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Ash and Sand
06:18
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They fled their mistakes
This world not home for them anymore
Stripped barren, depleted
Wasteland by their own hands
The fallout, diseases
Planet of ash and sand
New dawn awaits
New chance to mend the faults of before
They fled their mistakes
New dawn awaits
New dawn awaits
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Familiar Doubt
03:35
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A familiar doubt
Of what it's about
Turn it around
Yeah, we all fall down
Shaking with anticipation
Product of a new sensation
Infiltrate our lives and
Desensitize us to the degeneration
How solemnly must we swear
And share ourselves for profitization
Ignorance is bliss don't try to resist
Don't despair of the abomination
A familiar doubt
Of what it's all about
Try to turn it around, around
Yeah, we all fall down
Oh, well they sharpen their teeth
They knock down the door
Shadows underneath
They're here to settle the score
Oh my, oh mother, oh Mary
Cooperation necessary
Follow the light that shows the site of
Our home in the imaginary
A familiar doubt
What is it about
Try to turn it around, around, around
Yeah, we all fall down
A familiar doubt
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3. |
The Shepherd
03:49
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A shepherd watching over
His flock by night and day
A cry of wolf rings closer
The fear grows as they graze
His mind now fills with panic
Uncertain of their fate
Resolves to make a stand
Their innocence he'll save
A shepherd looks out over
The flock he vowed to keep
But in his frenzied mind
Sees wolves instead of sheep
He draws his knife across them
Red mist flows from each cut
Until the fog has lifted
Aghast at what he's done
The shepherd watches over
The flock he vowed to keep
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4. |
A Bottle of Sacred Sand
06:30
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This is the new insurrection
See the writing on the streets
Naysayers with misdirection
Don't believe the shit they feed
Talking heads that spread the infection
A message of hate to keep their revenue streams
Paranoia sells and decides elections
Through the mind-washed mass, blind to hypocrisy
Please tell me, what's the right answer
The same old thing, so tried and true
Spin the past and shamelessly pander to
The homes of the poor and the land of the few
Heartbreaking, again and again
They try to do the right thing but there's no end to
Unjustified crime towards those who never chose
As they struggle to show those who don't want to know
Time to burn it all down, start anew
We'll find another path than the one our parents knew
It's too late to replace or erase the mistakes
Time to smash the system, tear it out at the roots
Please tell me, what's the right answer
The same old thing, so tried and true
Spin the past and shamelessly pander to
The homes of the poor and the land of the few
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Artifacts
01:58
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Brutalist exterior design
Post-modernist façade of our decline
Architecture of a failing state
A monument to centuries of hate
Iconoclastic times
The images we idolized erased
Greco-Roman sculptures in the court
A Renaissance tradition to extort
Architecture of a failing state
A monument to centuries of hate
Iconoclastic times
The images we idolized erased
Iconoclastic times
The images we idolized erased
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6. |
Trial
03:46
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Heart racing, sweat pouring down
No exit, judgment of the crowd
No reason, so convinced they've found
The cause of their pain
Punishment in God's name
Black smoke as the screams ring out
No demon, martyr of their doubt
No reason, so convinced they've found
The root of their shame
Punishment in God's name
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7. |
Looking Glass
05:16
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Torn Wrists
03:40
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Torn wrists persist, I'm missing you now
Bitterness in your kiss as they cast you out
All the signs you dismissed in the taste of your mouth
A viciousness you'd forgive if you search deep down
I'm licking my wounds as the sirens sound
No choice, my voice broken when they surround
All the pieces, all there to be found
Better lost to me than to see you drowned
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Lilac Shades Atlanta, Georgia
Lilac Shades is Isaac Bishop, Endre Pál Tomaschek, and Cooper Dozier
Atlanta, GA & Charleston, SC
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