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Heaven's On Fire
03:33
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Fire was her heart in a heated bed shell
Stutter from the start nerve shot under your head spell
Loaded like an angel shooting up on sin
Promise me in prayer and I swear I'll never tell again
Kicking in the coffin
Fingertips are rotten
Heaven's on fire and
No one's gonna stop it
Kicking in the coffin
Fingertips are rotten
Heaven's on fire and
No one's gonna stop it
The sky was as black as a hallows hitman
Clouds raining ashes, hey this weather is shit man
I called god on the phone and he said I should have wrote
I'm not that type of person never signed my letters "X" and "O"
Kicking in the coffin
Fingertips are rotten
Heaven's on fire and
No one's gonna stop it
Kicking in the coffin
Fingertips are rotten
Heaven's on fire and
No one's gonna stop it
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Dead from the Start
05:05
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Are we irresponsible
With a heartache like a teenage wreck
We are the mistaken
Just your problem to correct
I meditate like a bomb
Static bleeding through the tape deck
I meditate like a bomb
Static bleeding through the tape deck
I don't care for your revelations
No one else will ever let me down
Can you show me more than devastation
I used to know you but you're a stranger now
And all of the sharpest knives stick into my spine
It might have been nice
It might have been nice if I didn't wake up when I died
I cannot see
I cannot perceive all the empty inside of me
There's nothing at all
Nothing at all
Nothing at all
I woke up a skeleton dead buried underground
Digging dirt just like a worm I crawled back to a dead earth
With nothin' there and no one else alive
No one can hurt me now or tell me any more lies
I don't care for your revelations
No one else will ever let me down
Can you show me more than devastation
I used to know you but you're a stranger now
And all of the sharpest knives stick into my spine
It might have been nice
It might have been nice if I didn't wake up when I died
I've been waiting sixteen months
Skeleton sockets ain't got no eyes to shut
Oh woah
No giving up
I'm gettin' pretty good at making mud
I've been waiting sixteen months
Skeleton sockets ain't got no eyes to shut
Oh woah
No giving up
I'm gettin' pretty good at making mud
I've been waiting sixteen months
Skeleton sockets ain't got no eyes to shut
Oh woah
No giving up
I'm gettin' pretty good at making mud
I've been waiting sixteen months
Skeleton sockets ain't got no eyes to shut
OH woah
No giving up
I'm gettin' pretty good at making mud
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Gravity Blues (Seraphim)
04:01
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Way up at the top of the sky
That's where heartbreak is from
It began when one of god's angles died
As punishment for love
It was stated that god had them created
To love only he himself
It was at this moment god had finally noticed
That the angles also loved themselves
So he grabbed all the angles and cut off their wings
Then he set them all on fire
They burned and fell to the earth
Victims of desire
I've got the gravity blues
Hittin' like a comet
Can I call you catastrophic
I'm crashing down just for you
You were all I wanted
Nothing's gonna stop it
This is why when love exists
There will always be pain
Forever connected
Endless resurrected
A candy-coated flame
This is my work of fiction
Not a premonition
My own theology
Not a true gospel
Never met an apostle
Just my personal philosophy
Oh, Seraphim
How long has it been
Since I burned up like the Sun for you
Oh, Seraphim
I'm burning again
I'm burning again
I've got the gravity blues
Hittin' like a comet
Can I call you catastrophic
I'm crashing down just for you
You were all I wanted
Nothing's gonna stop it
I've got the gravity blues
Hittin' like a comet
Can I call you catastrophic
I'm crashing down just for you
You were all I wanted
Nothing's gonna stop it
Oh, Seraphim
How long has it been
Since I burned up like the Sun for you
Oh, Seraphim
I'm burning again
I'm burning again
Oh, Seraphim
How long has it been
Since I burned up like the Sun for you
Oh, Seraphim
I'm burning again
I'm burning again
Oh, Seraphim
How long has it been
Since I burned up like the Sun for you
Oh, Seraphim
I'm burning again
I'm burning again
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Infinite
06:01
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This world is fucked up man
This world is way too fucked
Somehow it stopped the spins
And in the Sun's gravity, we're stuck
All the dead get to live again
Just to fry, well that's my luck
Apocalyptic
Optimistic
Man, this world is way too fucked
The world is over
It's no longer your home
We are the deleted
Into the Sun we must go
Will you hold me
And my imperfections
Locking our ribs
Infinite death connection
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We're headed straight
Into the Sun
All that we did
Was all we have done
So close wherever
You twist your Skellie head
The color of the sky is
Sun-fire red
All there is now is
Desert spikes and clouds of black
Fire dried up the oceans and
Turned the trees to ash
This world is fucked up man
This world is way too fucked
Somehow it stopped the spins
And in the Sun's gravity, we're stuck
All the dead get to live again
Just to fry, well that's my luck
Apocalyptic
Optimistic
Man, this world is way too fucked
The world is over
It's no longer your home
We are the deleted
Into the Sun we must go
Will you hold me
And my imperfections
Locking our ribs
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5. |
Credits
02:28
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The show is over
Now it's time for farewell
Ask me anything
And I'll say it's been hell
I've been losing my sanity
And countless hours of sleep
It's been hell
The apocalypse
On my mind
On repeat
Visions of my corpse rot in the mirror
It's been hell
I can't be anymore clearer
The killing of angels
The dead Seraphim
Even in heaven quite hell it has been
Don't be mistaken
I am proud of my work (words)
And this newfound appreciation
For what life is worth
Thank you to those who have
Stayed in their seats
You've made it to the end of this
Disastrous release
Goodbye my Skellie friends
Rest your bones in peace
I'll see you again
Until the LP
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Screaming City Visalia, California
Screaming City is a dark electronic, post-industrial artist from Visalia California.
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