32​.​3​.​1

by down in it.

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released 02 November 2014

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Track Name: 32.3.1
I can always feel..
When death is hovering.
There's a hum that's so familiar...
...it's almost comforting.
A voice that cuts so deep
With the crescendo that it speaks.
It takes a piece of me
With every single casualty.

In these moments of silence
I hear the echoes of his voice.
The methadone's a metronome
thats drowning out the noise.
I'm measuring my minutes.
In fucking milligrams.
Another life gets washed away
like it was footprints in the sand.

"What happens in this room will stay in this room."


"Keep your nerves in check
Cause it's time to make our move.
We came here for a reason
And you've got some shit to prove.
We planned it out ourselves.
and you know what happens next.
Take his fucking life and you'll be welcome in the set."

"Pull the knife. Take the life.
You're one of us tonight.
Pull Your knife. Take his life.
And watch him fucking die!"

Why? WHY? WHY??

These beaches bring the plague
Every time the tide rolls in.
When the ocean meets the shore,
It brings a storm with it.
The stinging of the rain..
Feels like venom in my veins.
Our voices shake like thunder
Anytime we speak your names.

IM!
IN HELL!
IM!
IN HELL!
IM!
IN HELL!
IM!
IN HELL!

"A P is for the panic that I felt before I squeezed.
The A is an apology. I fell down to my knees.
The T is just the trigger that I'm begging for relief.
I changed my name to memory.
Change my name to memory...all I'll ever be!"
Track Name: Re(a)ligion
Waging war within myself over what I believe.
If religion is the door, I'm guessing faith is the key.
Ive knocked so many times but nobody's answering.
Is it GOD who I am calling? Or is it only me?

An epiphany.
Its sickening.
I'm slipping.
And its crippling.
I'm crying out for ANYTHING.
But only ME is listening.

My head will never bow for you.
My voice will never sing.
You could move a fucking mountain but I still wont believe.

If god would slit his pretty wrists.,
and drown me in his streaming love...
fill these clouds with holiness...
and cleanse me in his perfect blood.
My calloused palms and scarring knees..
would symbolize my faith restored..
from up above I'm cleansed in blood..
so when it rains.......
I'm fucking yours...

see...my god... was just a need for hope.
But no matter how many times I called his name...
I never felt his love...

My god was never there for me...
the father. son. and holy seed...
your flowers never bloomed to be...
anything but blasphemy.

My
God
Is
Dead.
Track Name: Coma Blue
I..
am broken..
and no one..
seems to understand..

I'm convinced..
You see through me..
a shattered mirror..
of opportunity..
You break me down..
relentlessly..
a cracked reflection..
of your own insecurities.

nobody understands!
nobody understands!
nobody understands!
NOBODY!

you said to be myself but myself is who I hate the most.!

You just didn't see that your words could hold such worth..
Its hard to see the light when your face is in the dirt..
I made heroes of my enemies who made me feel the worst.
Convinced me I was nothing. I found comfort in the...hurt.
Track Name: Outro
NCHC.