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Arboreal
06:26
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Scabrous amongst alder
the termites praised its cells
mollusks embedded themselves
anatomy circuitry
wired to the nail
of the young beholder
perish of arrogant impulse
Faceless priests gather and laugh
in their stupidity
to which expiration is their reward
nothing but horrid swine
so fermented
a flea wouldn't bite at their toxicity
Vines form a gallows
to which it clings
at my soul
with reputed vision
lies a wake forest solace
that holds beings regression
recreants sell themselves
for a false homily
of a failed doctrine
given the right for impunity
Ascending nothings blessing
beheaded lambs abortion
Ascending nothings blessing
beheaded lambs abortion
It spills the ink that flashes shades
thicker than ivory
makes the trees feel anemic
Passes an eye over to out bloom
its pupils imperfection
passes an eye over to out bloom
its pupils imperfection
Surpassing the cycle
strings that will follow
converting to solid vain
outcasts me from the privilege
Bargains the grain
of concentrated flourishing
gangrene augmentation
that process has spread sylphlike
leaving a crown bleak in gelicide
Passes an eye to out bloom
its pupils imperfection
passes an eye over to out bloom
its pupils imperfection
passes an eye over to out bloom
its pupils imperfection
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Crowning Abomination
05:08
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Transfusion of
Paper and ink
Replaced what was once skin and blood
Embedded from artificial crucifix
Brings upon a crowns dysphoric vision
Of decrepit pigmentation
Can only cause intersected erosion
Heirs the decree of stained tar
Constructing angles for
Monolithic theory
Enables the corpses hegemony
An antebellum programs
Their ignominy
That furthers the great ensuing
Of abstruse dawning
That rhythm synced it's arrival
Rebukes an elks kingdom
Of antler and mechanism
They don't know what lives inside
A pulse of hope keeps me alive
They don't know what lives inside
A pulse of hope keeps me alive
An organic sewn machine
Has placed it's self as my counterpart
Decoding the immaculate
A simplistic and impure
Construct
Of pretentious fabrication
Cumulus amongst theists
Bounders questions of ascendant
A crowning abomination
A crowning abomination
An organic sewn machine
has placed itself to be my counterpart
Of the crowns dysphoric vision
A crowning abomination
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Paper Antler
08:10
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Process wakes colossus
primitive abstract fold
Ruler of the forest
Pact of black and white
Belays entangled canvass
Patterns fall to place
Great moths take flight
Their wings spread so wide
For the crowns complexity
To reach it's self
Titling the axis summit
Balance a distant nature
Atlas paved these lines
Of failed constellations
Where the minds draw blank
Of the structure fold
Developed a shaded man
Vines ingrained the bloom
Enclosing zenith
Process has begun
The moths take their flight
the frozen sun
Is where they bound
Towards the sun
That divides order
To an exoskeleton
Shrouded in emerald either
Connecting primordial wire
In terms of lines definition
Elk cursed by it's coil
Bounds by it's order of observation
Between the cycles of cynical source
The thoughts have infested
Thy wake of scorn reason
Across this alpine sky
The keeper of a wretched forest
My hand clinches
Mistaken solace
Fragile in the purest glance
I curse Nihility
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Skinwalker
04:23
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Hold
The trail goes cold
Of desolate swamp
In composed creatures
Su desove, son los hijos
De abono compuesto
De suelo y foliar
Their a contagion
Of mesmeric reality
A pictured painted within realistic colours
That blends
So perfectly with paranoia
We are just another image of a
Schizophrenic deity
In heightened course texture
That expels my sense of being
I bask in it's humility
For I am the fool
For the thought of sanctuary
Pandora has blessed me
Slipping me in the seventh circle of hell
An unmistakable tandem
Flickers the shade of a parallel question
Where the trees secrete dimensions
Of the bleach elk
Has signed the northern change
That beings skin to paper
Leaves the factor introverted
Of a common figment
That can't be unbounded
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Collector of Bones
04:09
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Lucid fragments of imagination
Slivers of frost mend within me
Infesting moss bleaching euphorial membranes
Inadvertent patterns a veil of death
Rise the spawn of dementia
Fall under the blood of December
In vigorous convulsions
Of animus
Perception perished in vain
Bleeding inside these frames
Poison inflicted upon embezzling thorns
Gluttons divine kingdoms
Come refined built
From trickles of miseries
Dust sorrows burden has cast awry
Enchanting mistress severing the essence of bloom
Wilting broken osseous matter
Phantasm built from horrors
Forever in endeavor if torment
By the hands of a whore
Smothering the ashes of broken tongues
Lust the serpent as we lay to decay
By the hands of a whore
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By the Tides of Spire
06:39
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Polyrhythm of change
Infused me to glass
Spine of clock wise bend
Hands a pact of reason
With it's held betrayal
A wolfs head perished
The arboreal Specter
Incumbent of avarice
Seeks a skin walker
A cast of bane
Animated the banal host
To a shell of odium
How desperate are we
To be a valid structure
and so densely condemned
To our vital prisons
Lays our primal form
Of what we are
That have casted aside
And what we will become
The frail hordes of husk men
Drag the words below
In place of kingdom and soil
A moth eaten promise
I am swept by the tides of malice
To the arms and hands of the wretched
The light of hope has passed
With the rise of the dead
To carry the spite of creation
Given our design
Of inferior burden
Exiled in the thought of the fog
Where the sun is abominated
With the curse that lingers on
How desperate are
To be a valid structure
and so densely condemned
To our vital prisons
I am swept by the tides of malice
To the arms and hands of the wretched
The light of hope has passed
With the rise of the dead
To carry the spite of creation
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Nihility
07:49
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I live covered in the dwells of sorrows
Under the rule of ungrateful rodents
That proclaim me the king
Yet I see through their fallacy
In depths of eradication
The simple creatures
Soon to have their ruin
For a given misdoing
That harvest to the lesser
To hence Nihility
Though given their right
I plea for the touch of death
I can entrust my husk
To the river wolves
The reigning promise
To in which my body is theirs
Demanding existence to crease
My methods of sentiments
Follows the split of seldom
For which I am imprisoned
To it temptation
I am nothing to the eye of the lesser
Who bonded me with his thought
Of conception
In doing a unraveling wormhole
For i a Meer monster
Mindless with a broken serenity
Teeth of a crooked mouthed siren
That embarks eternal damnation
Of false attempt
In a dense mortal vein
The end is closer to the many
In the lost search for meaning
The pulse through the hearts of lombriz
He estates the cross of false prophet
In which I will inherit
I live covered in the dwells of sorrows
Under the rule of ungrateful rodents
That proclaim me the king
Yet I see through their fallacy
In depths of eradication
Why
I am covered in the dwells of sorrows
Under the rule ungrateful rodents
That proclaim me the king
I plea for the touch of death
I can entrust my husk
To reside it's self within me
The spawn of monstrosity
Grasping it's breath towards the sun
Born to this worlds shroud
It's mind feeble and reluctant
It begs and groans for it's purpose
To begin the husk
The Husk of man is gone
The Husk of man is gone
The Husk of man is gone
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As Owls Sing To Crows Portland, Oregon
As Owls Sing to Crows formed in August of 2013 with the intention of being a solo project for vocalist Taylor Ashford. After due talking Justin Wilson joined to be the bands instrumentalist.
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