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Malign

by PlasticBag FaceMask

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1.
God|Glass 21:35
The floor creaks under your feet Drowning out the silent roar Eyes gaze barely from a safe distance Rooms, floors, memories Shifting, sifting Empty bed Never slept Floor littered with words Walls littered with fears Ceiling caving in Crushing all I've said Accustomed to the dark Ceased my struggle Stopped the begging Forgotten freedom Gaping mouth Jaw unhinged This darkness swallows me whole I hear my mind dripping on the floor This is unrelenting I feel a creature living in the shadows beneath my eyes Hiding Dark circles Tormented hearts, repeating Missing pieces, stolen Punisher; relentless, unmerciful You're trapped! Imprisoned Fouled the incantation Stories plastered on the walls Dripping to the ground This building sinks lower in hell Taking shape based on your will Secrets found in a red velvet bag Will you ever see your friends again? No one could guess this is what life had in store, So unfair and cruel but this isn't life anymore Those you knew changed Growing outward, grasping and reaching Like vines, twisting around the trees, killing them Murder Premeditated Resignation Withering Forgotten the use of friends Hydrate on the blood that forms in my mouth Bubbling sores Feast on the flesh that is presented Get out of my head Fuck Stories plastered on the walls Dripping to the ground This building sinks lower in hell Taking shape based on your will It's alive because of her They died because of her The men are just puppets Pulled by their own unraveling seams Living an endless cycle Empty torment Whose eyes are these that watch Never seen Know they're there Patiently linger Passionately suffer No longer seeking a light to blind me The darkness has blinded me enough Dead trees in the wind No more leaves to give Scars make up my whole body Thick Calloused I hoped to get used to these feelings But I never have And I don't think I ever will This feeling of dread that rises inside me Becomes my gravity And crushes me until I give in Secondary witness, experience death Find sympathy Agonizing thirst, fatigue, hunger Pretty little noose Inviting deathbed Be swallowed whole Welcomed with open arms, claws Vice grips in eternity of rot and decay Your new friends are here No more smiles, no more laughing Eyes staring infinite The company is full This feeling of dread that rises inside me Becomes my gravity And crushes me until I give in Will you ever find your friends again? Now I start to feel it The nightmares are beginning
2.
Devil|Glass 05:40
In brighter days than this, We were closer than this. We've forgotten the equation, so now we are a fraction of what we should be. The sun seems to always be setting now. Everything is orange and a darker version of itself. Everybody has that one. Whose face will never leave them. It floats among the memories. That you both created. Getting harder to see you now. I don't know what steps to take or in what direction. Don't forget. I loved you when. Don't forget. Remember when. I dropped my rusted bicycle into the weeds. To let it sink into the soil. Soon my roots will devour it all, And lift it atop my branches. I'll give everything I can to you, Until they read "Return to Sender." But, now that she's gone. And you've been up for three whole nights. Can you think of a better way out of this mess? That you both created. I won't dissolve but I can feel myself fall. I won't dissolve but I can feel the coming fall. My head feels empty. There's something wrong and I'm not okay. Remember when you would catch me every time I fell? Well, I'm falling. On the shore you walked from me. The sand less soft than it was before. Sticks to my clothes as I make tracks on the shore. Is this how I lose you? Can you even still feel? I know that you are still real. All dressed up for sex appeal. Don't ever leave me again. My world's empty without you in it. And if you can't forgive my sins. Then I'm better off dead. I just wish for once that we could follow the rules of this madness. We set before ourselves because they only lead to sadness. And I know that my desires may sometimes bring the worst of me. But if part of you still wants to see , then, baby, please just set her free. I start to follow vapor trails in the sky. Leading me to new possibilities. But you are on the planes that lead me far ahead, Past hills I can't scale. I dig tunnels with tooth and nails to get there, Until I break bone and find comfort in the grave that I dug for myself.

about

Track 1 instruments written and recorded 8/23/13
Track 2 instruments written and recorded 6/30/13

credits

released December 1, 2013

Photographs by Jim Bertie.
Patrick Hogan: Drums, Vocals
Jacob Lee: Guitar, Bass, Drums, Vocals, Production

CDs available at PlasticSkull.Storenvy.com

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