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Blessings of Fortitude
01:39
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Forgetting the answers to questions I’m asking myself.
If there’s a lesson worth learning in all of this, I’m better off underwhelmed.
Shaking figure, encapsulate evidence, breaking bread with your foe is the solution to all of this uncertainty just to not fucking know.
Blessed with fortitude, but who’s cutting my heels?
Vacant, prospect, nailed to the tracks by my pride.
What's worth hanging onto when everything I knew was a lie?
Brutality: self-directed and self-absolving.
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Blazin Pain
03:34
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Unrequited compensation.
Back and forth in the workforce tango.
Wasted hours in competition climbing up the financial ladder.
Feral-minded bastard FUCK drenched in sweat with a thirst for blood.
Primal urge to shed the flesh. To writhe with nary a thought is bliss.
Blazin Pain!
To live and breathe is pain
Wake up and relive the pain
Clock in to man-made hells.
Wheels of production breaking you down.
Blazin Pain!
Product of Man’s mistake
To think is to cause pain
Dreams of peace and prosperity will never be yours to keep.
Locked into self care cycles, a bullshit need to self empower.
Self aggrandizing, self gratifying. Clock back in call that self sacrificing.
Inner peace is a shattered dream sold to you to placate the beast
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Blazin Pain!
Yours are the hands that feed
Give in to the release
Honor thyself and shed the motherfucking pain.
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Bathed in Gold
03:11
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My birth’s an act of violence.
Less a want, more a need, more for greed.
31 anxious weeks.
“Should I jump, should I hang, should I bleed?”
Negativity pumps deep inside of me like the tarnished seed that sent me.
Oh how they’ll all sing for me!
When I’m home, I know I’ll be...
Bathed in gold.
Oh mother of mine, tell me what do you see: hate overwhelming, love to be unleashed?
Do you see heaven in my eyes or the reflections of the monster that brought me to be?
Do you see me for what I am?
Do you see heaven in my eyes, or reflections of the monster that made me?
Momma, I’m home!
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MDBE
01:45
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Bowed at the mercy: Of a chemical imbalance.
Broken and beholden: To that which I don't have.
Crushed under a lack of routine, routinely plotting my downfall.
I am my worst enemy. alone in my head, I am choking.
Thinking//Sulking.
Waiting for my next major upswing: the manic machine running wild, til then I am filling myself with disillusionment and denial.
Blunt force trauma: Hard mental reset.
Peel back the problems: Cognitive dissonance.
Cluttered and disjointed: Decayed like all the rest.
Null and voided: No use in remembering
Complacency is killing me.
Stagnation will be the death of me.
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Pandering Snake Bastard
03:22
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Do you ever notice? The glazed over eyes?
You meander but can’t find the point.
An awkward gesture, a pause too long, a giggle here, stumble there.
Do you ever notice the empty stares, eyes devoid of any crumb of attention and yet you continue ad nauseam.
Still lulling on, falsifying your position.
You are a friend, you swear, not foe.
Too bland to recall but perhaps that’s so, you pandering snake bastard!
Tell me what I want to hear, don’t tip toe around the subject.
You’re no one to me, just tell me.
You’re no one to me.
Obfuscated, predatory, as you traipse around in cruelty-free sheep’s wool.
Are you nervous?
Are you scared that you’ll be identified for what you are?
You fucking coward.
You fucking coward!
You stalk like a coward in the grass.
You prey, you pry, wherever you think you fit in.
You take what you can get and you try your best to ruin what you can.
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