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This is where the blood pumper died
Sabotaging itself from the inside.
This is where it bled to death
Against the Altar of Unrest,
Defeated and pitiful.
Leave it there to rot.
Defeated and pitiful,
Leave it there to rot!
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Photoperiodism
02:51
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Pigment trickles tumbling down,
Leaving a trail of seasonal segue.
Bordering the road,
Preparing for resurrection.
Though I live, the leaves begin to dye.
They ply because of the ply they apply.
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Oil Hurricane
02:01
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The fair-haired children decorate the tether ground.
The soundtrack to their end is their very own lack of sound.
We all knew, but we hoped this day would never come.
The day the Oil Hurricane would stain the Sun.
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Foliage Flower
01:51
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Mysterious threading binding pine growth
Into a diminutive gift as careless as its maker.
I can never reach high enough when altitude escapes me.
Spare me your artifact of fiction.
Why, why, Traveler of Time,
Were you merely a waste of mine?
It lived as we lived and withered as we did.
Oh, the dances we forget.
Oh, the memories of regret.
Oh, I never thought I'd find remorse.
Oh, the woods we walked through by force.
Oh, the paintings stain my brain to this day.
Though dissipated, the Foliage Flower remains.
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Keeper of the Stars
04:51
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On the hill, you kept me warm underneath the cold stars.
Side by side together there. In the dark I see your eyes.
Point out the dipper and I'll bring it to you in a box on Orion's Belt.
I will do what I can tonight to keep you warm.
Glistening specks of diamond light look like dirt residue
When placed next to your smile and all that is you.
Leaves have turned orange in the fall air,
And with wind they rain.
Carriages roll, breaking for the light.
And they fly back up.
You will never love any of the people that you cannot see in your mirror.
You will never love any of the people that you cannot see in your mirror.
You will never love any of the people that you cannot see in your own mirror.
You will never love any of the people that you cannot see in your own mirror.
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Pseudo/Sentai Columbus, Ohio
[RED] = Scott Baker: Vocals/Guitar/Programming
[BLUE] = Greg Murphy: Guitar/Vocals/Programming
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