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Anatomy of Obsession

by Tourniquet

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1.
Stare into the eyes of deliverance Bleed for me Fall to your knees to speak in tongues Soul leaves body You are nothing, merely a muse of endless suffering Rejected facade of grace Ashes pouring from golden gates Eden reduced to ruin Statues fall and your prayers go unanswered Black skies Angels wings severed Weight of your sins will tear you apart Divine wrath upon the wicked You spend your life in silence Constantly searching for that of a sacred sound Awaiting the appearance of nothing Black... cold... grave. The stone on which you lay Tear down your idol of false faith From nothing you came, be sent back The pain in your life can't be tamed The knife at your flesh will not stop The blood in your mouth is not your own
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One Sixteen 02:00
The stories, they fall one by one And your feet can't move as fast as your mouth Cry into jars just to bathe yourself in sorrow But I'd rather let you drown yourself in the sea I've realized there's nothing left so I'd love to watch the life run from your eyes Separate you from life Bleed you like a pig for anything Overtaken by the dirt, it piles up Soon there's nothing left to be seen Buried in shit Bury the past You'll rot away Rotten Forgotten
3.
I can't bury you I'm not strong enough But if I could, would I cut you away? From the past, what would bite back? Would it haunt me? Left with nothing but twisted memories Fields decay Minds raped Stuck with your bitter taste Here is the blade, cut yourself away Vows exchanged twist to nothingness Spitting in the face of the cherished I've swallowed keys and I've locked doors I bled myself on the coldest floors Crush my soul I don't want to feel
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Lacerate 02:27
Find yourself bound in thorns Skin exposed Bleeding, tattered, worn Weakness flows from your face I am the reason you're in pain Snuff you out in the coldest light You're all force fed bullshit Believe the strings of lies Shatter your knees Beat you to submission When the mask you hide behind is far worse than your true face I'll be the one to peel you back and make you feel disgrace To clip the wings of a bat Die smothered in a veil of lace Sever the strings that hold flesh to flesh That hold neck to body To hold your head would be ideal

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released March 27, 2016

Mixed and engineered by Len Carmichael at Landmine Studio in Ewing, NJ

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