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Fire
03:22
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All the knowledge in my hands
Useless, now it has come to this
When all your sons and daughters come
Equipped with all their trysts
How I slipped, how I stole
For that lowly hanging fruit
Now I'm spent and I'm sold
All the careless go to you
You're carsick
From the plastic metallic taste of them
Memory
It's a funny thing
And if it serves me
Your back's against the wall
With the culture's craze
You can't get away
So you repeat it when you call
How I slipped, how I stole
It was all because of them
Now I'm spent and I'm sold
Was I building towards the dream?
You're carsick
From the plastic metallic taste of them
I will guide you to the place where we can
Shed off all our skin
It was me that thought that if we bent
We can leave out all the sin
How I slipped, how I crept
It was not because of you
Now I'm spent and I'm sold
Was I searching for the truth?
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Seven
03:37
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Here I am
Avenger
The construct
The faker
I'm willing
To end this
If you are
The Maker
My craft is flawed
Through aging
My circuitry
Has faded now
Unfinished
Ungrateful
I filled these veins
With strange blood
With strange blood
The structure was perfect, but now it's obscured
The language we built up was all that I had ever heard
You tote me like I was your perfect creation
My limits were visible, but you built me up even more
You turned me to sin when my metal turned to flesh
I'm left with a want that eventually led to my wreck
Eventually lead to my
Eventually lead to my wreck
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3. |
Weathervanes
07:01
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We always build our weathervanes
When the rain has come and gone
A failure is a failure when
We're all soaked to the bone
The players always seem to care
When we're all doing well
They all turn to apologists
When there's nothing left to sell
The solid state we're moving into
All will crumble down
Detect, defect, infect our peers
Till they all sing your song
The sutured skin of what has come
What made us all undone
Prepare all of your weapons for
Your war has surely come
We always build our weathervanes
When the rain has come and gone
A failure is a failure when
We're all soaked to the bone
The players always seem to care
When we're all doing well
In disbelief of how this was
The tree from which you fell
We were all here as heroes and
The villains of your books
The proudness for our prowess was
The thing that we have shook
Our tragic mellow sense of fate
We thought will get us there
We all know what needs doing but
We've no clue of the when and where
Hold your gun up steady soon
Your mark is gonna move
Take apart the deadly
I'm just a nothing next to you
The things we've learned from things we've done
Will only make it worse
I sharpen up my tongue to stab the devil in your words
Oh, there's heaven in your words
Oh, the devil's in your words
Dead set and dressed to kill
There's heroes in him too
Sit down, shut up and play
This part was made for you
He plays it straight and blunt
But you still haven't got a clue
So he sharpens up his tongue to stab the heaven in your words
Oh, the devil's in your words
Oh, there's a heaven in your words
Oh, there's a heaven in your words
The freaks knock at your doorstep when
Your monster sank the boat
The precious velvet liquid spilled
When the Hydra bit the hull
Your steady hand don't show it but
This evil is in you
I sharpen up my tongue to stab the heaven in your words.
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4. |
The Sound of the End
05:24
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Pushed into the ancient sea
Now you've grown
Split the empty shell that remained
Of your home
So long, little one
So long, little drone
Spit my name from your lips
And I'm gone
Left the wreckage all to me
Whistle on
So long, little one
So long, little drone
You made it all pretend, you're
Cutting off the insect's
Wings like a kid, content
Something that you've always
Dreamed since the day that you
Curled fingers around this
Crutch of the drink
Brimming confidence
How can you defend this
How you were corrected
How can you erase this
All your thoughts have been
Playing the child again
Playing the child again
Asked where
Where
Where have you been?
Tell me what I need to be
I'm your own
Crawling in a defeat
That you've borne
So long, little one
So long, little drone
Cast into the shape of a rake
That you loved
Pull me and push me away
Now move on
So long, little one
So long, little drone
Drink it from the brim, yes,
Drink it from the brim
You question all around
Howling like you’ve been
Have another drink, yes,
Have another drink
My face was a tell
Howling like you’ve been
How can you defend this
How you were corrected
How can you erase this
All your thoughts have been
Playing the child again
Crying like you’ve been
To the sound
The sound
Of the end
It’s the sound
Of the end
Crisp footsteps
Wet pavement
Come crashing
Don’t touch me
Cause I’m gone, little one
Yes, I’m gone
Assignments
Assassins
Come raise me
Won’t find me
Cause I’m gone, little one
Yes, I’m gone
Gone
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Shinra Sydney, Australia
Rock band from Sydney, Australia
Vocals: Mikhail Bagheri
Guitar: Ali Ziz
Guitar: Aedan Moeono
Bass: Andrew Finlayson
Drums: Lucas Reynolds
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