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II

by I, Valiance

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Villain 01:19
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I, the Enemy 04:52
It lives, it breathes; the bitterness inside of me. Taunting my psyche leaving only hatred and putridity. Eating away at my very being only to reveal the true meaning of my everlasting insanity. Clenching his jaws; the devil offers his service to add to my every flaw. Making my sickness one that cannot be so easily ignored. Day by day, I feel this way. Without any hope I know I can't be saved. Drowned sorrows by the bottle, so many wasted hours have been borrowed. Distant memories becoming so hollow. maybe they'll come tomorrow? Beat me, break me, it's nothing on the agony within me. The struggle for stability seems to have become such a fickle dream. The bond with my loved ones was crushed long ago. It seems this internal oppression is the reason I'm alone. Fixated on living this way to prove my independence, rather than seeking help to reveal my true weakness. I'll return to the dark where the devil resides, a place where I know I cannot hide. Is this what it means to be alive? Can anyone see, the atrophy of my ever-declining sanity? “Just leave him be”, nobody really ever had the time for me. A troubled child birthed from tragedy.
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I got the rage pumping through my veins, 28 days later eyes are red and views have changed. They tell me that I'm circulating all these new strains, Engineered by scientists 12 monkeys can't behave. Mind intact not exact emotions won't react, I'm opening your mind to my world with a fucking axe. Then I feed off your thoughts cause it's what I lack, Jinn at my side ain't talkin copperhead black. I fucking loathe when I do this shit I'm cool with it I hate the fucking world I'm abused by it, Truthful shit. I got this pain in my veins and it never quits I hope it shifts out of the place where the devil lives. Until then Ima wither away diseased and limp it's fucking sick like the skater boys in the movie kids. Never look behind the veil with such foolishness something lurks behind and it knows what a human is.
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Why do I love the void? What have I become? I am not the same, I am different in ways, completely insane. Hell is but a place, I'll find it some day, the devil awaits. Worthless being, I've walked the earth in disgusting ways. Suffering, spewing forth from my agony. The man who has no face, follows me through eternity. No vision, no exits, just a tunnel of blackness and my ambition. Picture this, bodies molded into the walls, reaching out to you because they know you've got a soul. Chambers so decrepit and vague, fomented flesh and decay. An overwhelming sense of shame followed by the screams of the suffering. But it all doesn't really make sense when I'm standing by the reapers grave. Another omen I didn't foresee, another sign that I'm his slave. Endless corridors within my mind create a maze, try to escape before you suffocate. Worthless being, I've walked the earth in disgusting ways. Suffering, spewing forth from my agony. Designed this place within my withered mind, another way to dissect time. A place born from the darkness that I hide, the place I live when I close my eyes. Why am I corrupt? Why the fuck did I live a life so undone. Does it run in my blood? Was it predisposed before my life begun? My whole life I had a pocket full of bad ideas, a bad attitude in a never ending state of fear. Questionable ideals and decisions I wish disappeared Regrets and shame formulate inside a single tear. Through these acts the devil saw potential, mold me into another fallen angel. Curse the earth for the ground it hates you, turn your back on a world so hateful. Ripped my heart out, drank the blood down, hoping that I'd drown, but I bled out. Never thought you had to claw your way into hell, suppose it makes sense when our worlds are parallel. I've let the darkness devour me, and I sat there willingly. I felt it's teeth disembowel me and slowly remove my humanity. What, what. I am the heartless son, a reject of humanity. My soul is in the furnace where it always belonged. My soul is in the furnace, where it always belonged. I am unborn, please forget me.
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Sometimes when I sleep at night, it feels like I own the world and can touch the sky. Disappointment setting in, and the rising sun; displaying reality in its cruelest light. I, the broken son of my creator in which our blood runs. I, the lost and numb, Bare witness to the child who lost his way and came undone I don't know what I've been running from, but a cold presence of evil lurks behind every turn. Living life anxiously fueled by doubt and concern. Since I could last remember, all I ever wanted was this head to be dismembered. How the fuck do you think it makes me feel? To never know whether it is real? Oh how life sometimes can be so cruel. Am I just a lonely fool? Death; she is my mistress, her touch is all that I crave. Falling to my knees I forfeit myself to be the slave of her lustful ways. Taunting me; embedded imagery inside my brain, distorted visions of myself inside my own shallow grave. Losing sight on what is right. I'm just a coward who's fears he cannot fight. I refrain from death's bite that beckons my soul into the light, ever so dastardly I flee on into the night. Are these the remainder of my days? A fractured vessel whose soul is the bearer of hatred and shame?

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released August 22, 2018

Mix and Master: Lance Prenc
Artwork: Curtis Houben

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