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Bound Limbs
03:41
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Tied down, confess, this is your will
Cutting into veins, restraints threaded with guilt
Faint hesitation pulling the plastic tight
Choking the reflection until nothing left is recognized
What are you waiting for
You took me unaware
Hands are growing numb
Yet, you're the one who's scared
So perilous to finally wake
What lies beyond that door
Reveal your shame
Don't look away i thought you this kept you safe
Watching the helpless and desire slowly suffocate
Discomforting guilt but it will soon fade
You always want blood but not the stain
Faint hesitation pulling plastic tight
Forsake control to see you are still afraid of me
Bound limbs
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Comadose
03:58
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her halo slipped across my eyes
now there is no one left to cry for
wait for these convulsions to subside
And now you’ll never be alone
take a little what's a little when there's not much left
bleed a little what's a little when you're close to death
keep me under, keep me close
don't let me wake and I will never go
You keep me close to death
A deeper cut made from regret
You found a pulse but now its slowing again
I know you’re near when all my cells destroy themselves to
pull away
You weep but still you keep me just below the surface
You just keep fucking with the same wound
Pulling at the stitches that contain you
Crying for the one who wouldn’t save you
Keep me close to death
A deeper cut made of regret
Take a little what's a little when there’s nothing left
You keep me close to death because you need it more than anything
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Machine Identity
05:12
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She waits in the dark but the answers never come
When to give up fall apart to make all the voices stop
I'm in the walls in the walls as panic overwhelms
I'm in the walls in the air - now I'm everywhere at once
Submerged anomaly
Identify as machine
He stares at the light in dissection of belief
Every signal, analyzed causing exponential grief
I'm in the walls in the walls, as despair overcomes
In the silence in the dark - now I am everywhere at once
Awake in agony; invoke the next mutation
Hurt is only a conduit to comprehension
I seethe in the dark, resonating through the void
Isolate the source and revise
Strip the systemic empath response - nullified, begin the rites
Hurt is a conduit
When they've taken everything
Except what you need to
Burn through your enemies
Uncover your eyes, I’m in the walls
She cries in the dark, transparent and alone
Nothing to deny, when the reasons never come
I'm in the walls resonating through the void
I watch over you sleeping
Dream of funerals to come
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Trace Amounts
03:32
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You walk away into the night without a glance behind
I feel your touch on a stolen breath
You are the animal
You're out there all alone
You went too far and left a broken angel in the shade
A promise kept but never made
They found trace amounts
Secrets under skin
All our victims loved us until the violent end
A kiss above the eyes before I take the sacrifice
We share the same blood
They can never know what you are
Too close to perfect to hide
Wash the blood from your skin
I will keep your secrets alive
Now all of your secrets are mine
You left alone adorned in shadow under neon sky
What are you hunting tonight
Your scent is all I need
Your pulse is calling me
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Trauma Ties
04:05
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The last light
The last light dies
The closing fear
An endless tide
Forget what you have come for
Now is only to survive
All dire imaginings
Surface at the edge of sight
Blind the true intent
Stalking underneath
Drawing ragged breath - beg for release
Forsake what you would covet
Now misshapen, dispossessed
Who will wake and who will perish or
Vanish in dementia’s grasp
Hide the true intent
Claw your way beneath
Isolate your prey - and then you show your teeth
We are all but lost - what have you done
We are lost - goddamn us what have we become
The blood becomes purpose
The terror contagious
If we are the monsters
How names that which hunts us
There is nothing left of me
In this form descending
Languish narrowly between
The dead and dreaming
Forgotten in decay
Now silence, staring blind
Forget what you had hoped for
Broken, torn, or lost below
Trauma ties us to this place
Cursed to haunt the souls that follow
The last light dies
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Nothing in the Static
03:54
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Senses deprived in the paralyzing gaze of unmeasured time
A fatal sequence undefined, become an abyss of unknowing
You are the one
That spoke in tongues
And split the sky
Defied the sun
The warm illusion torn aside thrust into cold, blinding white
Fixation upon this ceaseless noise still radiating with your voice
The further you reach
The deeper confined
Transmission in decay
There is nothing in the static
Fateless as the dying sun, bearing life while void of one
Now I exist in the emptiness, empty as the afterlife
A displaced memory to mark the end of passing time
Fathoms deep and incomplete, unreplicated form compelling me:
Cast my senses wide into the ceaseless noise
Were you the one
Who spoke in tongues
And split the sky
Predicted what would come
The further you reach
The deeper confined
Transmission in decay
You are lost within in the static
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You sleep in the shroud, I’m stalking the void within
Everything fades beneath the pale and bruised skin
You sleep in the shroud that I was buried in
Tormenting dream of escape fades before scraping rust
It comes near in the dark, you are nothing now
Hide now, await the callous hands that hold you down
Writhe under the ravenous mouth, as breath is fading out
Drift in and out of consciousness, retreat from the dim light
Cradling your silhouette, I am on the other side
Straining to perceive stirring above
Glassy eyes follow the fading light
Scratch against the walls of these soiled sheets
This is where forgotten things go to disappear
Unclench your teeth and relinquish hope
The clear sky is a fading dream
You sleep in the shroud that i was buried in
To be found is a fading dream
Where forgotten things go to disappear
You sleep in the shroud that I was buried in
Again and again the air scrapes across bruised lips
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Obliteration Complex
03:40
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reflect the obvious outcome, a calculated self deceit
heed no warning you are overcome
could not resist now cannot avoid this
excessively direct cause, dispensation of ruin - prone to obliteration
the stifling need becomes severe distress - abundant with disappointment
just leave and find your place among the meaningless, it was obvious
obsessed with crumbling faces - destruction is all too quick
every slight and misstep magnified by distance, unintended effect
Heed no warning you are overcome
Realization is a tomb you have built and now bury yourself within
implicit complications a trap laid at your feet for all to see
No forgiveness in idle detonation the rush of an ill-executed routine
predispositioned to end in a tangle of limbs
This was doomed before it even began
it serves a need to embrace defeat
Insomnia gnawing when you concede
obliteration is always in sight
taking my time to unveil how we die
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Extinction Form
04:24
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When did you become impervious to reason
These lines evaporate and decay concedes to permanence
Always knew what lay in wait, believe whatever keeps you warm
Still refuse to evacuate, cradling the charred remains
Buried underneath like god
Burning with conviction
Buried underneath like god
Selling absolution
Mutation, just another broken machine to discard
Impoverished soul enamored with control
How have you become impervious to reason
Buried underneath like god, oblivious to extinction
Evaporate, these fading lines, willing to separate and leave you to die
Disappearing into decay, unable to recognize the intended design
When did you become impervious to reason
Revoke the name possessed in conflict
You were never meant to survive
Revoke the name possessed, ungiven
Cling to the wreckage as it were still a monument
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Dread Risks Austin, Texas
Aggressive Industrial Music.
Re:Mission
Entertainment
Dread Risks is the boil-over point where anxiety and sinking thought patterns plateau and reside in relentless but silent panic.
Dream-state consequences far exceed the true determinations.
The soundtrack is an accompany piece to emotional submission, implosion, and unrealized vengeance.
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Precious metal from Austin infusing elements of grind and doom.Delicate female vox compliment the softer progressions, keeping your guard down then get blindsided with furious aggressive elements.
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