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The Trouble
02:55
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It comes along as a whisper on the wind
A thought so arresting, yet hanging out of reach
Implanting beneath, a mirthless smile and immeasurable contempt
Revealed like some awful secret of the flesh come ashore
The answer was always there
A searing bolt, of predatory clarity
Just waiting for a victim
Like a pillar of light, like immeasurable blight
So severe you’d think you saw a holy killing
The trouble comes when words have no meaning
The ravaging hex, of man eating away
And the morphine arrests the feeling And the meth, ignites the vengeance
So the trouble crusades ever onward
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Slaughtering Knife
03:12
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You have the power to turn it off
And you do nothing
You wield the words to change the tide
And you speak nothing
You could make it all stop
You could turn us around
The authority
Nothing
Still you look on from your tower and you hone your steel
Still laughing like thunder rolling down the mountain side
At the groveling
At the servile filth
Vessels of haunted trauma
Future headstones in the field
Shouldering the breadth of his will
Our mighty healer does nothing
But swell your gut on misery
Cheap feed
He gluts you only to kill you
Maximum yield
And your children are meat in the smokehouse
A bounty for generations
A bank for many winters
And mouth for chaos
A hand for cutting
And a knife that slashes like lightning on the plains
We asked for proof of your power
A sign of your awesome love
You reward us with silence
You could turn it all off
Still you do nothing
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Ugly Prescott, Arizona
4 Piece Sludge/Doom band from Prescott, AZ
Krysta: Vox/Samples/Synth
Brandon: Bass/Vox
Chris: Guitar
Ben: Drums
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