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Vessel
01:50
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Discourse
03:58
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DISCOURSE
Sleep off the rot and rise to fall again
This vessel encased in glass
Does not budge for man or sea
This prison is made by me
I spit blood and swallow steel
My choice of discourse is no different than the names before me
I carve the face of my fear into my body
And as I whittle myself thin I’ll find my way again
Slave to impulse, I watch myself fade
I watch myself from the audience
Shame has lost its grip as I watch myself fade away
Into distance I watch myself fade
I’ve spat enough blood to fill my cup again
But I’ve swallowed enough steel to claw my way back to my feet
I can find my way out of this discourse or stumble into another fault line
Discourse
The home for lost vessels
Discourse
My solace in times of need
Discourse
In a prison made of glass
Discourse
My vices will not make me
Make me whole again and save me from this discourse
Find my way again and pave my road back home
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3. |
Child of Rosemary
05:07
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CHILD OF ROSEMARY
Pity your pedestal
And guilt in your back pocket
Armed to the teeth
Psychological warfare
Venomous
Your words cauterize my conscience
I store away my heart and say
Your lies, capsize me
And finally, I'm immune
You’ll poison my peers but you won’t poison me
The curtain has lifted
Your show has ended
I’ll cast you out
Venomous
Your words cauterize my conscience
I store away my heart and say
Your lies, capsize me
And finally, I'm immune
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No Longer
05:35
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NO LONGER
Brother, don’t you let the cold sweep you away
This world has become ours to take if only we reach
Won’t you stand beside me?
Don’t take the blame, don’t close your eyes
All that is left for me
Is mourning what never was, what never will be
Delusions of grandeur blind my eyes
Oh, how we writhe
Mirror, where did the fire go?
You let the sun burn away from your eyes
Won’t you pick yourself up?
When was the last time, when will be the last time?
All that is left for me
Is mourning what never was, what never will be
Delusions of grandeur blind my eyes
Oh, how we writhe
Mother, don’t abandon your only prize
Your gemstones don’t shine like this sparkle in my eye
Won’t you be proud?
I’m making a name, I’m showing my face
Lover, don’t you give up on me
I’m right behind this next corner, you see
Don’t sell yourself for the thrill of the numb
Give me your heart back, before it goes black
In revery of myself,
My passions, no longer
In revery of my faith
My freedom, no longer
In revery of my love
My comrades, no longer
In revery of my life
My heartbeat, no longer
In revery, no longer
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A Continent Named Coma Phoenix, Arizona
noisy screamo / post-hardcore from the southwest
Tristan Martinez - Vocals, Bass
Ryan Peterson - Guitar, Vocals
Paul Quinones - Drums
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