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Merlot Rum and Coke
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Chewing sour grapes like Aesop’s fox, entertainment brain drain robs free thoughts. Drunk off the concept of “perfection”, unwilling to see the natural beauty. A fanciful escape made with sugarcane and grapes. Meanwhile, the blood on our hands has long since dried and cicatrized.
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Eyes bled from genius, the fresh slag
Offal in tied steaks, Scat rash fever;
To the kleptocracy for which it dances on our graves
One nation under wolves in sheepskin.
Irreconcilable with lobotomy and jaundice for all.
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Bite the hand that feeds you the bullet
A pledge of discordance in retort to
Emotional avoidance
Falling out of the pocket into mutual abyss
Remiss without a goodbye kiss
Celibate to the self, notwithstanding
Sueños de nadie, sin un rostro
Give me reason to believe you do not belie me
You stare into the darkness of within
Polar night mind myopic to the senses
“Suspect, without an iota of respect
Asking how you have an alibi for that night
Yet the evidence suggests not otherwise…
Cold case, tengo frio pero me siento.
Remnants of your repudiation nonexistent
You walk into solitude and disappear like clouds into the aether.”
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Countdown to...
00:04
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The Embers Quenched
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Thrashcore power violence
Unrest inside for a long time
Cardboard coffin lachrymatory
“Come taste the vanquished fire”
…So spake the wind to the empty choir.
“I dream of a world where
Compassion is inherent, not contingent.”
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The more you dare to push me,
The more I pull you down to hell with me.
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To drown in time’s amorphous waters
Oceans of seconds passing by the tides
Ebbing through the ides
Talons of truth, execrable nails
Accept thy denouement, immortality is not in thy grasp,
Rather in the rusting fists of history
With other tales of thermodynamic impossibility
A legacy of perpetual motion machinery
Thy hubris will dictate thy quietus.
From the cradle—the death rattle
To the grave—death’s bells
Auric dawn
Stabbed in the neck
Shat to death
Zombie lobotomy—revocation of breath
The starch cycle has dried—only poison is left.
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Matryoshka of façades, the masks you wear
Unlike others, only I have seen your real hair
Remembering that self-hating child within
Manifested into a grotesque creation
Shed your fuckin’ skin, you’ve reached the end
Pompous bravado crumbles, your walls are paper thin
Your veil so diaphanous (to me) readily ripped to shreds
Born in hate to fornicate
Mummified in your nurtured habitual disguise,
Disquieted when we see your real eyes.
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You are—a diamond in my eyes
You are—a diamond of the night
A shining geometry
I want to see you be more than dreams
I want to see you be my sunshine’s gleam
For all eternity
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I plead the fifth
I don’t give a shit
So fuck off and die
I won’t be telling you why
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Quimico Massachusetts
The band name is Castilian Spanish for "Chemist".
Experiments in music, like one does in a laboratory.
Phlegmy Kilmister: Executive producer and chemist.
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