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Allure of the Fault
03:44
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Anomalous, autonomous
Grasping for an explanation but it’s all amiss
The world watches in awe
Allure of the fault
The tremors awaken
The horrors of the past
Where did they come from?
How do they know our silhouettes?
This is no coincidence
This uncanny resemblance
The call of the chasms too loud to resist
One by one they climb inside
Ready to die, ready to die
“This home was made for me, this hole is mine”
They recite
No hope left in their eyes
No goal in sight
No will to survive
Seemingly endless
Shadows of our descendants
We become dependent on nothing more than resemblance
Reoccurring nightmares of a world unseen
Slipping further in a claustrophobic fever dream
There is no turning back I’ve
Dug too deep into this victims of the abyss
Limbs stretching in every direction
Bones breaking complete disconnection
Forced further, compression
Mangled beyond any chance of identity
There is no end in sight
There is no light
No resolve to the plight
Sucked into nothingness
Turned into something else
Eternal loneliness
How could it ever have come to this?
How could it be?
Darkness is all that I see in this wicked dream
I watched you die
Suffocated alive
Despite how hard you tried you
Gave to compulsion the strongest have fallen
Soemthing comes over me
Suddenly I’m all that I see
I’m creeping closer slowly
I can’t resist it this hole is a perfect fit
Creeping closer
Into my silhouette
Creeping closer
Into my certain death
Creeping closer
Consuming everyone
Creeping closer
Losing sight as I succumb
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Consuming Our Own
03:11
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Lingering Plague
03:11
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Lucid
06:24
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Stuck in a dream
No sounds
No one can hear you screaming
Die in your sleep
No pain
No sign of conscious feeling
The inescapable prison of your mind
Eyes shut tight
Locked inside
Every second awake spent in a fucking panic
Wishing I would just die
Another thousand lives gone by
I’ve died a thousand times
Behind these tired eyes
I am terrified
Stuck in a dream, stuck in a dream
Die in your sleep, die in your sleep
Stuck in a dream, stuck in a dream
Die in your sleep die in your sleep
The body weakens as the mind grows stronger
Fear increases as the dreams grow longer
Collapsing into madness
Drowning in a sea of slumber
Stuck in a dream, stuck in a dream
Die in your sleep, die in your sleep
Stuck in a dream, stuck in a dream
Die in your sleep die in your sleep
Consciousness is breaking
Into this eternal torture
No one can save me
They just observe the curse
My skin begins to blister, boil
crack up and crumble apart
Into something inhuman and deathly
Help me
I no longer recognize myself
I am no longer part of this earth
This is a living hell
Forever floating in this abyss
Losing my mind
Losing my god damn sense of purpose
I stay awake but is it worth it
Trying to keep it together
But now I’m cracking on the surface
I have no will to live, I have no will to live
Stuck in a dream, stuck in a dream
Die in your sleep, die in your sleep
Stuck in a dream, stuck in a dream
Die in your sleep die in your sleep
An isolated case
This is the first of its kind
Key to unlocking the secrets
Of eternal life
The DNA in the decrepit remains retain
Forbidden knowledge of the crystals in the patients brain
But who am I to play god
Other than god himself?
Maybe we’re meant to transcend into something else
Akin to gods
Alter the rules, restore our odds
Death is a lost concept
We bend the rules in order to progress
Extract, expose, never expire
A human test subject
Terrified, hallucinations of a god of death
Crippled by fear, shortness of breath
Incapable of living in the time you have left
I administer the disease
Gift the curse of an endless dream
Free of worry in the deepest state of sleep
Maybe now you can find some peace
Extract, expose, never expire
Extract, expose, never expire
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Corpsechurn Jacksonville, Florida
Corpsechurn is
Nick Doucet - Instrumentals/vocals
Ian Earnest - vocals
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