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The Calm
02:25
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The Kamenicean
03:11
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Spare me the motive.
You speak with your motion
For all the living, all the dead,
Proof of which the moon is red.
O, forgiveness, O, my queen.
I feel like god, i feel like asking...
Spare me the motive.
Tempt me devotion.
You speak with your motion.
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Icarus
03:13
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Shall I take from the emperor that which is his?
Will I shed his robes and taste of his lips?
Shall I grasp his flame and reach the sun
And surpass the Icarus that I once was?
Or will her sorrow swoon me sound
And swallow me til six feet down?
A slender chance that I might claim
my rightful name before too long.
Unless the fates of winter wait,
Alas, a harsh but perfect song
About a boy with feather dreams
And bitter bliss that line his wings.
So cross your heart and fold your hands
As I invoke the names
Of the lion and the lamb.
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Laughter (Sigh)
01:33
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Sakura
04:24
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Spreading your ashes,
I'm all bashful,
The fire tonight is blue.
Tumbling in verses,
I'm all curses,
Your echoes are shades of rouge.
Can't you hear the laughter in your soul?
Don't you see the rapture in my eyes?
I miss you in pieces,
Thunder and sleepsick,
I dream of you instead.
I've kept all your shoes
And eloquent ques.
The word of god is red.
Won't you feign disaster with my pride?
I'm all soft epiphany and smiles.
Can't you hear the laughter in your soul?
You'll find me. You'll find me alone.
You'll find me. You'll find me again.
The fire tonight is red...
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Isis
04:13
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I see your dress just slink off,
Fall to the floor.
But keep the windows open,
There's a storm tonight.
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Frailty
01:04
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In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape,
Broken branches trip me as I speak.
Just 'cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there.
There's always a siren singing you to shipwreck.
(Don't reach out, don't reach out.)
Steer away from these rocks, we'd be a walking disaster.
(Don't reach out, don't reach out.)
Just 'cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there.
(There's someone on your shoulder.)
There there...
Why so green and lonely?
Heaven sent you to me, to me.
We are accidents waiting, waiting to happen.
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The Manichean Houston, Texas
We are here to change you, to sway you and stain you with breathlessness and reverence. Our live performances are an affair of sweat and lust and limbs akimbo. The story we're telling is one of death and resurrection, love and insanity. We are a collective of revenants. We are The Manichean. ... more
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