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Miss Ann Thrope
08:20
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I have a parasite, named Miss Ann Thrope. In a twisted warm embrace, her sickness I hold.
She feeds off my anger, she is well fed. I feed from her affection, I’m malnourished.
Every time she goes away, I’m left wondering when. And then I run into you, she lets herself in.
Controlling the things I say, I lash out at you. Our toxic love affair, a love that’s true.
When I’m with her I can’t be with anyone, she’s the only one.
Rage, fall from grace. It comes around, not too surprising. Hate creeps over. This feeling
doesn’t fulfill me anymore, not anymore.
Blinded by my own reservations, I should’ve known to stop the blood flow. Pulsing forth I see
red of angels, as devils and as human.
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An Axe Named Otis
06:58
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An angel came to me, said the end is near. Revealing my special gift and purpose- destroying
demons. Providing me with a list of names and 3 holy tools- a lead pipe with a pair of gloves
and an axe named Otis.
Everything you ever knew falls apart right before you. How could I ever believe the evil world
you’ve shown to me?
I see your sins, I see the devil within. Visions of the wicked when I touch your skin. You didn’t
think that anyone knew, and it makes me sick. I’ll chop the head off a demon with an axe named Otis.
Cut them up into little pieces (the demons are screaming)
Bury them in the rose garden (the demons are sleeping)
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Faded Dune
06:54
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Blasting through the universal mind, I get stuck here all the time.
Blown apart, spinning out into space. Sandblasted horizon, desert haze.
Lured by an illusion led from a false truth. I’m hiding from my impending doom.
That dark cloud’s following me. Trying hard to find out what’s true.
That dark cloud’s following me. I wish that I never knew.
I see something, but it’s nothing… I’ve lost the faded dune. Night is darkest under a new moon.
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Dusty
08:35
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I wait alone watching the storm pass through. The sun is eclipsed by the moon.
Smoke from the trees dancing along with the breeze. Devil comes from the sea, but that don’t
phase me.
‘Cause I float above far from the fog below. Time escaping me, crazy loon. I know it’s all in my
head, I am here stoned. Time passes with the sun and moon. Dust in the light shining through.
Seasons finally change. I still remain here the same.
I wait alone watching the world pass by. Fire in the distance keeps me high. Smoke from the
trees dancing along in the breeze. Devil comes from the sea, but that don’t phase me.
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From the ash of burning skies, there’s a path in view. Dust and smoke burning my eyes, a light
breaking through.
Holding onto the world (it’s light is greater than you)
Giving in to the unknown (it’s light is greater than you)
Dissolving the mind (it’s light is greater than you)
From cradle to tomb (it consumes you)
I tripped in a room where the walls began to fall. I knew too much, to know nothing at all.
Escaped in a void trapped in skin and bones. Blow out your mind and bleed out your soul.
A drowning sun revived of light, a desert’s rain renewed. I passed beyond the other side, the
castle now my tomb.
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