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Petrus: The Journey
03:36
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You are the weight of the design
To take the way in and break my spine
I cannot call this night awake
take the weight away from their pain
waking up myself in arms
can you take it all
to my destination
can your walls hold me
my whole life's prerogative
is taking your orders
can the weight of endless strife bring us closer
will they know what we have done, take them over
We're taking over. The project's finished.
We can't let them run around.
They wake up.
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Antihero
03:45
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Can I ask this of you? Can I trust that you’ll carry this burden?
The things I’ll ask you to do, will make you sordid and worn.
All of the things that the whole world seems to hold so sacred - that they
take all the weight, and think that they can defy their own convictions
Taking in stride, falling in line, what is the right thing to accomplish
When we all die, all of the lives, will be equalized
The society is begging for what they desire
“Save us from the stringency that keeps us from our pleasure”
Bridge
And you will have the power to change their minds
You have the influence over their lives
The path will lead us to abscond
from life’s duress to be reborn
and silence falls around us now
to cull the deep and painful bonds
And the darkness will fall to the ones who haven't seen past their own bonds and all those things you haven't seen will be set free by the one unseen.
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Growth in the Fog
03:48
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Breathing on my own
I’m in control
It’s all I want to see
You believing me
I gave you my time, what its worth, more than you, want to see.
On my own
I need control
Part of my plea
is controversy
It’s all I had to see
You berating me
I gave you my time, what its worth, more than you, got to see
Making fun of me
Can’t dilute the sea
Of the things that I am, and control, moving on, constantly,
Take me away, away, from the stage of my day
Take me away, away, break my bones to stay free
Take me away.
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N
02:29
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Only a rock that was their good intention
to live and to breathe and to serve all of their desires
constantly stirring and endless rotation stand tall with the orders perform
hold on, my fear is gone.
I'm waking before the done.
Maybe Standention has cursed me with promise.
Hold on, this strange beyond
breaking the echelon.
To reform this way.
Make decisions too grave.
Risking my life to save.
The ones that are astray.
Bereft of all the shift containment.
Making scenes of entertainment.
Can I give you the keys to myself.
To navigate life with a stranger.
All I want is to contain this.
I can't arrange the broken pieces.
Freedom.
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Ghosts Don't Talk
04:00
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A frightening phantasmagoria, the shadows of our skeletons ride
between fog and mist. We push on and on to find what longs inside.
This is what breaks the darkness inside
it alights my burdens and burns them alive
and lifts up my heart away from the start
when I was born in the darkness and blight
A scene that you would not believe unless you saw it inside of your dreams
but I feel a calling inside a dream I can't hide from the people's ignorance
This is what breaks the darkness inside
it alights my burdens and burns them alive
and lifts up my heart away from the start
when I was born in the darkness and blight
All of the debts been forgiven,
A lively test for the weak and persistent.
Reaching out for some substance,
keeping my fingers away from their clutches.
But I can see the soliloquy of symmetry fading
this person I have claimed to be is fading hypocrisy.
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