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Insularity

by Bird of Bones

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1.
Scarecrow 04:43
=Scarecrow= 1. Jester's eyes Mourn the gone fame As sympathized the prophet race Indulgence or a lapse from grace Nimble's my mind Dear is my pain It leads me through the dark of days Until I find a better place Now realm is infested With men of an easy replacement Not easiest thing to see Your hangman-to-be Makes the crow your archenemy CHORUS Feel the temptation to crucify? When idols holding their grip on time Hard to keep in denial Reckless desire To skin a scarecrow 2. Every crossroad Marked on my face Where wind is playing With castoff clothes Yeah, I am surely one of those Carrion knows no rest and No tongue ever truly expressed it Rare mind is so blind to see Your hangman-to-be Makes the crow your archenemy #BirdofBones
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Phases 04:17
=Phases= 1. Your word and deed That never meet Made the stones for our Babylon The pulsing circles aligned And rivers gone dry Ashes scattered on barren soil Then silence crowned Gave space to sound Crushing weak bones but never heard Gripping thin throats but never heard CHORUS Turn and face it Feel the vibe Synchronize with right and wrong Frantic phases Bled me dry Slaved my mind 2. The heart's hell-hound It's off-beat sound Is an omen of new divide. Some pray to gods Teasing their sluts While the others feed their hounds CHORUS Turn and face it Feel the vibe Synchronize with right and wrong Frantic phases Bled me dry Slaved my mind BRAKE Turn turn and face it Feel my vibe You thought to replace me A hopeless try! Turn and face it Feel my vibe Frantic phases Magnify Free your mind #BirdofBones
3.
Chrysalis 04:41
=Chrysalis= 1. The wormhole goes deep Relentlessly I burrow The hour of my time-proven scheme Enter the artificial coma. Hour of the dream within a dream In the dead light of supernova. And hidden from the sight Stuffed with the black pulp of the "Holy" It's my silent war I wage inside To be reborn or perish slowly CHORUS But I'm breaking up The sculpture spun Killing your prodigal son I'm breaking out I'm rising up Weightless wings spread to the sun 2. I watch the clocks until they melt Tricking the time that should be healing Old revelations newly felt Making the world I left surreal Horizon's burning bright Ground zero's where I gained new life Will I be searching for my blood-line? Anathematized or glorified? CHORUS Now I'm breaking up The sculpture spun Killing your prodigal son I'm breaking out I'm rising up Weightless wings spread to the sun I've woken up to take my run #BirdofBones
4.
Woods 06:01
=Woods= The rain was held The path now washed away No traces left For myriads gone astray When the light Devours the night We collide Untouched Failing to keep to one side When the sun Rolls down Facing the dark side It runs. Unleashed The shepherds comb the woods for submissive sons My time has come I bury the seed Wail of life An echo from the woods A call of the blindfold let drown Vail of lie Immersed in those shining brooks Embraced the roots Unleaved the crown The axe had left unbowed I'm the offspring of forgotten tribe Chose to live in exile, freed While the ego is glorified The empire we built crumbles #BirdofBones
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=Prism & Prison= 1. This time I won't let the reason die Hold on to my right To shift the prism. I try Crush the shells that still confide Don't cease to defy The depth arisen CHORUS The prison walls are closing in but there is light Playing deceitful games It masquerades it all. No rest in countless tries to see the angle right One look in the prism, One way out. 2. This light Ariadne's thread held tight. Salvation I find From inner schism The shell I bite I have me to reunite I have myself to indict I hold the prism. CHORUS The prison walls are closing in but there is light Playing deceitful games It masquerades it all. No rest in countless tries to see the angle right One look in the prism, One way out. Facing true deflection -- My way out #BirdofBones
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=Queen of the Flies= 1. The smell of rust thickens the air Harder to breathe Crisis of trust, Age of despair A total myth The shadow queen lurks in the dark, creeps under skin Usurps the throne, bearing the mark of ancient sin Cut out with surgical precision your intention to think To analyze cause-and-effect and stop the pendulum swing The lustful tongue Tickles the ear Whispering drills The brain unsprung With zeal and fear Reason's eclipse The feast explodes with the deafening... Hail! CHORUS Ambivalence eats subconsciousness Puts the veil on your mind, Leaving no-one behind And determines the being by Gold mine Long live the queen! 2. Nobody counts the casualties of dreadful reign Inside the cage of fractured ribs — the agony That is so calm that no-one hears working machinery Anatomy once pictured life in its simplicity Now's the cup filled with mice, a piece of alchemy The smell of rust poisons the air No way to breathe Lie is a must, Pain is unjust A perfect myth The feast explodes with the deafening... Hail! #BirdofBones

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released December 9, 2015

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