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Overture 00:53
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Watching you out of the corner of his eye you’re playing in your sandbox doing normal kid things Over there your father is talking to another man can’t shake the feeling there’s a little meter red little meter red frantically going up and down, up and down, up and down So you keep playing the panic growing in your head and you keep looking at the little meter red the vision in your dream is a static television set eyes open wide back against the bed Don't be frightened, child Just close your eyes and Drift along in the white noise Let yourself go unencumbered into the white noise The static, it washes all clean, and swallows the screams Just close your eyes and Drift along in the white noise.
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Blind as a mole searching from the sun Trapped in a chamber within the hearth of the earth, my love Don’t say there’s no other way This is how it will become Dark in the sky, little shadows growing on the ground Hidden in the clouds, Luna’s face has fallen down, my love Into the arms of the earth As I fly home to you Cold hands, warm heart, fast feet to your door As I closed my eyes I could hear The world shout out screaming in fear My mind stretches out time Your face shines behind my shuttered eyes Being so high my dear everything below is so pure and so clear There are no lines, they all just disappear Into the eye of my mind Drawing you inside of me Warm hands and heart we’ll meet once more As I closed my eyes I could hear The world shout out screaming in fear My mind stretches out time Your face shines behind my shuttered eyes And our ghosts are made of machines Entanglement uniting our seams Hold your phantom hand within mine My face shines behind your shuttered eyes
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Britewaller 04:50
Questions through gritted baleen of origins of love unseen My son, the whale from pocket to canal Under star swimming beside you, on firm ground, on wet stone, my feet pound While gracefully in your wake is pushed the need to give answers My son, the whale we share our vices Passed father to son I will drown for sirens I’d swim through your heart Clearing concerns from your thumping valves My son, the whale Your song, my son, is of the sea Under star swimming Her song called, my breath failed, stones shook, you were made But sometimes love’s only passing I wish I had more answers
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Achromatize 03:07
My skin is translucent, not entirely clear like glass My veins you can see through a haze of a foggy of blue Shadow under eye know that I will fade away vanishing inside show that I am fading away Cells drifting by one grain at a time Concave their structure, my body entwined Crisscrossing lines, shivering spine muscles contracting in full body bind My blood is congealing and churning with flakes of ash The pulse of my heart is beating a queasy tune Shadow under eye know that I will fade away Atom of my mind know that I am fading away Achromatize
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She counts slowly and I wait face down She counts higher and higher I wonder When will the axe drop I barely keep my head, it hangs by a thread Pleased, she slowly walks Me, dying to be found I’ve almost lost my mind Lying upward, facing under Covered up by sheets so sterile Breathe through severed nerve and marrow Through these stitches it’s hard to swallow And all I can remember of her Is her voice counting in the dark But I can’t remember who she was
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I wandered in your garden trampled on your cup of children so unwanted have a place but not for Hung by the skin of their teeth, they could see nothing of Buried by a barren breeze, I'd plant these seeds if not for Young dreams, so unseen, sailing on a sea of seams monsters lurk beneath the deep telling us who belong to these lines lines on the mirror lines in the ceiling and the wall lines in the water and the soil lines on the pavement lines in the steeple and the hall lines that separate us all stretched limousines and all those plastic modeled queens these demons so unwanted have a place but not for Old dreams, so obscene sailing on a sea of seams water, over, underneath reflecting who will conquer these Will we crush this carapace or hide behind the mountains that we face bound up with these lines on the mirror lines in the ceiling and the wall lines in the water and the soil lines for the lion lines for the weevil and the mole lines for the bread and for the oil lines on the pavement lines in the steeple and the hall lines that separate us all
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Organ Trail 03:35
I have been here before Over cracked teeth I float Slide down the monster's throat to the organs below Though I may be a child I've seen enough to know consumed in a cycle that I can't control the belly of the beast is a second home to me the famine of the feast a pattern on repeat Moving past the fear Nothing is new here In I come and out I go ...but I'm still whole Squint toward the outside light But I don't get too excited I know that when it ends I'm devoured again What more can I give to be your supper? Every moment I have to offer What would we be without each other? I am the meal you're my monster
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Water billows through the open mouth into the belly of the sea deluge fades to mist that fill the cavernous abyss through which it falls deep beneath our ships and dreams lie side by side in shallow pools afloat and everything that enters here is all this sunken kingdom comes to know The tide drew me to this place, and here i spend my days buried alive at sea in a grave beneath the waves cant fathom the depth of it, but it may as well be leagues cuz there’s no escaping from the belly of the sea hand over hand no end in sight

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released September 4, 2018

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Lords of Sealand San Francisco, California

Lords of Sealand are:
Jon Illum - lead vocals
Dakota Salazar - guitar
Brent Curriden - guitar
Evan Gritzon - bass
Nick Moore - Drums

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