I love that metalcore bands like oepth are promoting black socil awarenss, [B]BLACK[/I] waterpark forever
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Album Rating: 4.0
Kendrick is god?
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yes
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Album Rating: 5.0
Teach me about background 4 notes.
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Album Rating: 5.0
*cough*
Confessor
Of the tragedies in man
Lurking in the core of us all
The last dying call for the everlost
Brief encounters, bleeding pain
Lepers coiled ‘neath the trees
Dying men in bewildered soliloquys
Perversions bloom round the bend
Seekers, lost in their quest
Ghost of friends frolic under the waning moon
It is the year of death
Wielding his instruments
Stealth sovereign reaper
Touching us with ease
Infecting the roots in an instant
Burning crop of disease
I am just a spectator
An advocate documenting the loss
Fluttering with conceit
This doesn't concern me yet
Still far from the knell
Taunting their bereavement
Mob round the dead
Point fingers at the details
Probing vomits for more
Caught in unbridled suspense
We have all lost it now
Catching the flakes of dismay
Born the travesty of man
Regular pulse midst pandemonium
You're plucked to the mass
Parched with thirst for the wicked
Sick liaisons raised this monumental mark
The sun sets forever over Blackwater park
*cough*
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Album Rating: 5.0
Excuse me, I don’t know where that came from
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Now sing Toast of Perdition, that's my favourite
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Album Rating: 5.0
*inserts bread in toaster*
Toast of Mother
Lingering death
Toast on Mother's bed
Black strands on the pillow
Contour of her health
Twisted face upon the bread
Toast of perdition
Stuck in her chest
A warning no one bread
Tragic friendship
Called inside the fog
Pouring venom brew deceiving
Devil cracked the earthly shell
Foretold she was the one
Blew hope into the room and said:
"You have to live before you die young"
Holding her down
Channeling darkness
Hemlock for the Gods
Fading resistance
Draining the weakness
Penetrating inner light
Road into the dark unaware
Winding ever higher
Darkness by her side
Spoke and passed her by
Dedicated hunter
Waits to pull us under
Rose up to it's call
In his arms she'd fall
Mother light received
And a faithful servant's free
In time the hissing of her sanity
Faded out her voice and soiled her name
And like marked pages in a diary
Everything seemed clean that is unstained
The incoherent talk of ordinary days
Why would we really need to live?
Decide what is clear and what's within a haze
What you should take and what to give
Toast of perdition
A saint's premonition's unclear
Keeper of holy hoards
Keeper of holy whores
To see a beloved son
In despair of what's to come
If one cut the source of the flow
And everything would change
Would conviction fall
In the shadow of the righteous
The phantasm of your mind
Might be calling you to go
Defying the forgotten morals
Where the victim is the prey
*removes toast and begins buttering*
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*Twisted face upon the bread
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Album Rating: 5.0
I’m gonna include that contribution
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Album Rating: 5.0
ALL CAPS WHEN SHITPOSTING LYRICS OK
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Album Rating: 5.0
HOW BOUT NO
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Album Rating: 5.0 | Sound Off
man it feels good to jam this again, getting weirdly nostalgic
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Black Waterpark
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Album Rating: 5.0
thin layers of jheri curl juice everywhere
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Album Rating: 5.0
Black, water, park
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Black people fear water though, a park like that would never make profit
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Album Rating: 5.0 | Sound Off
And thus the sun would set forever, over black waterpark
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2. Black
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Album Rating: 4.5
Blackpark Water
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