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Hush
05:10
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my restless mind cold thoughts take flight sink with each step to familiar depths where I have strayed no tracks are laid a voice then said "I'm lost again"
hush
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The Deciding Knife
04:03
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displaced, crushed from all sides towards the east, my sight
this blade must be alive it makes rivers down my spine
vultures, not far behind I hear their quiet flight
how long to decide? a knife that gives or takes life
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Korppikotkat
06:06
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it all lurks behind the eyes my body breaking up, breaking down, breaking in
a glimmer of hope within my youth knew nothing
this place is not my home
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Parallel Keys
02:46
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Thaw
11:13
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I’ve crawled back to my broken roots all memories shared, lost
the cold care a pat on the back pretending to find peace
this wicked world where we don’t care anymore
we head straight to the thaw
keep the knife alive buried deep inside and vultures pick the bones
as the sun arrives and the frost declines our winter is the wound
could you put me in the earth? or is it more than I am worth? hush
I see the figure in the sky my hands cut lines through form and light
my flesh hangs, fingers from the sun the more it hurts, the more I’ve won
I am the self-defeating fraud a wave of hands, a light applause - oh hush
begone, the carrion birds on our best behavior
lessons break through the skin blood to slow to recall
put me deep in the earth a kindness that you don’t owe
taste it, a mouth full of sin laugh as though we thought so
keep the knife alive buried deep inside and vultures pick the bones
as the sun arrives and the frost declines our winter is the wound
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Old Blood
05:32
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Copperhead, Cottonmouth
07:37
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hand rests upon the knife awaiting the chance to free you
eyes locked upon the sky allowing the words to pour through
hands in the snow inscribe the meanings, a mere illusion
where would you like to fly? where would you like to fall from?
as the last bit of youth recedes we see everything as threatening
the demons of my neglect but I know they won't forget me
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I, Parasite New York, New York
I, Parasite has been creating industrial-infused sounds since the mid 1990s. Their fourth and final full-length album, Österlanden, is a realization of a twenty-plus year sonic journey. Although the album marks the end of this chapter, the spirit of Österlanden will live on in I, Parasite’s successor, Winter Is The Wound—with new music to come in 2023. ... more
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