Broken Is The Man; Vital Are The Missing Parts

by OUTLET

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1.
Regret so heavy You hold your head as high as you can but still it rests in the palms of your hands They mark you as well and send you on your way but headfirst down the well you tumble, and that's how you will stay I was born in the fire and I will perish in the flames.
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Houses like headstones All in a row I walk past them blindly I don't let it show Teeth grind behind fake smiles I swallow your lies And I watch them die The vulture's song echoes in my mind I'm left behind I built these dreams just to watch them burn I inhale the ash as I walk a road paved with time But what was once my hope is now just an echo in my mind I die inside, I writhe My life pass me by Vulture's song in my mind I'm left behind The carrion song echoes in my mind My life passes me by Inside I writhe I abhor this life
3.
Forever knocking on doors of dead houses Converse with the ghosts of no more Skeletal trees, dead and carved limbs outreach to a dark ink sky I know your face like the smell of home Familiar lights, welcome gaze, a heartfelt regard Invited like the whispers of the tomes of neglect I watch your optimist mask shatter and crack To your ears they whisper in shards planting the seed, it gestates in your mind adopted words born of ill intent a broken man years spent thoughts like a ghost chant feeling the failure set in the plague psalm is set free I return each night to a ceremony of flawed life To this house I hold no key To a mind forever diseased turn out the lights turn away, take your time Leave nothing
4.
06:02
The last warm winds of a dead sun grace this place I look on, over this sun dead land And I know that much of this frozen night is shared within me Trapped in this culling season A guide to hopelessness and a host to despair Much of this frozen night is shared within me A guide to hopelessness and a host to despair I look on, over this sun dead land Trapped in this culling season I find no relief in this place Dead inside No love I stand alone For now, I see carrion inside of me It's my duty to purge the disease
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07:11
Born through alizarin No choice has been given By no right am I chained to this place Time seeps in through every crack Vision blurs with cataracts Joints rust as years add I don't see this curse as a gift Life seen through reptile eyes A cold life gaze with no light inside I don't see this curse as a gift Life seen through reptile eyes A cold gaze If the sun rises again, let it wash over me Vengeance for this birth(Although I carry poison in my head the antidote can be found in my tail, which I bite with rage)

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released July 20, 2009

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