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43
05:54
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Here I lie awake
I haven’t slept for days
The medications failed
Look at these veins, impaled
Laying in a cold sweat
The voices haven’t stopped yet
All that I can see
Is the number 43
Right now, I can feel it
slowly kicking in
It’s crawling
Underneath my skin
Please god let me sleep tonight
Please god let me sleep tonight
Please god Let me sleep tonight
Please god let me sleep tonight
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Halls of Disrepair
04:53
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This church of plague has accepted us in
Reciting their scriptures from a book made of skin
Every page inked by the blood of the conquered
Corrupted by the book, they follow its words
The stench of copper with each page turned
Children look on as the heretics burn
Women all cry as the hymns are sung
Flies will feast after the body is hung
To trample the weak is a noble joke
A flesh-made temple full of broken hope
These words of cancer have infected the herd
Culling the sick, isn't easy work
The stench of decay, seeping deep and black
Unrelenting motion, whipping forth and back
Taking root, and drilling out all concepts of free will.
This master of flesh, she only eats the ill
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Strength is a burden only few will know
To carry it all the weight of the world
Silence means death, the harbinger of pain
Docile servant dogs to a freshly collapsed vein
A king of nothing, an empire of dirt
A queen of suffering Loves the taste of hurt
With Mouths sewn shut, the quiet ones are weak
After all they are nothing more than meat
13 steps to an empty room
There a man hangs from a cursed noose
Another chapter in the family album
Picturesque suicides in tandem
Infecting the young with forbidden truths
The seed will only relive the abuse
In his hands is a loaded gun
A passed down gift from father to son
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Blessed be to the tarnished ones
They come to shade us from the scorching sun
Return us to the Umbral void where we belong
Extinguishing the light that brings endless ruin
Wherever the path leads so shall you follow,
Wherever the path leads, there’s only sorrow.
Lucifer, the bringer of light
Guide me with the noblest right
Nail the serpent to the cross
Rise the deceiver from the moss
Lucifer, eclipse this golden light
Walk with me into this endless night
Bring down the dagger, the ritual complete
When the last light fades, We shall be released.
Praise the deceiver, holy one
He speaks of sins with a cursed tongue
Eating the limbs of the newborn
From the womb with a crown of thorns
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Born A Ghost Tacoma, Washington
Born a Ghost is a creative project based out of Tacoma, Washington. Influenced by Neurosis and Cult of Luna, Born a Ghost delivers droning guitar riffs with infectious bass and drum lines.
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