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Cognitive Captive
02:27
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There are, so many things I wanted from my life, but I, struggle to motivate myself, at all.
A cognitive captive!
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Release
04:52
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I’m at the end of my rope, and I’m tired, of climbing back up.
Holding on to a shred of decency. I might let go, but I’m so-
Over encumbered by my saturated conscience, a weight I cannot escape.
Dissatisfied, as I analyze my retrospective choices.
I’m at the end of my rope, and I’m tired, of climbing back up.
Holding on to a shred of decency. I might let go. I’m going to let go!
My instincts take over, my actions betray my ideals.
Now there’s no turning back, I can’t undo what is done,
I just can’t let this control me!
I won’t learn. I don’t care. I don’t hear, what you said to me. Oh!
Will I find any peace, in my apathy? Maybe I’m not capable of being redeemed.
Until, I break. Free of this cage. I had created, to shield me from this-
Change.
If I release, this hold I, might get lost in the poison. Or drown in the need.
My grip is failing, and the fall is so inviting!
Forever waiting for a bittersweet release. I, let go.
Pushed past my limit, I relinquish control.
Piercing through the wind, the cliff disappears from view. As I fall!
The fall was bliss. (Getting lost in the release. x2)
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Roar of the Riptide
05:12
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Struggling against gravity, I reach for the surface.
Desperately I reach for the streaming light. As It, filters and fades.
Grasping for the surface, resisting the violence. The jaws of the riptide roar.
Exhausted from the fight, my mind starts to fade as I’m sinking deeper.
Light becomes a memory, as it drains from my eyes. Why?
As my eyes, grow accustomed to the darkness, I see the desolation.
A watery desert, between me and the air I need.
Water fills my lungs, as I try to breath. Uselessly, fighting for my survival.
Battling, invisible forces. Forces. This will conclude, my final odyssey!
Exhausted from the fight, my mind starts to fade as I’m sinking deeper.
Light becomes a memory, as it drains from my eyes. Why?
As my eyes, grow accustomed to the darkness, I see the desolation.
A watery desert, between me and the air I need.
I hear the Roar of the Riptide! Roar!
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I’ve lost touch, with the world around me. I can’t remember my passions, what are my dreams?
I’ve become a shell of myself.
Everything I do, feels so mundane. It’s invisible, when I force myself to smile.
Oh, this careful disguise, hides my misery. This forsaken life, so full of loss.
Broken I can never heal, and never feel, like myself again.
Fractured I’ve endured. Slowly losing sight of who I am!
Somewhere I lost my way, on this journey called life.
Blind, and reaching out for help. I find some hope in the chaos, of my mind.
Amidst the chaos, order is born.
As I emerged from the darkness, I realized, that now I can escape. (And so I wait. X2)
Patiently I’ll prepare myself, to regain control of,
This accursed existence! I wrestle with my mortality.
Rooting myself in reality, I recreate my fate! Spiraling. Amidst the chaos, order is born!
Adapting to despair, and desensitized by grief. Buried deep inside, I revive, my hopes and dreams.
Laying to rest animosity, I will embrace life’s tragedy.
Keep moving forward, never give ground! I will endeavor to grow. Learn from the past.
Now. Take hold of your lives, and manifest your destiny! If you fall to the darkness, pursue the light. Relentlessly I’ve forged, myself a direction! Seize control of your future, and recreate your fate!
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5. |
Hollow and Whole
05:24
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I am, but a single droplet of water, flowing fiercely through a river of time.
A separate piece only if separated. I’m powerless against the tireless flow.
My severance, from spirituality made the world seem, ever so cruel.
My assimilation to the randomness. Beginning my chrysalis. Oh.
A better me, sprouts, from the seeds of doubt. I lay my roots in unpleasant truth.
A fuller life, blooming, from my nihilism. Shedding comforting lies, I look to the sky!
My faith eroded down, by life’s obvious inequity.
I watch the world, crumbling, all around me.
No reason to believe in, anything divine.
Complete. Empty.
Unconscious conscience, omnipresent. Nihilistic pride, somatic disengagement.
Echoing silence, rips my reality. Forewarning me of possibility.
When the knife comes down on me, it cut the strings that I had stitched-
to keep me from coming, apart at my mental seams. Hollow and whole, I’m living in dreams!
I’ll come back after I witness god. In his domain.
I’ll pass this test, laid out before me!
Hollow and Whole! I survived!
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I feel threadbare. So worn from the road. Stretched so thin, in pursuit of my, dreams.
Ride out the downswing. It gets easier. Maybe I’ll adjust, but for now I’ll just-
Ride out the downswing! This is not the end. Maybe I should try, relying-on-my-friends!
Maybe we can overcome, where I alone had failed.
Anything life throws at us, we can prevail!
Until recently, I had, wandered aimlessly. I was, stuck in my old ways, my potential gone to waste.
(We, come together, to conquer (all) the obstacles, that tower like giants before us. x2)
As one we can, solidify this passing vision. Make something from nothing. Suffuse it with pride.
We shift our paradigm, then acclimate. Resist our society’s call to conformity.
A mixture, of our influences coalescing! Becomes an expression, of who we really are!
(Maybe we can overcome, where I alone had failed.
Anything life throws at us, we can prevail! x2)
Until recently, I had, wandered aimlessly. I was, stuck in my old ways, my potential gone to waste!
-no more! Challenge-ourselves-to-create-something-different-for, you!
We have freed ourselves, from the shackles of normality. No longer will I be, a helpless fool. We will change this cruel world.
We will, take this world and change it into what we wanted, I’ll no longer stand alone!
Nothing can stop us from breaking down all of the walls you built. I’ll-
Ride out the downswing. It gets easier. Maybe I’ll adjust, but for now I’ll just-
Ride out the downswing! This is not the end. Maybe I should try, Relying on my friends! Grow.
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7. |
Sentiment
01:29
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The Standard Model Edwardsburg, Michigan
A 4-piece progressive metal group from Edwardsburg, MI.
Jacob Sowell - Vocals
CJ Alwine - Guitars
Alex Huffman - Drums
Drake O'Donnell - Bass
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