of insignificance
Deny the lark
Have his head severed
And his mind
Devoured
It is the way
This planet speaks
through my body now
It is of us but
We are nothing to it now
It is the way
This planet speaks
through my body now
It is of us but
We are nothing to it now
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6. |
Not Alive
05:15
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Lights out
It was you your face
Your eyes your lies
They grew inside
Taught me way to despise
I remember your body
And its stark look
Something about your being
Was attached to my very sole
There is now way for me
To be free
Of the image
An end of then enigma
Lies at the end of my life
I am not free
I am not anything
This is being
She is painted upon my eyes
A shadow that casts from inside
On everything that makes me
Feel
Alive
I am dead
A fire inside
Feelings of pain
Nothing will beg me to feel
Again
This is
Judgment
I am
Bearly alive
I have become
A form of contrast
Between the barrier
Of life and death
Dare world
Relinquish me
Unto the warmth
Of oblivion
No more,
I am void
Colossal nothingness
Happy deathlessness
She is painted upon my eyes
A shadow that casts from inside
On everything that makes me
Feel
Alive
I am dead
I am selfish
I am worthlessness
And I am desease
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Eyes you can buy
06:05
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I am becoming something I never wanted
My heart is twisting and I don't know
This is the world i inhabit
But its moving too slow
This broke my paradigm
To think i couldn't find
A place inside myself
Where i am happy with what is
Things are growing dim
My eyes are begining to hate
Slowly i am crushing these things
I have been taught to fight
Against myself
I know my mind is strong
My hands are shaking
What have I done
Why do i protect myself
Reaching back into my mind
I am afraid of knowing what is there
The memory, so close, so real
I freeze in anger and sont know what to do
I can see the razor edge of it
Like a dream i once had
not too clear
Almost visible
I can hear whispers
Complete walls of static
There pleas for resolution
My dreams of salvation
Grasping the fruit
I remember my true name
I breath on my own for the first time
The air is crisp with discovery
Thought is elapsing all that is my entity
Can I be what I think I am
Understanding is not justification
Or is it emptiness
The very thought of myself
Now so obscure
Maybe I am not real
Or I am wrong
Either way
I'll live and die
And I am not happy
With this over me
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8. |
Axiom of choice
04:35
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Black and bloody figures dance behind my eyes
Possessed are the stolen thought of mine
Inside a pitless shell of discretion alone
I remain content with falures and demise
My waking thought aflicted with her face
Taking is all I am as I lost my pace
Hands bound to a syncronised deception
She has paid for her insurrection
Please forget of us
We are of the dirt
And deserve nothing more
To the worms we are a whore
My face gone, rotten away
My bones showing, I am here to stay
This shallow bed, made by mistakes
Burnt fingers and knives, nothing I cant take
Knoted strings pull my limbs and make me look away
Forgotten dreams and little whims it seems I'm afraid
Outside i am fake and no longer me
Forget the thoughts i had made they don't belong to me
Fraying at the knuckles this host is fed deceit
A liar in the mist and his final meal that he must eat
Forget a name dearly but remember its face
A fractured bone that must wait
Black and bloody figures dance behind my eyes
Possessed are the stolen thought of mine
Inside a pitless shell of discretion alone
I remain content with falures and demise
My waking thought aflicted with her face
Taking is all I am as lose my pace
Hands bound to a syncronised deception
She has paid for her insurrection
Knoted strings pull my limbs and make me look away
Forgotten dreams and little whims it seems I'm afraid
Outside i am fake and no longer me
Forget the thoughts i had made they don't belong to me
Fraying at the knuckles this host is fed deceit
A liar in the mist and his final meal that he must eat
Forget a name dearly but remember its face
A fractured bone that must wait
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9. |
Little Boy
03:29
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Liar
You will forget
Because I am empty
And i mean nothing
Stitch up my lips
And sew my eyes
I don't care about people
I am a finger that has pulled the trigger
My name in history forever
My death, no misery
Cast aside my name
I deserve to be erased
No love mine to feel
I am bound
To death
I am the son
Blind and all destroying
Nothingness has won
Die
My fathers equal
My fists endeavor
Against any will of mine
This is the end
I touch the ground
The grace of annihilation
So perfect I was
The shadows remain
I am the cursed end
They had only fear
For the fear gave judgement
Nothing will be the same
Father will cry
For i am the true nature of hate
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10. |
Black Rain
00:48
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Djohn Doe Dies Auckland, New Zealand
This is the bandcamp page for Djohn Doe Dies. My name is Jacob and I write and record all the music here, with help from others. If you would like to contact me, please visit the Djohn Doe Dies facebook page. I will reply to things there.
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