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Mouthbreather

from Hiraeth by The Southern Oracle

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VII. MOUTHBREATHER / no routine

i’ve tried not to hate but i failed. it’s not you, i loathe myself for how i let my way to be misled. but you know, lies travel faster than the truth. you went from pretender to fraud. false face must hide what the false heart does know. your hand, your tongue look like the innocent flower but be the serpent under it. dead end street or left hand path there's no third way, it's a violent place. confusion now has made it’s masterpiece. i won't give up, i won't give in, no more routine. burn the curtains, let the light, in no more routine. clear the mirrors, i need to face my conscience. the truth is like fire, my throat is scorched. smoke signs of hope floating above, across the river of brutality. drive me to the abyss, let go of me. how low is low enough for you to trample me down deeper and deeper in the mud?

“truth is like fire; to tell the truth means to glow and burn.“ - gustav klimt

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from Hiraeth, released December 9, 2018

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