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Derelict EP

by GAROTTE

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Void 02:56
So few could presume what would happen that night The fall was short, the cable snapped tight. Staring out across the void with dead eyes bulging Tired of living Would he continue dreaming with twine around the throat? flesh fades to pale lavender Writhing on the rope a fleeting dance in departure Suspended from the crosspiece, suspended in time A morbid ornament, this perverse monolith of demise I cannot begin to surmise reasons why my friend has died Death beset him by his own volition to ease his troubled mind I felt the crushing weight of loss again. In the morning when I was told what you did I felt the void of your absence when I knew you were gone Why would, you do this How could, you do this to yourself Why would, you do this why? A ghost in my house. Stirring the fog, making no sound, toes dragging the ground, Stirring up the fog in my head in my house
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A cool breeze blows the leaves atop my mossy bones In this damp and musty place where the sun has never shone Beneath the breeze, beneath these trees As Winter thaws the ground shifts away In this rooted cage for a lightless aeon Time reclaimed this rotting flesh Beneath the earth for an eternity Here has been my somber grave The wind whistles through my open ribs Filling my chest with breath and releasing a groan To again feel the warmth of the sun's kiss Upon my decrepit grave of root and bone Upon my decrepit grave of root and bone In the ages that have passed me I have watched everything wither away from the base of the willow tree where my body lay I feel the cold, frozen breeze Beneath this ancient tree In this sublunary tomb, for eons has been where I sleep To feel the warmth of the sun's kiss Upon my decrepit grave The wind whistles through my open ribs Filling my chest with breath and releasing a groan To again feel the warmth of the sun's kiss Upon my decrepit grave of root and bone I dredge myself from this muddy hole As I shift my bones creek and groan Up towards skies of bronze and gold Back from death | Back to life
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What more could I lose? With nothing left to gain I have felt that loss shedding pieces of my soul everyday With fleeting memories that bestow endless sums of pain Those who parted with personality left us the empty shell I keep their pictures hanging on my wall Releasing themselves from the crushing clutch of this Earthly Hell I guess that I wasn't the best of friends I guess I was not the greatest son Maybe I should have been more aware I should've known you were so close to done Watching them leave; I'm longing to join them Water fails to quench, food turns to ash in my mouth A deep kiss from death. Her lips so bitter sweet Cursed to watch them all suffer then be lost in deaths abyss I keep their pictures hanging on my wall Releasing themselves from the crushing clutch of this Earthly Hell I loved you through all the questionable things you did. I still cherish you to this very day. Your body was here. Skin dripping from bone. Your mind was gone. Lost to the abyss...
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Raise the seas Raze the trees Burn the flesh from bone Take the cash Burned to ash The waves will take our homes Slaves to wage From Heat to Rage Our home is now our Tomb Burnt to ash Throats to slash We are all at fault We're driving the beast that feeds our trivial needs Ignorance overrides longevity Planetary disfigurement for dividends Imagine the surprise in your eyes when the tides subside and return to claim you and your children's lives. We're driving the beast that feeds our trivial needs Ignorance overrides longevity Planetary disfigurement for dividends We've driven the beast that fed our singular greed Avarice undermines perpetuity Planetary disfigurement The world is a hole for you to fuck. We'll scorch the fucking planet to dust. Our future was never a priority. Fuck later, consumptive need to feed our greed.
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released July 2, 2022

All songs written & recorded by GAROTTE @ Black Cypress Recordings

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Korey - Vocals
Ellis -Bass
Caleb - Guitar
Chase - Guitar
Tyler - Drums

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