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Wendigo
02:17
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A spiritual disease contracted
Cast out, cast down
Through wilderness wander, pariah
To the mouth of Hell
Like a wendigo
The unthinkable act to survive
Like a wendigo
Heartless and buried in snow
No recourse if you want to live
Sleep in caves, feed on blood
Through wilderness wander, pariah
To the mouth of Hell
Go back to the bosom
Back to the beating hearts
Shame burns away like mist
At the feast of life
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Mala Bruja
01:40
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Wildlife finds sanctuary on cemetery grounds
Their destabilized ecologies
Conspire to set them free
In a rapture of the damned
Welcome to the sixth extinction
All your idols and vestments go to seed
Your relics crumble
Tear them down
Let them forget our history once the humans go extinct
You’re waiting for something but nothing will come
Wrought low and just as your rope’s at an end
Swallowed whole, the audience rises and walks away
The pure air shivers through their fur once again.
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Killing the Host
03:01
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Decades of dark money
Neurotoxic wealth
Distort public policy
Parasitic capital
Burn the infection away
With a last breath for snuffing the strain
Killing the host
Compelled to obey
Plutocratic think-tank schemes
Long con, self-serving ideologies
No matter who suffers, it propagates its forms
To survive at any cost
Burn the infection away
Malignant cells flow in the blood of state
Killing the host
Compelled to obey
Killing the host
Wither away
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Hand of Dominion
01:24
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In the midst of peace
We are in war
From rays of hope
Are shadows born
Hypnotized
By the eye of the storm
In the midst of peace
We are in war
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Quell
01:28
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I changed my name like a dusty coat
In an alley where scraps were plentiful
And the wind tore my hair
Until I saw nothing
Nothing but the frontier
And vandalized altars wreathed in unborn prayer
My batteries run low and memory flickers
You beside me there in the trench
Bone and shit - shelter from the bombs
I changed my name again
To calm them, to calm them
To quell
I hurt the boys I couldn't save
I called them things that were not their names
I blamed them for what I was forced to do
Where the castle laid its shadow
Like pilgrims, we ate in silence
And under torture, gave up
Gave up our neighbors
To quell
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Hero's Grave
02:00
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The hero became a hermit
His golden mane turns grey
Bitter, alone
His deeds, his legend
All meaningless now
Lost in the fog
Triumphs will be reversed
Warriors replaced
But the end is not the end
The end is not the end
Shed a tear at the hero's grave
Cut all the flowers
Spring will return
The child became a steward
Sunshine on blooms ablaze
A beacon of faith
And like heroes before her
Certain that life will sustain
That spring will return
Empires overrun
Monuments defaced
The end is not the end
The end is not the end
Whet your sword on the hero's grave
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