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Apathy Swallows Tomorrow
06:48
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Poison in the wells.
Rivers keep me calm, quiet flood.
Hemlock grows by your shoreline.
Thistles tied around my throat.
Apathy, apathetic.
Your red tinted lamps are blinding.
Blue shades grant me hope.
The heavens only grow deeper indigo.
The heavens only grow deeper indigo.
Let the worst thoughts in.
The ground feels softer than your bed.
Let the worst thoughts in.
The ground feels softer than your bed.
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2. |
Crooked Feet
05:14
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March your crooked feet up hills toward the highlands.
Row your broken ship up stream forever.
You won't find the light in him.
Your crooked soul ignites my path.
March your crooked feet forever.
Lights on your sloop shine blue.
Hues.
Pink shadow's reign of terror.
Hearing your calls bleeds me.
Dried tears no longer hold me down.
I hope you're nothing like your father.
The stones you throw across ponds,
Toward the murky gallows.
The trench you built swept my love.
March your crooked feet up hills toward the highlands.
Row your broken ship up stream forever.
You won't find the light in him.
Your crooked soul ignites my path.
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3. |
Lavender Petals
06:05
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Sewing seeds to suffocate myself.
Desperate roots in thick soil.
You make me not want to wake up.
I'm exhausted and tomorrow's still coming.
Swept out to sea by cyan flowers,
And still the sun will rise on high.
Purple seed, petals burnt.
Flowers freeze.
Staring blankly over waves of desperate hues.
And moving on seems like a curse.
Windswept callouses form shades of blue.
Shades of pink.
Blue.
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4. |
Like Heaven
04:53
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Heaven feels a lot more like hell.
Bringing me closer to church bells.
It burns.
It burns like heaven.
It hurts.
It hurts like heaven.
It burns.
It burns like heaven.
It hurts.
It hurts like heaven.
Cloudy eyes see rising smoke
Blue skies clouded by endless gray.
Why can't I make it go away?
Why can't I take it all away?
It burns.
It burns like heaven.
It hurts.
It hurts like heaven.
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5. |
No Ocean Before Me
03:22
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6. |
Looking Through Windows
04:20
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Become the poison that you detest.
Become the gallows in which I hung myself.
Sold your life to nothing.
Feel like you feel something.
I'll leave myself behind.
You let disease cover dark.
Tear these two lost souls apart.
Frown if you hear me.
I can't hear you.
Looking through a window toward your future.
Its dark, cold, and miserable.
I can't help you now.
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7. |
More Than
08:23
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Mermaid crooning.
In antiques, a light shimmers.
The shore's cold shoulders,
Graced by the suns beams.
Glistening daydream.
In which the hills beyond embrace the sky.
Shallow water at my feet.
I cannot stand any taller for you.
It means more than you know,
But you'll never know.
It means more than you know,
And you stood there the whole time.
Another dream.
Another dream.
One more step 'til the water swallows me whole.
One more word I'll never speak to you.
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8. |
Come and Drown
08:41
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A serpent's head tilts back.
Pantomiming how we move.
Blue waves crash around me.
You and I stand still.
And we break the fuchsia.
And we break the fuchsia.
Blue and pink mix at my heels.
You and red mix at my heels.
The endless march in my breast.
You are the newest portrait.
The endless march at my feet.
Swallow me whole, Atlantic.
Whole.
This cold resting place.
The endless march in my breast.
Drowning, drowning, drowning.
The endless march towards you.
The endless march in my breast.
Drowning, drowning, drowning.
The endless march towards you.
The endless march in my breast.
Drowning, drowning, drowning.
The endless march towards you.
Rest.
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Wounds of Recollection Atlanta, Georgia
Atlanta based solo artist, Wounds of Recollection, weaves bright bursts of black metal and crushing detours into doom metal
in between somber moments of shoegaze, emo, post-rock, and drone to fuel a sound inspired by loss, coming to terms with aging, and long-forgotten simpler times.
Formed in 2014.
Created and produced anonymously and independently.
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