Rising

by Sol Obscura

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1.
What would it hurt if you lied a little? It’d help if you get on your back The comfort fades away So tell me what you really need One look and I can tell the fear has clouded up your eyes Your loss of words will say enough of what you really mean I have no fear of being low I have no fear of being high I have no fear of being anywhere Been searching so long for someplace in between I have the feeling I’m being nowhere Cannot find a fit I have the feeling I’m being nowhere Cannot find a fit I have the feeling I’m being nowhere Cannot find a fit I have the feeling I’m being washed out, wasted. I’m a blank (slate) How can we see when the path goes dim? The truth is blinding in the light It seems so far away Too scared to open up your eyes But if you lose you grip I’ll end up falling down the hole, into the null and void. The only place I’ve never been I have no fear of being low I have no fear of being high I have no fear of being anywhere Been searching so long for someplace in between I have the feeling I’m being nowhere Cannot find a fit I have the feeling I’m being nowhere Cannot find a fit I have the feeling I’m being nowhere Cannot find a fit I have the feeling I’m being washed out, wasted. I’m a blank slate I have the feeling I’m being nowhere I have the feeling I’m being nowhere I have the feeling I’m being nowhere I have the feeling I’m being washed out, wasted. I’m a blank slate
2.
Home 04:49
Stepped to the road and it killed me here Spirit is roaming in search of a home. Will it still be there? Beset by a wandering fear Looked up through holes in the stratosphere falling from jealous skies Heaven is home and it could be yours for the worth of your weight in gold. Yeah! NO DEAD GIVEAWAYS! Home is where my hat is hung for the night NO DEAD GIVEAWAYS! Lead to the door of a dead giveaway I channel the wrath of god Broke down the door and he struck me here Bled for a home to die. Yeah!
3.
Wake from a ghost and savor the sun Late today I was in a cave swallowed Hanging on for heaven’s sake I forgot to let go On my way, I flow over yesterdays Conscious streams Hovering around halos Mirrors show a thousand faces of the ghost Hanging from the family tree In the sway of those revolving yesterdays Conscience strains Plundering, the prowl of halos Awake the ghosts Shadows in the smoke The grinding gears that turn in your repose Haunting slumbers of seemingly silent nights Reflections of you and me force-feeding the same disease Enrapturing, the fantasy is believed Shadows in the smoke have wrangled in a host The grinding gears have since laid in repose to be the ghosts of seemingly silent nights
4.
That Man 06:19
That man, the one you say you wanted, baby, well he left today That man, you might have done a little something more to make him stay I walked in, and now you know all too well that they’ll be hell to pay That man, if he were here, he might have kept a guy like me at bay That man, it’s no surprise that he resembles me from yesterday That man, you burned him good and, baby, so begins the slow decay
5.
Isle Of Reil 03:50
Lying on a rusty bed of nails The frigid chill of night will surely pierce my spine Again until the wanted deep pulls me in While all the broken thoughts of day Erupt and fall again to hold my mind ensnared I wait until I finally dream of you Fall down into that torpor, pulls me under, ‘till I rest my soul Will I rest my soul? Never will I Leave and drift beyond the Isle of Reil A specter of the truth and buried lies unmade I watch and wander to the edge un-phased Lose myself into the dark, this realm Of which I feel the bruised and battered parts let go Until the shards of waking tear within again Fall down into that torpor, pulls me under, ‘till I rest my soul Will I rest my soul? Never will I Far down under the water, ride that river, ‘till I rest my soul Will I rest my soul? Never will I You’ll never feel the hurt again When you let the ether pull you down Into a void of sight and sound The tender night will keep you You’ll never feel the hurt again ‘Til you hear the shrill unwelcomed sound That lifts and rips you from the ground The dreaded day is breaking How long until I rest my soul? Those in darkness know Truth is finally told Once the night has hold
6.
Soul 05:56
Hard nut to crack into Shelled her thin skin from you Hair line fractures into the womb Hell bends the life line we tread further from our pledge Inscrutable feud Hard nut to crack into Forged his thick head for you Hair-line cracks refracts the light to hide Hell bends the life line we tread further from our pledge In wavering hues This round with fate We fight to breathe From off the shore I watched it drift from me These longest days (These days in which we fall) When we fall (From off the bluff unto) Swollen seas (Lurching at me) Cold blitzkrieg (I finally find myself) Clean A golden opportunity to erase what’s been deemed off colored, so soiled, and obscene But the cadence, beloved, begins to beat Saved by the sweet melodies you bring from the fathoms of the soul Don’t lose faith Sworn essence An insuperable lonely soul Don’t give up Don’t let go Fiery souls lunge unto the sultry flowering of hope In the fathoms of the soul
7.
The March 03:55
8.
Arise 04:57
All lines in the sands erode once unimagined Were you but a cog of circumstance? Leverage in the throes of deliverance In which you toiled, too tired these days Prime order disengaged Primordial chaos reigns Arise like the Arab spring for middle ground west of kings The hands of man twist and turn and tinker anew Fault lines shiver under Should the waves of tension follow through And they pose, irenic souls that never meant to, never wronged you And they pose, self deputized to marshal in, their sanctuary guards you As the posses swarm their despots warn impending doom befalls those who… Wilderness bellows and springs forwards and back upon the fallen
9.
What Gives? 03:07
Role! It Begins Advance, attack, and conquer the day! Mow ‘em down anyway! Walking tall in slo’ mo’ What is giving in? What does it give? When does it begin? How will it end? Load as fast as you can! Fire on every Nick and Jen who stand in my way of me and what I came for What is giving in? What does it give? When does it begin? How will it end? Swallow within This second wind Hollows within My Silhouette
10.
Words of mouth sow eloquent phrase In step we march, congregate to praise Divergent pollen swims the winds But infinite howling syllables purge [As] restless limbs disturb The out of step march tickles nerves But wound once more and set to beat Dissenters fall in, hidden steps they’ve tread Fetched the selfless figment from the orb of my imagining Our minds were never made up in this mortal coil Washed up, the lines are rearranged Sometimes but never out of rank In step we march according to our make The training of our dismay Fetched the selfless figment from the orb of my imagining Our minds were never made up in this…
11.
Assembly mind handed down the human line These dogs walked themselves from the moment of design I tried to change the tide Hurling through the motives as the steady pace will end in bending time. Washed up in the lie of faithful modus operandi (I) did the best I could to you for I… A selfless face is framed with seamless incoherence like physics of dreams The machine made of man does the best he can by the boundaries of his time I tried to change my mind Hurling through the motives as I watch the way they bend my human line. Unbreakable am I, as well as modus operandi drives us and in turn clutches us all, Bound by rhythm And we march on… I tried to… NEVER MIND! In step we march so full of pride Hidden steps we’ve tread… NEVER MIND! Howling congregate, we purged us blind!
12.
Her Form 06:03
As the shadows grow giving way to the softer side of a day not so new Ultra-violence rains down upon this beaten brow Tides of mandarin skies calm my mind Flight of fancy left the field found another for tonight All sides flanked ready to strike me down I’ve held her ground Escaped the scathe forsake these ruthless hounds and bask into her iridescence Break the east horizon the next new day light slicing, cutting through Senses are surprising lightning stricken in her form Violence rains through Flight of fury locked in the field Brute on fire for a fight All sides flanked ready to strike me down Hands strangle earth to hold ground Scraped and scathed and baked forsaken now What now? Dusk has settled down without it’s peace Moon lit shadows toy with sanity Bonds of courage tie you all to me No rest for the wicked we became In the valley of so many fallen sons Come face me! Prayers to fallen gods, the devil hears our call Come take me! If my hold slips long enough that you Wrench these restless arms away from me Keep your guard of this, my final vow: In my throes, I’ll take you down with me now As we fight for liberties long forgotten The surge that ran through blood empties, long forgotten
13.
Already Dead 03:34
Rise to toil the dreary drudge Hands were meant to bleed Saunter through this endless mess, long and lonely A worker’s day, a squandered life How much do you need? The pact is long and writ in blood Take the days and add them up. Bots were built to feed Lost are all the treasured dreams, dried and dying Turned to rot, a withered husk How long can you bleed? The pact is long and writ in blood All that’s left, I’ve left it to you All of which, you’ve taken from me Nothing’s left. I give it to you All that was, you’ve taken from me What’s left of me? The pact is long and writ in blood Take my name and sell my life I’m already dead Take my name and sell my life I’m already dead. I’M ALREADY DEAD!

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