1. |
Discarded
08:00
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(Intro)
Your time will come
They say that death is doubtless
Prove him wrong
You've seen enough
To know that life is hardship
Oh!
Your blood will dry
One day you'll be forgotten
Like the rest
You've made mistakes
But can you grasp redemption?
Oh!
Alone, astray
You've found yourself deserted
Trapped in the wreckage of what you’ve earned
Above, ahead
This trodden path you've chosen
Walk the line
Bestow, betray
It's all the same in the end
Nothing spirals out into infinity
Behold, become
The bringer of all sorrows
Oh!
(Verse 1)
There are days
I wonder
What lies beneath
That wrinkled hide so leathered
It’s cracking bones still won’t repent, and
There are nights
I’ve pondered
What lies beyond
That aging face in vain
For we were nothing but your thorns
Tossed aside
Did the thought once cross your mind?
If you could take it back
Would you let the clock unwind?
In this cage of spite
Laid the laws of apathy
Spurned away your blood and kin
But there's no guilt, just fantasy
(Chorus 1)
Oh, in that holy place you'd call home, there's
Nothing left but memories
Rotting (Hearts of all feelings)
Careless indifferent frigid
Heartless insipid and wretched
Oh, in the grace of your final days and
Still you claim that you were
Discarded (Tossed in the fires)
The martyr is righteous and blameless
But look at the life you've neglected
(Verse 2)
You count the years
Elude you on this lonely road you walk
Foolish shepherd
Scattered to the winds your flock
Your solitude won’t end
When you wilt
On that final day
Still you count your woes
Tell yourself that sins like flesh decay
There must be regrets to grieve
Behind that stony wall of pride you've laid
What time remains
But soon we’ll gaze upon your grave
We could not forget you
But you won't find forgiveness in the earth
When it's too late to spill your tears to those you've hurt
(Chorus 2)
Oh, in the holy land of your heart, there's
Nothing left but memories
Rotting (Worlds from the inside)
Careless indifferent frigid
Heartless insipid and wretched
Oh, in the grace of your final days and
Still you claim that you were
Discarded (Into the nothing)
The martyr is bitter and shameless
The warmth of the light is rejected
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(Bridge 1)
The bile you spit at angels
Your animus is shameful
Emotional exemption
Conceited from conception
(Alternate Chorus)
All that you’d abandoned
Every pearl still in your grasp
Now all life has burned away
Only ash and dust remain
You could have shed your burdens
But there’s no going back
When there was time for forgiveness
And you were more than just your pain
(Bridge 2)
Defiant yet defenseless
This feast of pride so senseless
Forsaken and relinquished
The spark of life extinguished
(Outro)
I saw you one last time
Through that wall of glass
And I realized
How these years have passed
I will not forget
That look in your eyes
What shame, all alone
You meet the end
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2. |
Tranquilizer
06:52
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(Verse 1)
Same (Same)
Shit (God damn thing)
Different (Different)
Day (Headaches)
May (Might)
Break you (Break you)
Can’t (Can’t)
Break me
(Pre-chorus 1)
Chemicals under my tongue, or through the lungs
Or in a vein, they start to paint
A prettier picture than
The one we’ve been provided with
(Chorus)
Just a taste, just a touch, just a tab
Just to ease the monotony of
doing this whole thing
Again and again and
again and again and
Again and again and
again and again and again
(Verse 2)
Same (New)
Shit (God please make it stop)
Same (Ceaseless)
Life (Again and again and again and again and it)
May (Will)
Break you (Crush You)
Can’t (Won't)
Touch me
(Pre-chorus 2)
The machines rings likes bells for me
So splendidly for only me
Colours and shapes is all I see
No human beings, there's only me
Screeching and grinding likes bells for me
It's hell for me, I beg you please
Shut them all off, but you won't it seems
So dosed I'll be, my mind set free
(Chorus)
Just a taste, just a touch, just a tab
Just to ease the monotony of
doing this whole thing
Again and again and
again and again and
Again and again and
again and again and again
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(Alternate chorus)
Drifting off to
(But still the motors running)
Tranquil lands
(Gears sharp like knives start cutting)
Twisting cogwheel limbs to
Mangled hands
(Blood spills you)
Screams don’t reach me
(It’s all falling a-)
Part without me
(I am blind to your)
Suffering at the hands of the
Crumbling machine
(Bridge)
The dogma of dependency
Colours the monotony
The subterfuge of substances
Subjugates reality
Can’t break me, touch me
Hurt me, fuck me
Wrap around my
Neck and crush me
Planets span oblivion
Yet we’re all trapped in our own skins
I burrow deeper into mine
A cosmos I alone define
Can’t break me, touch me
Hurt me, fuck me
You suffer, I soar
(Outro)
Mad visions are
Haunting me, keep me sane
My escape from tyranny is my
Dissolution from humanity
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3. |
Assablanca
09:25
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(Spoken Verse)
Every three quarter cycle, you hit a brick wall
The clowns are all drab and grey
The sky spits out misplaced kindnesses and well aimed confusion
And everybody it hits regardless makes sure to always mind their manners
Stay civil and thankful
I just want to get away from all of you
Inject one small intangible fragment of nature into my brain
For the thousands or so that I’ve unwittingly killed
Still working out the math there
I want to stay away for even longer
But there’s this kind of emissary, from the first circle
A real asshole who won’t stop screeching from inside the walls
Telling me there’s work to be done
Sometimes it keeps me up all night
Something about “sipping wine up in Napa”
I don’t really get it, but he’s not as bad as he seems
And we’ve managed to work out a temporary living arrangement
Some nights I sleep like a stupid baby
I try not to worship anyone or even like them
I try not to believe anything I read, especially if really I want to
If I look miserable, that’s only the atmosphere
If I look angry it’s only because I want to toss you down a never-ending rickety staircase
And then help you pull out every splinter one by one when you finally reach the bottom
But whatever you’ve done, I’m sure it’s forgivable
I think sometimes, I hear a good song or the sound of someone important
Finally making the decision to land face first into the concrete
But I’ve got no data to support this
Just vague funny feelings that I’ve traveled
But I wouldn’t trust the books on that one either
So I don’t
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(Chorus)
Toss me aside
Kick in my teeth
Stomp my bones to dust
Cut me off from your herds
As kwashiorkor
Rots me from inside
As the wheels fall off
As we burn to death inside the wreck
Poison in the veins
Limbs all are sawed off
Even as I am struck
I command that lightning fucks itself
Ecstasy of failure
Will not heed to your hand
Mobs and masses may break my body but
Spirits rise to reclaim poisoned lands
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(Rap Verse)
Drinking wine up in Napa
It's ya boy, Lil B
Eyy B, I see you
Sipping wine up in Napa
Looking at the trees and these views
What I'm gonna do
Lil B the BasedGod, how are you?
I'm your host for the day
I'm the road, for the day
Roll up a joint, and get blazed
Feeling great, I
See so much in this world today, I
Never stop, never fold, just be okay
Love the world, so fuck it what's today for?
Said we never give up and we won't leave the game alone
Sipping wine up in Napa
Sipping wine up in Napa
Sippin wine up in Napa like damn
Might try a couple pastries, put em all up in my hands
Farm to table, table to farm
What's the difference, it's all death
Are you on the plate or on the farm
Could you connect everything?
Six feet long, a hundred fifty feet deep
Reach up in the ground just to see the tunnels
We sipping wine up in Napa
Sipping wine up in Napa
Who's will come faster?
I'm sipping wine up in Napa
I know Lil B the BasedGod, let's go!
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Ashbreather Montreal, Québec
December 2016 was the birth of progressive sludge/death metal group, Ashbreather, featuring former members of The Wild
Hunt.
As of January 2021, the band has become a trio with each member sharing vocal duties, and throwing in non-traditional metal instruments into their music.
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