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Stagnant Pond
07:20
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Be still, remain still
Do not unveil
The stained and marked
Portrait of your soul
A sweetly coated expression
Will not hide
All blundering misjudgement
No pardon for your past crimes
The archaic soured plight
Slumbers in stagnant ponds
Reflecting lost time
This uneasy embrace
This reluctant form
This stubborn mule
This tarnished view
Fractured hopes unfolding
When light shines on
The shaded one
We are not freed from the damage done
Snarls are heard atop the heads
Angry hollow eyes see red
Memories peer from behind
Redeem for light that overshines
To be the prize
To be the burden
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2. |
A Larger Silence
06:35
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What pace is taken
On this humbling walk
Hurry forward I imagine
Stroll along with no second guess
Are you quiet
Without fear or apprehension
Does it feel effortless?
Does it feel free?
Is it easy as they say?
Icy waters call you home
Does it feel easy?
Does it feel free?
Are you free?
“silent, into a larger silence
where we could not follow”
(Crossing Brooklyn Bridge – Cynthia Hogue)
What pace is taken
On this humbling walk
Are you quiet
Without fear or apprehension
Does it feel effortless?
Does it feel free?
Is it easy as they say?
Icy waters call you home
Leap of faith?
Slip from grace?
Are you free?
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3. |
In Stable
05:53
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No will for
A way out
From a past of blurry visions
To the present of delusions
No need for
A way back
To the baseline
To the safe haven
Dumbed down to live in one dimension
Swirled, distorted cluttered mind
Stopped the mood from swinging
Suffocated in (bags of) compulsion
Idler of daydreams
Picked and split apart
A sore sight
To be ignored
A dying breed
Rightly excused
To end in nothingness
No way for
A way back
To the baseline
To the safe haven
To end in nothingness
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4. |
The Undercaste
09:53
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Another day
Built from decay
A famined slumber
Gone is the summer
Frowned upon
Are the weak and the worn
For they reak of sick and sorrow
They outrun
The spectre of hardship
Into scarred open arms
Thrown back to the mire
Each backward step
Is theirs to own (own)
Every heartache
In a misshapen being (being)
Each hungry mouth
An empty well (wellness)
Running dry
There’s never enough to go around (around)
They are human herds of patience
They slouch and shift their weight
They remain in the cracks
They remain in the fray
Frowned upon
Are the weak and the worn
For they reek of sick and sorrow
From the creeping dawn
To the dying dusk
They dance a callous step
Forage for diamonds
Among the turf
Live for what is left
Trails of smoke
Yellow eyes
Live for what is left
Trails of smoke
Yellow eyes
There’s never enough (of anything) to go around
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5. |
Clean White Void
05:17
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Take me to the cut and dry
Cold... a frozen place
Makes me hide any expression
Makes me breathe in the fake
Clean
White
Void
Teach me to mask the spirit
That rose to take its place
The farce of human bonds
Of dignity and respect
Clean
White
Void
Words are worthless
Left in silence
Confusion and blame
Let me be the clean white void
The slate... the unwritten
From this day forward
I offer none
Clean
White
Void
Thoughts are voiceless
Kept tightly spun
Minds misread, all songs unheard
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6. |
Truth Won't Set You Free
09:16
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Truth won't set you free
Vomits its absence incessantly
Blind eye of the beholder
Only sees what it believes
Perched upon the fence of truth and error
A battle cry of human tools
Perched upon the fence of truth and error
A battle cry of human tools
(Truth) truth has not yet set us free
(Won’t) right and wrong raise their flags
(Set) as diverse as every man
(You) in separate caves and clouds
(Free)
Broad cast fabrication
Accusations
The power of suggestion
Fooled over persausion
Wash their minds
Their senses
Perched upon the fence of truth and error
A battle cry of human tools
Perched upon the fence of truth and error
A battle cry of human tools
(Truth) truth has not yet set us free
(Won’t) right and wrong raise their flags
(Set) as diverse as every man
(You) in separate caves and clouds
(Free)
Who is good or evil?
Who is made inhuman?
Who is the fool?
Who is fit to rule?
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7. |
The Tenant
06:39
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For all within your rooms
Your narrow rented tombs
Within your walls of want
The frame in which you haunt
Inside your restless storm
The paint is cracked and worn
Four walls bubbled and pocked
Marked with shame, a bolted lock
A facade hides your worn out pride
A shoddy view of others just like you
A window rattles you with what you hide
Sickness spreads through
Your breeding grounds of dust
For all within your rooms
Your narrow rented tombs
Within your walls of want
The frame in which you haunt
Inside your restless storm
The paint is cracked and worn
Four walls bubbled and pocked
Marked with shame, a bolted lock
A facade hides your worn out pride
A shoddy view of others just like you
A window rattles you with what you hide
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On the last train of thought
Sits my incomplete self
It was left undone, neglected and lost
Missing all pieces of meaning
On the last train of thought
Sits my unknown cause
Ingrained with stigma, fear and failure
Heaved onto the rails of ambition
Wages were squandered
Coppers are pinched
Life is to be earned
The biggest scam!
How I would rather earn
The right not to care
Feast on this failure
My failure to thrive
Work for survival
Not for reward
Maintain and own
Life self-serving scum
Spitshine and polish
Your plentiful gain
Strive to acquire
The gold badge of greed
Lack of desire
The pale badge of need
Feast of this failure
My failure to thrive
Work for survival
Not for reward
On the last train of thought
Sits my incomplete self
It was left undone, neglected and lost
Missing all pieces of meaning
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Ludicra San Francisco, California
Ludicra was a metal band from San Francisco. They originally formed in 1998 as a quartet and later expanded to five members.
On July 26, 2011, the band announced on their official website that they had disbanded.
Ludicra's sound has been described as black metal and avant-garde metal.
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