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Live at Soulcrusher

by Coilguns

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1.
hear the distant ones, dropped online, stuck in fear, whispering how will we make it until the end of the year ? we quit nights of sleep, hate our cells
sleeping hearts couting beats
think we can make it but miss it each time
once the point is reached, freeze the clock, close the door, lock ourselves wake up in pain, plain stupid and vain we still ask for more, mind the gap, waste our time
how will our back stand such pain without dropping the weight ? hold the line, watch the line, line the line, watch the watch ticking for hours and watching us fall
time feels ignorant, brains alike, bodies ill, shoulders weak science makes fun of its standing monkeys while we hold the line, watch the line, line the line, watch the watch ticking for hours and watching us fall
we may speak no more, bear with us, let us in
we won't be facing your screens nor stay where you want us to wait we keep seeing love despised every standard, every try
that'll keep haunting what just died all we cherished back in time noise on a wire
is this everything that can reach us now where we are ? while we hear our parents cry
is this everything that we are ?
will we dare to compromize
our own sanity, our whole house
while we see our parents cry
wish we could freeze time before the exile rewind, rewind we keep seeing love despised every standard, every try
that'll keep haunting what just died all we cherished back in time
2.
this premonition is breaking our hearts there's no illusion no magic words just simple facts we were doomed to success and missed our call our second act now we wish we were born a century before the clash - we don't forecast - oooh I wish we were born before the crash a hundred years before we consciously forfeited our task get a second chance, just one, to wind our watch we would off course be thankful enough for fixing our botch - we never act we don't forecast - we can feel it coming and the fear is growing while the clock is ticking and our chances grow dim
3.
Choose a self-employment scheme For a lifetime career Be sure to pay the entrance And make it through Provision self-awareness skills Hang on the line Follow a sane development Savings set aside
4.
all we wanted was a deeper dream floating on - or surfing over - a troubled sea but all we got was a night of sleep drowned in fear when the morning birds will tweet and the online world will see us floating on fallen dreams will we be dead or deceived ? will we be dead or deceived ?
5.
void our tombs dig our burrows we hide two hundreds of bones our vacant stones that inhabit a corpse for a lifetime at most all the pieces that formed a whole human or fowl our envelop disolved and cut to the bone if we wanted to give back to the soil what our bodies have stolen it should leak through the holes of our hundreds of bleaching bones and reach final goal but our matter’s cursed and even cut to the bone we’ll all poison the moles cut to the bone we’ll all poison the mole
6.
odd disgrace flipped embrace reversed pace we're lovers: not brave true menace our real face two-tone grace we're lovers : not brave let’s dry our eyes this cannot be the end of things we will remember being here, together, alone selfishly together and alone forwards and backwards forever stuck at our own and very personal reversed pace for we're lovers: not brave
7.
despite everything we're born twice phoenix and vermin cats and mice half of our brain is a dominant one what's left of our legs carries the man our two hands are tied to a single side we flee the fairs and work for a while wrapped in our beds and sleeping in baths scowling so hard that we'll wreck our eyes doorbells don't sound when batteries are flat it's obvious we're stuck in the dark - we're stuck in the dark - should we run in the streets or hide in the wild ? is this fair to say that we don't need anyone ? does "being ourselves" mean losing our time ? is refraining from talking better than mime ? our boxes are blank for we emptied our minds almost prepared for it - eager for surprise we don't always accept but we cannot deny it's obvious we're stuck in the dark - we're stuck in the dark
8.
All the way to furthest eyries Self-growing trees, self-growing trees Crawling down unconscious memories Crawling down, down, below the line Clocklike timing and ageing speed Expected numbers under fallen leaves Tentacles moving underneath Crawling down, down, below the line Postal services as future bees Pollination of the youngest seeds Tracing out every single need Crawling down, down, below the line Reaching out to the buried envy I-M-C, I-M-C Vacuum cleaners of all hidden stories Crawling down, down, below the line All the way to furthest eyries Self-growing trees, self-growing trees Crawling down unconscious memories Crawling down, down, below the lines Of fear
9.
what are we good for - to export ourself this far ? are we earthians? earthly pleasures of self contemplation we'd love to watch now for we won't stay long after you're done come back whenever we can what are we good for - to export ourself this far ? are we earthians? _ are we earthians ?

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released January 13, 2023

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