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Hell House
03:23
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Locking eyes through the window pane
I watch them wince and they turn away
Guess I’m not good enough to save
But I’m half dead anyway
Our neighbors never wave
I guess I don’t behave
But I’m half dead anyway
Even trash has a place to stay
I’m trapped in a hell house, can’t get out
In a karmic jail house, bail me out
I won’t live to see the next sundown
If I spend another night in this goddamn house
I’m trapped in a hell house, can’t get out
In a karmic jail house, bail me out
I won’t live to see the next sundown
If I spend another night in this goddamn house
I go to sleep on a bed of fleas
My home a kingdom of disease
Man of the house - you must not displease
One wrong turn can risk everything
This name doesn’t feel like mine
Feels like I’m fucked up by design
I feel abandoned by the divine
Most days I’d rather fucking die
I’m trapped in a hell house, can’t get out
In a karmic jail house, bail me out
I won’t live to see the next sundown
If I spend another night in this goddamn house
I’m trapped in a hell house, can’t get out
In a karmic jail house, bail me out
I won’t live to see the next sundown
If I spend another night in this goddamn house
I am just a sweet nothing
Single serving, consume me
Free to use, do anything
A simple, fragile, broken thing
I am just a sweet nothing
Single serving, consume me
Free to use, do anything
A simple, fragile, broken thing
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2. |
Make Nice
03:40
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You’re hanging on
A gallow’s noose
Of family ties
Bound with abuse
You can’t fight back
It’s not the time
You’ve got to put
The past behind
Commune coerced
The family’s curse
Chained in place
By unspoken words
You feign alright
You bide your time
You swear your love
Through bitter smiles
And make nice
Make nice
Make nice
Make nice
Make nice
Make nice
Make nice
Make nice
I barely touched you
You’ll be okay
Can’t tell nobody
What would they say?
Our family secrets
Go to the grave
Sit down for dinner
And please behave
And make nice
Make nice
Make nice
Make nice
Make nice
Make nice
Make nice
Make nice
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3. |
Alone
03:53
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Bound by mortal sin
I will not repent
What I wouldn’t give
To climb out of this skin
I refuse to live
Among my vermin kin
I do not fit in
The bond does not exist
I belong alone
Alone, alone
Alone alone
Alone alone
I belong alone
Alone, alone
Alone alone
Alone alone
This is not my home
No, no, no
I walk this Earth alone
Alone, alone, alone
This is not my home
No, no, no
I walk this Earth alone
Alone, alone, alone
Changeling child I am
Black sheep, I’ll be damned
God’s not in this land
God don’t give a damn
We’re the left behind
Tooth for tooth
And eye for eye
No trust, no love remains
So all we know to do
Is thrive off pain
I belong alone
Alone, alone
Alone alone
Alone alone
I belong alone
Alone, alone
Alone alone
Alone alone
This is not my home
No, no, no
I walk this Earth alone
Alone, alone, alone
This is not my home
No, no, no
I walk this Earth alone
Alone, alone, alone
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4. |
A Trailer on Fire
04:18
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Death in small amounts
Violence of the South
The God we shouldn’t doubt
Is nowhere to be found
Deep and salted wounds
Drown beneath the moon
Death is near, the end is soon
A tragic end to family feuds
It’s all burning down
Curse this fucking town
It’s all burning down
Curse this fucking town
My will to live just
Can’t be found
It all means nothing
Burn it all down
Should never been here
End it all now
Cleanse the cycle
Burn it all down
My will to live just
Can’t be found
It all means nothing
Burn it all down
Should never been here
End it all now
Cleanse the cycle
Burn it all down
I told you he would do it
Too late to stop it now
The flames are all consuming
Do you believe me now?
I got it all in writing
Did all the court allows
Was no exaggeration
The blood is on you now
I told you he would do it
Too late to stop it now
The flames are all consuming
Do you believe me now?
I got it all in writing
Did all the court allows
Was no exaggeration
The blood is on you now
Death in small amounts
Violence of the South
The God we shouldn’t doubt (God the greatest clown)
Is nowhere to be found
Deep and salted wounds
Drown beneath the moon
Death is near, the end is soon
A tragic end to family feuds
It’s all burning down
Curse this fucking town
It’s all burning down
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5. |
Ghosts at the Yard Sale
03:42
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Take a look
See what you like
Don’t matter where
It comes from right?
See these knives
What would you pay?
Of course they’ve
Only been on display
Southern comfort, easy life
It all comes at a hefty price
Hustles built on stolen lives
I’ll rob the grave to get what’s mine
Oh, oh
Fire sale, it all goes now
But no returns after sun down
Oh, oh
Fire sale, it all goes now
But no returns after sun down
Don’t you dare touch me
Leave me alone
If you know what’s good for you
You won’t take me home
Can’t you feel that
A curse has been thrown
I cannot be cleansed
I will not be owned
Stolen heirlooms
Grave-robbed bones
Murder weapons
Put on show
From most macabre
To most benign
All trinkets here
Deceive by design
If chairs could talk
If chests could cry
The stories they’d tell
Would terrify
Marooned in death
And trapped by spite
Our hapless souls
Linger afterlife
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6. |
Sermon of Despair
04:06
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A plague on all your homes!
Left to die, I rot alone
A plague on every soul!
May every heart turn into stone!
If I shall not find rest
Then so mote it be with you
May devils stalk your fetid yards
A storm upon a house of cards
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7. |
Ghost Town
03:55
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Never thought I’d come back here
A barren wasteland despite the years
Nothing’s changed, it’s like time stops
The only sign it hasn’t are the withering crops
Roadkill pockmarks the stretches of road
A straight shot through Hell where the morals erode
Rest stops abandoned, motels covered in mold
A broken down, ghost town, lost and disposed
Left turn on a dirt road
Covered by trees
No streetlights by nightfall
It’s less than friendly
It took my early years
And yet it still ain’t no kin
I could never fit in
And yet I’m back here again
Pull into the trailer park
What do I see?
A dozen, judging eyes
Staring right back at me
A shotgun on the shoulders
Spitting chew in the dirt
Ain’t no welcome party coming
Just intentions to hurt
Never thought I’d come back here
A barren wasteland despite the years
Nothing’s changed, it’s like time stops
The only sign it hasn’t are the withering crops
Roadkill pockmarks the stretches of road
A straight shot through Hell where the morals erode
Rest stops abandoned, motels covered in mold
A broken down, ghost town, lost and disposed
No, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no
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Aleksis Tristan Shaw Greenville, North Carolina
Aleksis is an American videogame composer from Greenville, North Carolina. While she is a multi-genre composer, Aleksis specializes in writing orchestral and ambient music for dark fantasy and horror games. She has composed for A.V. Dossow's "Pinocchiogoria", Memento Mori Games' "INSOMNIA", and Grafixia Studio's "MENTAL: The Dark Night". ... more
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