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The Riverwood
02:31
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Trees blot out the sun.
I can stop myself from snatching that gun.
Losing myself in the wilderness for fun.
Lay me in the casket by the lake in the sun.
Clear a path through the tall grass.
Please take me away from class.
I lift my head high waiting for the hill billies to amass.
Thought I'd die, but I took heed and dashed.
I passed through the grove and on down through the everglades.
I saw home.
Way back through the pine, through the mist, through the fog, through the trees so divine.
I ran from the crazed hermits, back by the currents.
Unheard is my disappearance.
Drenched in sweat, so sore.
I heard a multitude of roars, think there were 3 or 4.
I felt that I made piece with the trees,
So scared, prepared to rot with the leaves.
The breeze was warm.
All on my mind was how loved ones could ever mourn.
I made it back to the highway, then I was ok.
I wasn't that far out, but it felt like it anyway.
I had to get away from these god damn bastards.
Narcissistic hordes all passing off as pastors.
The masters of trauma and disparity gave me years upon years of barbarity.
Thankfully I found that which gave me indivituality.
It lived through me, gave me hope and clarity.
Tyrant's in the distance collide walls with their fists.
They found their bliss.
It doesn't need to hit, or miss.
Resent this.
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I bask in rubble.
Muscles lay weak in the rip torn tunnel.
No spell of trouble.
Get up and walk on home.
Through the plains I roam.
Concrete in the dome, wherever is the brome?
The fog thickened.
My earth's sickened.
Hello world, I'm Atlas.
Guillotine above the mattress.
Stay blind to the madness.
Can't cope with my sadness.
Visions turned grain.
Ambition down the drain.
Pass on into the night.
Pass on into the light.
Pass on into the bright.
Pass on into the dark.
Hardly hope to make a mark.
Pessimist please make a mark.
Cadaver dog bark.
Idealize the grave.
Idealize the brave.
Idealize the slave.
I become depraved.
Standing high upon a precipice.
Plunge deep into the shit abyss.
Swallow me, I'm drowning.
Ideological madness.
I rise up from the casket.
Let a motherfucker have it.
Let the enslaved breath it.
Became anemic.
Ambition's bleeded.
Atlas cheated, was defeated.
That's not what I needed.
That's why I never succeeded.
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3. |
The Raven's VVing
01:58
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So now, I wander through the thick.
Make sense of all of it.
Lit the fire.
I'll be a martyr.
It's dire.
Toss compassion in the fire.
Ashes turn to iron.
Rust fills my heart.
Bones become weak.
Mental fell apart, then back again.
Keep resolve, but when?
Rationed omen.
Goodbye to the man, hello to the men.
Blunt trauma piercing through the abdomen.
Either murder the nihilist or cave in.
Sacrilege the violin.
Narcissistic tongue wriggles until you win.
Uncomfortable grin.
Soak in adrenaline.
Who is this? What am I?
I stepped back, this is wrong.
There's no strength here, I don't belong.
I'll be strong.
Back to Riverwood, make a song.
Still dire.
Practicality in the fire.
Ashes turn to empathy, so the bird sings.
Revel in the spring, the winter doesn't matter to me.
Autumn and summer upswing, downswing.
Sting a king, clip the Raven's wings.
Co-dependent bastard ain't a king.
Falsehood ain't a king.
Dominance ain't the king.
The poisoned sage'll sing.
I'm still trying to silence the song, but how will I in my state?
Breastplate continued to palpitate.
Rationale came in waves of hate.
Everything at the extreme did dictate.
Heaven and hell's gate couldn't handle my weight.
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4. |
Ascend the Murk
01:56
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Ok.
Perform now and right.
Mingle the suffering and respite.
Twelve hours through the night.
Give yourself a fight.
Sacrifice made, sacrifice paid.
Empty fulfillment.
Terms of endearment.
Be brilliant Pan.
Motherfuck a boogeyman.
Rot in the oil field, or use the tools that I wield.
I squealed.
What the fuck is a life?
What the fuck is work?
I'll ascend the murk.
Able-bodied men, what was the task again?
Can I be you? How do I do it?
Sell my soul, or find value in it?
Am I fit enough to submit?
Lay my bones in the grit.
Die lit or grow a bit.
Can I balance both?
Should I balance both?
Submit to the growth?
Submit to the fun?
At the end of the gun he tells me, "Praise the sun!"
Praise the sun!
Submit to the task.
Fuck a flask.
Fuck a mask.
I just ask, and then do the task and then-
Praise the sun!
Bastard in a basket won't run.
I won.
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5. |
Clean Your Room
01:33
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Greet the day.
Take my breath away.
I'll try to pave my way.
Happy I woke today.
Play a song in my head.
Make my bed first.
Fulfill hunger, unnursed.
Am I motivated?
I don't know.
If I don't do something though, I'll die slow.
I know a low can't stay though.
Fuck a flow.
I'm on the plateau, but I'll grow.
I'll grow...
You can show me how.
I won't become Mao.
I won't become a Reich.
Strike the sweat off my brow.
What can I do now?
Pledge a vow.
Figure out myself before I try to fix the world now.
Don't bow to the King.
Don't bow to the Queen.
Bring me that horizon.
Give my pulse a sting.
Loving me is everything.
I'm more than just a bastard wing.
I know I can't sing.
I'll never shrink a horror.
I'll strengthen, be taller.
Brawler of fear.
Feet never whirr.
I know I can do it.
What a wonderful world... It'd be a shame if something happened to it....
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6. |
Calm Before
01:37
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I might've failed, eh?
Stayed too long in the sun ray.
Relaxed for too long at the bay.
I just need to play.
Hit the blunt then sleep away the day.
Cognitive delay.
Miles Davis in the rain.
I feel okay.
Rotting in the sunset.
Bastard in a basket.
I guess I can't grow up, I guess I can't task it.
How could I ever know?
How come I didn't know?
Is it worth it to lay low, or worth it to grow?
I don't need to sow my wild oats.
Call me Peter Pan, girls are gross.
I could say something odd and we could be at our throats.
Nah, I only fuck with simulated goats.
Sip my gamer drink.
Teach myself to think.
Used to be an easy setting, then a demon's soul would sync.
My drink tastes different.
Monster to water, magnificent.
Shoutout to Naotoshi Zin, so considerate of me.
Thank you for showing me that I have utility.
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Bathe in the sewer.
Trapped in the gutter.
Stress from those in danger.
I flutter.
Rupture this low.
I'll go down the path I know.
Feel myself eroding.
Something foreboding.
Burn Riverwood to the ground.
Ember's flying.
Summer's dying.
No more lying.
Decrying weakness wasn't good for my suffering.
Days crying, let it out.
Revel in the muck, bathe in the mud.
Panter and shout.
Now take the next step.
What is it?
I took the path up above the horror.
Spent my strength to be an explorer.
Taller than the feeble good where smaller evil once stood.
Water.
Took responsibility, adopted it fully.
Tsunami.
Now I know what the fuck is right.
Now I'll put up a fight.
K vs S.
Impale him in his chest.
Now I know.
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8. |
So True
02:10
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Distorted truth, white lie.
Good in the short term for you and I.
Bad in the long term for us both.
Why do I keep bleeding?
Why do I keep sinking?
Hydra grew 10 more arms, I'm choking.
As the blood runs, tell them that I'm joking.
It's a lie.
Rise up out of this shit.
Think, what the fuck am I going to do about it?
Tell the truth, not the black truth, no.
That's just another lie, what even is a lie?
Do I know?
Lied to my body.
Lied to my soul.
Lied to my mind.
Lied to that which cried.
Lied through the consequence.
This pit isn't bottomless.
I can climb the fuck out of this.
No longer anonymous.
Tell you about the time I bit the bullet.
Tell you how I grew from it.
Tell you that I'm inpure, tell you that I'm insecure.
Tell you I can grow for more than her.
Tell you that I'm bleeding.
Tell you that I'm sinking.
Tell you I'm submerging.
Tell you I'm emerging.
Tell you that I'm selfish.
Tell you that I'm selfless.
Tell you the whole story.
Motherfuck an allegory.
Distort a lie, black truth.
I'm still bleeding, but I'll cut the noose.
White truth, black lie.
I'm no longer afraid to die.
Clear myself up.
I speak up, and shut the fuck up.
I won't let it erupt.
Say it in the moment.
Think about it first, act if I need to act on it.
I'm almost done bleeding...
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9. |
I am Sven
02:14
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Never ever run.
Steady gun.
I am one.
Never come undone.
Tell the voice no.
Bury them in the snow.
Make a truce.
Fuck a noose.
Circumvent abuse.
Call out the narcissist.
It's now or never.
I am Sven, the forebearer.
Climb out the river.
Waterfall.
Don't fall, won't fall.
I stand tall.
This boulder weighs a ton.
Still don't run.
Several nights later still not done.
Drop it, fall apart.
Marksman on sight, carry out my part.
I've succeeded as I needed.
Never wanted to go back.
But I found strength in that.
Start a forest fire.
Riverwood is ember.
I am the sovereign one.
Mask off, I've won.
Stand in the glen.
Stand in the razor-fen.
My pursuit of happiness was shallow.
It'll never come back again.
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10. |
Fight and VVin
01:49
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VVin.
Fight for your kin.
Fight for yourself and for them.
Bastard in a basket blew a fucking gasket.
Show him how to rise up.
Show him how to task it.
Run through the fire.
Emerge fantastic.
Lay my impulse in the casket.
Emote it.
Control it.
It's not writ, don't slit it.
I can stay gritted, be good and gifted.
Competent rage.
I've cured the sage.
It's all fugazi, lost in the haze.
Lost in the maze, refill my gauge.
The tundra has cleared.
I feel my age.
Controlled myself before moving the mountain.
Always and forever bask in the fountain.
There is no tyrannical king, there is only me.
It's not about rights, it's deeper then that.
We are all suffering, I am now entering self-combat.
I will stand up again.
I am Sven, born in the glen.
Fearless, to here knows when.
Here I stand for myself again.
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11. |
Swing (Instrumental)
00:51
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