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The Home Beneath
01:41
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At Terminus Station
03:38
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Oh Terminus, my love, oh can’t you see?
When life was on fire you were there for me
You gave me silence, so I could breath
A place to trust because only you know me
Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus
Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus
Oh now can’t you see, can’t you see?
Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus
Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus
Oh now can’t you see, can’t you see?
You’re born from fire, and ashes, and shame and dust
You’re the smokestack on the wreckage of greed and lust
But Terminus, your heart was true
And when you kept on living we found something new
Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus
Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus
Oh now can’t you see, can’t you see?
Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus
Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus, Oh Terminus
Oh now can’t you see, can’t you see?
Oh Terminus, when we were out at sea
To fight the demons and creatures in the name of lost and free
But to make legends of ourselves would bring a fool to their knees
Because in spite of what I thought it was never about me
I came home broken, my spirit in need
And Terminus, dear Terminus, you were there for me, there for me
Oh Terminus, my love
Oh Terminus, my love
Oh Terminus, my love
Oh now can’t you see, can’t you see?
Oh Terminus, my love
Oh Terminus, my love
Oh Terminus, my love
Oh now can’t you see, can’t you see?
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3. |
The Wanderer
03:30
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A hatred lives far below
And emotions bled it was terminal
To only know what you know
Deceived by instincts decided long ago
Our hatred lives in these catacombs
Where we fight for death, fight for what you know
Oh to see through clear eyes
And what is so?
When all is fogged by the years
So how can we know?
Our hatred lives in these catacombs
Where we fight for death, fight for what you know
Because, lights ablaze in this cold
Because these patterns are frail and old
Uphold this fire with your heart of gold
And onto stories unforetold
Because, lights ablaze in this cold
Because these patterns are frail and old
Uphold this fire with your heart of gold
And onto stories unforetold
And down in craters far below
When love burns hot, the infection grows
And we’re destroyed by what we know
I want to erased these instincts decided long ago
Our hatred lives in these catacombs
Where we fight for death, fight for what you know
Because, lights ablaze in this cold
Because these patterns are frail and old
Uphold this fire with your heart of gold
And onto stories unforetold
Because, lights ablaze in this cold
Because these patterns are frail and old
Uphold this fire with your heart of gold
And onto stories unforetold
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For all we want
For all we need
For all we lust and all we see
For all we aren’t
For all we weren’t
For all that we will never be
For all that we ever want
For all that we ever want
For all we’re not
For all we were
For all the things that were never sure
And to pine
And to seek
For all the things that we want to be
And in darkness and in loss
I give myself to thee
An injection to the heart
And to fall to darkness beneath our needs
For white wings will ride the dark
And I’m tortured by what deceives me
A call for love and light
But I’m plagued by demons
To fight the demons
For all that we ever want
For all that we ever want
For all that we ever want
For all that we ever want
I want to fly across the trees
Where I’d burn my heart in effigy
For to long, is to taunt
For all the things that we ever want
And in darkness and in loss
I give myself to thee
An injection to the heart
And to fall to darkness beneath our needs
For white wings will ride the dark
And I’m tortured by what deceives me
A call for love and light
But I’m plagued by demons
To fight the demons
For all that we ever want
For all that we ever want
For all that we ever want
For all that we ever want
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5. |
Transponder
03:45
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Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
And it is death, that makes our hearts grow old
And the writing of our hand and the final stories told
And just one shot, for it all to unfold
For the fruit of our live in just seconds can be told
For there is life, in the city that we know
Across the urban sky in the essence of our homes
Forgotten times, in the brightness of the tomes
And the fading of the tales of the history and the thrones
And what is breath, but the meter that we hold?
And a counter of our lives that expires when untold
And it’s love, that are the stories that glow
But not the passing of the days
Or the dregs of the unknown
For there is life in the city that we know
Across the urban sky in the essence of our homes
Forgotten times in the brightness of the tomes
And the fading of the tales of the history and the thrones
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
And what are thoughts, but the connecting of the dots?
And the glue of the passing of the stories that were not
And just one drop, in the mixing of the lot
And the passing of the time in the tales that we were taught
For there is life, in the city that we know
Across the urban sky in the essence of our homes
Forgotten times, in the brightness of the tomes
And the fading of the tales of the history and the thrones
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
Hearts! Terminus!
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6. |
Séance of the City
04:11
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I took a walk, I took a walk today
And forces strong on Piedmont Way
And in the park, it knows my name
Because I took a walk, I took a walk today
And I’ve felt fluorescent greens
In the tunnel of a Buckhead sheen
And I drowned my heart in a Southwest dream
And I came through dark as West End gleamed
I took a drive, I took a drive today
And feelings broke on Ponce Towne Way
And to know the path is to know the way
Because I took a drive, I took a drive today
And I’ve felt fluorescent greens
In the tunnel of a Buckhead sheen
And I drowned my heart in a Southwest dream
And I came through dark as West End gleamed
And candle dreams and shadows play
I want to trip the light in dark today
And what I learned in séance lay
Is to leave this path to signals way
Intuition- love betrays
I want to dance in hands in life today
To taste light in the night of may
Trust only signals, connect the ways
I took a walk, I took a walk today
And forces strong on Piedmont Way
And in the park, it knows my name
Because I took a walk, I took a walk today
And I’ve felt fluorescent greens
In the tunnel of a Buckhead sheen
And I drowned my heart in a Southwest dream
And I came through dark as West End gleamed
And I’ve felt fluorescent greens
In the tunnel of a Buckhead sheen
And I drowned my heart in a Southwest dream
And I came through dark as West End gleamed
I took a walk, I took a walk today
And forces strong on Piedmont Way
And in the park, it knows my name
Because I took a walk, I took a walk today
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7. |
Monolith
04:14
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And the things that break
When we forge deep
And these razors cut
To the bones beneath
And this giant’s proud
We serve at it’s feet
And we bow down
And claim defeat
Collect our hearts and thought and speak
We say
All hail the monolith
And all the things that have come to be
For all is bright in the new day
And to know that spite is love we cannot see
To walk as evil’s son
With no light upon my feet
To envision darkness name
I traverse the streets
A hunter of the night
That projects a light complete
For I am the ghost of puzzles bleak
And this chain of song and forces lost beneath
They cried!
All hail the monolith
And all the things that have come to be
For all is bright in the new day
And to know that spite is love we cannot see
And we sing the songs
We lay within it’s leap
And I’m the eyes of solemn
Ripped from birth complete
And this Comrade’s faith
When vibrations shadow bleak
And surfaces crumble to a dark retreat
When things are gone and done and incomplete
We cry
All hail the monolith
And all the things that have come to be
For all is bright in the new day
And to know that spite is love we cannot see
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8. |
All Systems Failure
03:16
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Was it ever was?
When it’s what’s felt in absence of it
And is it really gone?
It’s only lost because we longed
And did it ever shine?
Perhaps what’s dulled is just a moment of this time
And in our breath, our lives
We only understand just the pieces of the parts of it
Was it ever calm?
Only for the atonement of it?
And are we ever done?
For only constant actions can rise the heights above
And did it ever shine?
Perhaps what’s dulled is just a moment of this time
And in our breath, our lives
We only understand just the pieces of the parts of it
In the absence of our live, and the blood of our hearts
We are shells
And in born lies have swum
All systems fail
Breakpoints set to zero
And to know what’s left
I only see a mirror
I only see a mirror
I only see a mirror
And did it ever shine?
Perhaps what’s dulled is just a moment of this time
And in our breath, our lives
We only understand just the pieces of the parts of it
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9. |
The Black Heart Song
02:27
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And to love
And to need
Is everything
We just need to feel it
And to squeeze
The last drops
Until there’s nothing
And to bleed until our hearts can’t heal it
Thoughts and love
Miles above
Fades away
Things every change
And what we saw
And what we mean
Are two different things
And yet still we see it
And to know
A certainty
Is nothing
When meaning change to those that see it
Thoughts and love
Miles above
Fades away
Things every change
Thoughts and love an emotions bomb
Cuts and bruise but the path is strong
Our minds grow old but our life is long
And play the strings to the black heart song
My poem of jest
Of my unrest
And we’re falling
And we play dead because we want to feel this death
A final breath
And it’s fogging
Put in homage in a glass and seal it
Thoughts and love
Miles above
Fades away
Things every change
Thoughts and love an emotions bomb
Cuts and bruise but the path is strong
Our minds grow old but our life is long
And play the strings to the black heart song
Black heart song
Black heart song
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Picture One Atlanta, Georgia
New wave/post-punk project from Atlanta, Ga.
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