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Paradise
03:03
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IN MY LIFE I SEE A SPIDER OF A THOUSAND LEGS
MENACING PEOPLE FROM TAIL TO FIN
ON MY DYNASTY OF UNEVEN RAPS WILL CAUSE THE BUTTERFLY EFFECT
FROM MY STOMACH THAT WILL CRAWL INTO MY BRAIN AND EAT MY INSIDES OUT THAT WILL BE FEATHERED TO A TAIL, THAT WILL WHISPER IN THE WIND, THAT WILL CRAWL FROM THE BEACONS OF OWNERSHIP IN MY LIFE
IN MY LIFE I WILL FORGIVE FORGIVE EVERYONE FOR NOT HEARING ME,
BUT AS I WANT TO SPEND TIME WITH HIM HE NEEDS TO LEARN
TO HEAR ME FROM THE DISTANCE THAT I WILL CRAWL INTO YOUR SOUL
IN THE SPIRIT WORLD I AGREE PEOPLE ARE WITHIN ME
FROM THE BLACK CROWS FLIGHT AS IT WHISPERS IN THE WIND AS I SPEAK TO IT
AND THEN I BECAME A CROW, A FORSAKENER
FROM OUR DUSK TO A DAWN WE WILL HABITATE TO SQUIRL FORMATIONS
IN THE LIVER OF OUR SOULS WE WILL SQUIRM
IN THE PATTERNS OF OUR POOLS ABOVE SEDIMENT WILL RISE
FROM A THOUSAND TO A HUNDRED OUR SCARS I FEEL I FEEL I FEEL
EVERYDAY I FALL A BUNCH WHEN WE CAN DESIGN MY FUTURE PLAN
OF AN OLDER GENERATION FROM MY PAST TO THE WICKED ENDING WE WILL CLIMB UP THE SHADOWS OF DEATH AND WE WILL CLIMB TO THE HEAVENS PARADISE
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Butterfly Effect
03:32
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ROM THE CRIMINALS AND PARTNERS OF JAIL
WE RISE TO BECOME ACTIVE IN OUR FIELDS
WITH MY KNEEL AND MY COACH WE RISE TO STEP INSTEP
IN THE MUD OF OUR FALLEN SOLDIERS THAT CRY FOR HELP
WE RUN, WE RUN FROM OUR DOGS
WE RUN FROM OUR PLANETS OF FIRE
WE SEE A GILDED INNER RHYME
FROM THE SECRET SERVICE OF ANESTHESIA
TIME, WHERE EVENING IS BETTER THAN MY INNER OTHER
A VIRUS TERROR COMES TRUE I RUN MY THOUGHTS ON A CYCLE
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Through my Passion
03:13
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FROM MY SINNER'S DEATH WE WILL CALL US BLIND
BUT WE WILL CALL US
IGNORANT POETIC GENIUSES IN THE MIND OF TIME
IN THE DAYS OF THE CORPSE LIVING ROUND AND ROUND
IN A POETIC JUSTICE TO COME FROM PRIDE
FROM PLAYING A GAME THAT WE LOVE WITH A BALL
THAT WE CAN DESIGN
WE CALL US FROM THE DOOM, FROM THE DAYS WE RIDE FROM OUR WOUNDS
FROM MY CONSTANT STRUGGLE
AND MY PAIN FROM MY CONSTANT SILENCE
OF THE WHISPER ACHE
FROM WHERE WE COME FROM WE WILL LIE IN OUR DECADES OF EMOTION
BUT WE CAN TAKE IT INTO CONSIDERATION
WE ARE KINGS THAT FOLLOW OUR COUNTRY TO THE END THEN LIE BACK WHEN WE FALL TO PIECES
WE RUN THROUGH ALLEYS, WE RUN THROUGH FORESTS
WE LIE IN THE SUFFERING WIND AND RAIN
WHEN POETIC JUSTICE WILL BE A CRIME,
A CRIME OF PASSION
LIKE WHEN I DOMINATE IN THE GAME
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Cascade of Angels
02:28
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IN AN ANESTHESIA TIME WHERE EVENING IS A BEARER
OF ANOTHER VIRUS TERROR COME TRUE
I RUN MY THOUGHTS ON A CYCLE
ON MY PRIVATE THING THAT IS RESTLESS AND ACTIVE LIKE A SWAMP
IN MY LETTER FROM THE BANK OF ANGELS
LIMITED BY A MONSTER IN DOOM THAT WILL BE UNTOUCHED
ON MY WAY HOME I DISCOVER MY NEW PLACE CALLED A CASCADE OF ANGELS
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ON MY GRAVEL PATH
IN MY EYES OF RECOVERY
I FIGHT MY NEGATIVITY
I AM ROARING LIKE THE BEST OF ALL LIONS
I AM ROARING LIKE THE BEST OF ALL LIONS
MY SATAN MIND FIGHTS TO CATCH A GOLDEN NIGHT ON THE TRACKS OF ANGELS
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Grip
02:35
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FROM THE LIGHTENING STRIKE INSIDE THE FUTURE I WILL CRY TO ANOTHER DAY
MY PUZZLING THOUGHTS ON THE FUTURE BEND
WE CANNOT STOP THE LIES FROM ENDING SOULS
WE WILL FORMAT A PINK VIOLENT ROBE FROM THE GEARS THAT WILL END
IT COULD END IN A MONTH IT COULD BE IN A YEAR
I DON'T KNOW BUT IT’S SPITFULL WITHOUT A GAME
FROM THE SEA THAT PASSES WITH ROCKS AND STONES I WILL GO ACROSS THE END OF A LAKE TO A CROWDED PATH
WITHOUT WIND WITHOUT SPIRIT WITHOUT WING
IT CAN FLY AWAY AGAIN
IN MY MIND IT WILL RISE UP TO BREAK THE INNER SPIRIT
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Unselfish Acts
02:19
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WE CRY TO OUR HUMAN’S NIGHTMARE
WHEN WE SEE UNSELFISH ACTS
IN THE MEMORIES OF LAST MONDAY
IN THE GEARS OF THINGS THAT CAN HAPPEN ON THE TRAIN
THEY CRY FOR HELP
BUT WE CRY FOR NEED
IN THE MEMORIES OF OUR KINGDOM
THAT WILL LIE FOR HELP
THAT WILL CRUMBLE DOWN DRAMATICALLY
WE CLIMB FROM MEMORIES
UP THE MOUNTAINLIKE PLASTIC DOLLS
ON AN OVERLAND EXPERIENCE
FROM THE CODESHEETS OF MANY PIONEERS
IN THE WIND, IN THE WIND
WE CRY, WE CRY FROM TEARS
WE REMEMBER OUR PEOPLE
THAT WILL BE FALLEN
FROM GREAT WRESTLERS
THAT RUN OUR BUSINESS
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Happy Endings
01:47
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I AM RUNNING ON A BRIDGE OF FORSAKEN DARKNESS
WHEN I DO IN MY MIND I WILL ESCAPE FROM WITHIN MY HEART
I CAN’T DEPEND ON LYRICS, BUT I CAN DEPEND ON YOU
I WILL RUN AWAY WITH MY GRIEVING THIEVES IN THE NIGHTTIME
IT WILL RELAX MY DAWN OF TIME
IT WILL KISS THE GROUND I STAND ON
I WILL DIE ON MY HEAVENLY-FORSAKEN KITCHEN ON MY GROUND
IT WILL DEPEND ON ME FOR A LONG PERIOD OF TIME
I CAN’T SAY WHY, BUT I CAN’T SAY WHY ENOUGH
WHEN IT IS
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Cage Free
03:07
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A CASE TOWARDS DARKNESS AND A WICKED DEMON OF MY SOUL
I FEEL SO FAR AWAY FROM YOU
AND I START A BLAZE OF SMOKE
THAT WILL CAUSE PAIN TO DEMOCRACY
THROUGH MY WORSHIP OF MY CRAZY MUSE
OF THINGS THAT I GIVE TO YOU THROUGH MY DECISION
IN MY MIND I CRY FOR LOVE-NESS ON ON PAR WITH FANATICS OF PANIC, OF PANIC, OF PANIC THAT GIVE ME TO THE FATE, TO THE FATE, TO THE FATE OF HELL
FROM MY FRIDGE FROM MY GREAT MENTAL QUEST FOR HEALTH AND THE LIBERATORS CAN HEAR US FOR TIME PLAYS WITH THE RIVER
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I BROKE MY THOUGHTS ON AN EMPTY TABLE
FROM ALL THE PAIN I GO THROUGH
FROM ALL THE PAIN I GO THROUGH
IN THE TREE UNDERNEATH MY BED
I BROKE MY THOUGHTS ON AN EMPTY TABLE
FROM ALL THE PAIN AND THE TREE UNDERNEATH MY BED
TREE UNDERNEATH MY BED
FROM MY NIGHTMARE
COMES MY RIVER OF SANITATION
FROM THE CREATURES IN THE SWAMP
FROM MY NIGHTMARES
OF MY RIVERS OF SITUATIONS
FROM THE CREATURES IN THE SWAMP
IN THE NIGHT OF TIME
I RISE TO THE INNER MESS
WITHIN MY ENERGY TO RETIRE MY TIME
ON MY PATH TO AN EVIL DECADENT HOUSE
IN A MAKESHIFT PALACE IN A DARK LANDSCAPE
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Horizon of Darkness Chicago, Illinois
Matthew Beveridge Bean Rizzo is a musician and poet living in Chicago.
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