Blatant Disregard For Life

by I Worship The Snake Tree

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disregard this life.

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released 30 November 2011

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tags: experimental noise post punk psychedelic sludge thrash Seattle

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this is shit.

Garbage in, garbage out.
i am a collection,
i am only what ... more i've known,
i am no secret.

a copy
of a copy
of a copy
of a copy

we are not our own light.

i am not
i am not
i am not
i am not one
but many.

i have been,
and it's all been before. less

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Track Name: Toxic Psychosis
this life is just perspective
and from my view
it's not what i expected,
i feel so lost and alone,

so oh my brother,
and oh my friends,
i was birthed into this world
of burnt down buildings;
broken bottles and empty streets;
where florescent colors the tides red,
and grass brown.

a place where the sky isn't blue,
and we are all constantly at war,
i am but one, among many.

so i into retreat to the recesses of my mind
so my voice echoes inside my head,
and vibrates in a steady pulse.

close my eyes to distort the truth,
but all i can see is a reflection of my life,
as a toxic psychosis.

vicariously hating who i am,
and still refusing to change.
shallow breathing,
from a hollowed out chest,
and a heart that's full of blood.
make a small incision into my third eye,
to know what i am made of,
my organs are filled with insects,
that crawl out my mouth when i speak,
i bleed sound,
and cry tears of static,
it's not something you want to listen to,
and when you do,
you'll be sorry that you did.
i see nothing but what i know is lies.
i never dream,

living in psychosis,
my life is just a dream.
Track Name: At Owl Creek Bridge
standing on the edge of the bridge
times running short,
times running thin,
but the clock ticks by and i've run so far.
each synapse a second, time elapses.

can't even think, i just act and act and then react.
too many thing's going on,
too many things have happened
i can't stop to think,
can't catch my breathe,
this time moves so slow,
i can run 5 miles in just a second.

my hearts off beat with the rest of the world around me,
beating a drum i can't even hear,
i'll never see it,
never hear it.
never see you,
never hear you
again.

black and white turns grey until i can't tell the borders.
time's not the killer,
reality is.
my perception's a deception,
you can't distort the truth,
you can't distort the truth,
only deny it.
but when i'm dead,
no one will ever know: that after my last breathe
all the memories come back to me.

still standing over the river's edge waiting,
wondering what's next.
i've got the hands of fate,
so tightly wrapped around my neck.

killing for the best intentions,
and struggling before the rope snaps my neck,
snaps me back into reality,
snaps me out of reality,
in and out.

breathe in, and out.