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Nausea
01:51
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Burial
04:51
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cold candles in the dark / fade slower than your eyes / I want to hold your heart / I’ll rip it out to make it mine / I want to be wherever you are / I want to see / see through your eyes / I long to be forever with you / this is falling in love / they say lovers come and go / not under sixty feet of snow / eyes frozen in one place / forever locked into your gaze / I want to be / wherever you are / I want to see / see through your eyes / I long to be / forever with you / this is falling in love / you burn too bright for this world / you burn too bright for this world / so I’ll stay here underground / and burn with you forever / I want to be / wherever you are / I want to see / see through your eyes / I long to be / forever with you / this is falling in love
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Bloodlet and Chill
05:39
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last night I carved a circle in my palm to lead you to me / you gave me the instructions in an alcohol-burnt dream / I let my blood drip on the candles till they sputtered and went black / in the metallic smoke I thought that I could see you looking back / more vivid than a memory you spoke through whispered tones / you promised if I loved you I would never be alone / and now I feel you all around me and I'm shaking, breathing fire / my ribs are caving in and all I want to do is die / now your hazy ghost loves me like you never did before / it’s got me tangled in the sheets, it’s got me writhing on the floor / it’s got a lock around my ankle and a chain that drags my feet / I hear the jingle and the jangle as it asks “do you love me?” / do you love me? (do you love me?) / like I love you
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Dark Creeper
06:04
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if anyone asks / I’ve left the country / if anyone asks / I’ve left the world / I’m drifting down / between the roots / beneath the moss / to find you / and here I don’t know who I am / here I don’t know who I am anymore / everything is crazy and I’m all upside down / everything is crazy and I can’t touch the ground / you won’t find me, I’m a monster now / everything is crazy and I have left the ground / I found you there / beneath a pall / in a bed of ash / more quiet than death / so I laid down / beside you there / and placed my hand / on your chest / but now I don’t know who I am / now I don’t know who I am anymore / everything is crazy and I’m all upside down / everything is crazy and I can’t touch the ground / you won’t find me, I’m a monster now / everything is crazy and I have left the ground / and here I don’t know who I am / here I don’t know who I am anymore
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Girl of Nightmares
03:44
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listen, girl of nightmares, to the coyotes’ midnight gloom stretching belly up, rapid paw, mouth & mouths wet & waiting, waiting for the milky sliver of nightbone. listen to the creaking pulse from the hefty hens above you retching the venom of rancid seedlings & weekend tissue, scratching the blood-painted wall with a tethered claw, a quill of nightbone sent on the chill of the dark wind’s shoulder, or, enshrined in the frozen wooden alcoves of this simple dwelling, an infant canine tooth, marking the tallies of the biddies in their hours of ecstasy, their grand old cockerel pumped & springing into life. / you’ll never sleep again. / you’ll never sleep again. / listen to your rusted gears, to the grumbling innards you clench with a sweaty fist, having been warned, partook of the milky night bone, cheek ruddy & brimming with hot salty broth, that smoke-boiled ivory, & swam in its silken waves belly up, rapid paw, each of your blushing curves surfacing into the afterglow, pink dormant islands on which ancient settlers once quarried the steaming surface to discover the secrets of the terrain & found a dying colony, afflicted with ulcerations, its pearly soldiers attacking each other, degenerates, mad & raving, disemboweling
their brothers, burning the armor to forge steel towers, shrapnel gardens, monuments to a spent battleground, slash & burn, foul & forgotten. listen to the whispers of the wailing mothers beseeching the pale nightbone for her gossamer shroud: conceal the angry reds. (you were warned.) / you’ll never sleep again. / you’ll never sleep again. / put out the eyes with coins parlayed from the sun’s foolish gambles, cover the ears, stamp the seventh seal upon their foreheads & be mindful: you shall never again sleep, strung out sister, libertine, lotus eater modest & mean; the brilliance of the cool night hums on.
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In the Shadows
04:35
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a coffin is creaking / the dead do not live here / find what you’re seeking / the time is drawing near / I’ll meet you in the shadows / I’ll eat you in the shadows / I’ll find you in the shadows / I’ll kiss you in the shadows / red lipstick collar / I’ll drink your color too / clock strikes our number / cold fingers turning blue / I’ll meet you in the shadows / I’ll eat you in the shadows / I’ll find you in the shadows / I’ll kiss you in the shadows / hands ‘round my face / and I cannot escape / I’ll kiss your neck / and you will not escape
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Tonight
04:13
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meet me tonight / when all the snow has melted from the graves / meet me tonight / before it’s said and done / meet me tonight / cause in the morning all this will be waste / meet me tonight / tomorrow’s dead and gone / meet me tonight / don’t say a word or let them see your face / meet me tonight / beneath the sheets we’ll hide / meet me tonight / cause hope is lost, there’s terror in your face / meet me in the last place / they say they’re coming out of graves / they say they’re coming out to play / they say they’re coming out of graves / they say tonight
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Foxxxy Mulder Seattle, Washington
make rhizome in the shadows
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