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Witch's Grip
01:44
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What the hell!
Is this a trick, my mind is sick and slowly sinking
Under the fear, from voices clear, twisting my meanings
I can't join these souls
The witch’s curse is left untold
Cut the throat of life
Scraping mould from blunt knives
It falls in threes, two shattered knees
No one to catch me, broken spine
Crawling through the past, into the black and hazy, fawn shrine
The fawn cries!
Cut the throat of life
Scraping mould from blunt knives
This witch’s grip is deep, like cancer
The witch’s grip is deep,
This witch’s grip is deep,
This necromancer's Grip is deep
Why won't you take off this spell?
Why won't you take off this spell?
The witch’s grip is deep, this witch's grip is deep
The witch’s grip is deep, this witch’s grip is deep
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Liquid Gold
02:07
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Wake up, wake up
Why do you digress, you need a shakeup
The drugs are good, life is good
Hate us hate us
You want an argument, why don't you face us
I am drenched and poorly styled
You're dressed in fur and feel alive
Grab onto the hand of a miser
You grab it tight, don't take it, take it
I can see self-doubt in your plans
Eat from their skulls, repeat until full
Take this, take this
It's your body's holes filled with liquid gold, you are shameless
Drain them slowly, drain them slowly
The floor is stained with red and gold
Grab onto the hand of a miser
You grab it tight, don't take it, take it
I can see self-doubt in your plans
Eat from their skulls, repeat until full
Retreat to the fold, disgracefully cold, satiate, cull, repeat.
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Crestfallen
02:29
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Bolting out the gates, like a heretic
Starting a feud, dictating the fool
Breaking the trust, clashing with us
This storm of thoughts, makes things awkward
You gave me a lesson in the world alright
Spare me the details of your slow demise
You’re such a sensitive Artist
No one can get through to you
You hold yourself up in such high regard (martyr)
Screech from your tower built on tainted dirt
The story's deep, you clever martyr
No one knows how much pain you must go through
Why not give us an overview?
You hold yourself up in such high regard (martyr)
The world is spinning and it's all for you
Where do you get off?
Taking your last stand
You're such a sensitive Artist
No one can get through to you
You hold yourself up in such high regard (martyr)
Screech from your tower built on tainted dirt
You're burning down a sanctuary, on your trip to the top
All the others noticed
You hold yourself up in such high regard (martyr)
Those priceless jewels you wrote can't be outdone
Moving mountains with your clever songs
No lyrics copied, only referenced, son
This was never your property
This was never your property
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Blackness
01:22
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Kidnapped, and trapped in
Against his will, he crawls in the box
Accused him of trespassing
Assault him, threaten death to him
Just run, just run, just run
Tripped into dirt, cable ties bound his hands
He screams forgiveness, just for walking the land
The sadness, hear his sadness
It's the blackness, this is madness
Come on! Come on! We want to throw the petrol
Come, come! Let's throw the petrol on
There’s room in the box, put a snake in there
You can try fight back, but you wouldn't dare
Cry like a pussy, what are you scared?
Your life is fuckin worthless, you'll see.
He cries out for help, it just falls on deaf ears
The two stand emotionless and bemused by his fears
Blackness! The fucking blackness!
Takes the form of two filled with
Madness! Fucking madness!
All this for just walking the land?
Come come, come come
Torture won't end this divide
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CREATURE Birmingham, UK
Pulling teeth from the bite of a larger beast.
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