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by Tears for ʇhe Dying

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1.
Disease 01:35
A disease called man In sickness we stand A disease called man In sickness we stand Why do we hate, why do we kill? Smoke billows rise, people piled upon hills Look up and plead, to the maker in need This stench is too much, and we're cold hungry and weak Doctors of chaos in a nation divided Experiments performed, no morphine provided They tell us we're safe, but we know them to well We know that we're damned in this prison called Hell A disease called man In sickness we stand A disease called man In sickness we stand Six pointed stars pinned to our skin Wearing clothes of the dead, the smell of burned skin Shrivelled remains dumped in a grave While cadavers walk, victims of rage Sunken eyes star from the side of the wall Dusty windows gray as they march down the hall Innocence lost, boots stomp on the floor A flower for David as he walks through the door
2.
Time 04:10
TIME Look up tonight see time dissolve cold and biting winds of change pushing ever closer to the edge burning worlds collapse holes black like the sun tell yourself "there's no beginning," and chase the fear of your dreaded end one more heart the priest devours sleep in sickness, nothing is ours tell yourself "there's no beginning," and chase the fear of your dreaded end constant pressure rip your ties hold my hand while I remove your eyes theres no end in sight savored lies devolve nothing matters anymore i felt the world and i want none stabbing madly on my chest i want this life to end whats the use in burning ears I'll drag you to the gates of hell revel in fatality and leave behind your rotting shell tell yourself "there's no beginning," and chase the fear of your dreaded end one more heart the dark devours sleep in sickness, nothing is ours tell me how "there's no beginning," and tell me of your dreaded end gunshot echoes down the hall splatter red madness sliding down the wall but know that they can never own you hatred grows with tumourous swell rise above their ill intentions sleeping men drink from poisoned wells Hear them now; screaming distant pleads A thousand shards of looking glass Falling like the Purest snow On a cold December's night You fade into nothing. sleeping now with tortured grimace, final words come to rest a gentle smile Takes thier place fading fast in a serpents nest Fall prey to strange hypnosis; sickly odor fills the air Gaze into your emptiness into your lifeless shell Fleeting thoughts drift away you're moving closer still no question is left unanswered bottomless wells are never filled tell yourself "there's no beginning," and chase the fear of your dreaded end one more heart the priest devours sleep in sickness, nothing is ours A thin line, glistening crimson line Reaching for new understanding Look up tonight see time dissolve 12/17/2003

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Tears for the Dying's first demo songs: Time and Disease. Recorded by Chris Bishop at Radium Recordings in Athens GA on a Tascam 8 track reel to reel.

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released December 20, 2003

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Tears for ʇhe Dying Athens, Georgia

Athens GA deathrock / postpunk project originally formed 2003.

Booking: tearsforthedying@gmail.com

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