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hermitofthewoods - pig iron lyrics

[intro]

sample:

“we stand upon the brink of a precipice. we peer into the abyss — we grow sick and dizzy. our first impulse is to shrink from the danger. unaccountably we remain. by slow degrees our sickness, and dizziness, and horror, become merged in a cloud of unnameable feeling. by gradations, still more imperceptible, this cloud -ssumes shape. but out of this our cloud upon the precipice’s edge, there grows into palpability, a shape, far more terrible than any g*nius, or any demon of a tale, and yet it is but a thought, although a fearful one, and one which chills the very marrow of our bones with the fierceness of the delight of its horror.”

[verse 1 – emc]
plant life
an industrial complex, anxiety factory
with metal-mouthed tentacles that leech off of batteries
imma keep running and recoiling for hunting
ingested corrosion off moments that rusted
hungry lunging like a junkie for a fix
pipelines that mainline the dark time i lived
a feeding frenzy feasting excavated weakness
plant engine screaming love’s dark season

[verse 2 – heartz]

the white wash washed off in one swoop
there was an iron creature that whistled as it spoke
and as it spoke the hope broke
falling faster into paintings of meaningless things
i can’t even comprehend
in a sense of unbiased individuality
there was a duality in the lake where you drowned me

[verse 3 –hermitofthewoods]

what beast of rendered steel slumps drunkenly from the factory
blasting toxic gas to distract us from our faculties
action is promoted through action and we are lifeless
stricken by the viciousness of the instruments that fight us
idols form from light but we have penetrated underground
hearkening epiphanies from the peripheries of the thunder clouds
still wrenched apart by the hors-m-n of the black cloak
-ssembled in the plant to make your every chance your last hope

[verse 4 – emc]

load the carousel dead weight suffocate
by-product in the lungs try to ventilate
quota time, mind fried, tired -ssembly line
can’t -ssemble lines, no im not fine, overtime
maxed out producing the anxiousness bleeding
the noxious confusion recycle my screaming
speaking smokestack limbs turn to brick
frantically planting til my engine quits

[verse 5 – heartz]

the devil destroyed my house made of straw
with machines that only grow louder
as i throw my hands up in valediction
this is as close as we will ever get to real metaphysics
existentialism was real until i was cast as a mute lead
the beauty of your l-st for my hatred drips in bowls i drink out of
lick everything clean
the concepts were one sided when the place was destroyed

[verse 6 – hermitofthewoods]

in a broken hopeless city dream, ground zero bricks scatter
anti-matter kali dancing on some planet shatter sh-t
with a wolf jaw snap, rust clenches
and dust commences to smother other senses
only pain’s retained along the flame stained surface
the house can barely hold against a mainframe with a purpose
the worst is production’s engineered to never cease
smokestacks belch with the birth of the machines

- hermitofthewoods lyrics

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