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Every Man For Herself

from APESTATE by FAUS

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"where is all the ambience?"

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i'm led by flame
and waning feet
the bones of progress
and mortal sleet
i tell them what to write
i raise the flame with porous lips
i smell the wild in fingertips
when nothing in the sky
is capable of light
i pluck the feathers from the skin
i temper tusk and weave it in
when softened with the night
im atemporal and white
tell me
i am felled to commiseration
i am luxe within the stale
and when fed to conflagration
i wont hasten to bare scale
i want more
birthed by the ravished, broken and scorned
have you no hell in your world?
now use thine eyes to see
carry me carry me
all ye who have wept
o’ the avid and languished
call on the mount
and i will be tied to the stake
burn me inside of a rose
the kingdom that fell and the king that was left will carry my waste
i am the salt of the earth
i am the clamor of her womb
when the flood
becomes a muse
the ravenous
seek bone to chew
their prescience
marred
voracious in their appetites
i feed them as if father might
i’m sultry in my martyrdom
i rain only at night
i preach the tame in spiritual
vessels I can’t find
where is all the ambience?
where is all the ambience?
raise hands and call the divine my name
i am the salt of the earth
i am the clamor of her womb
i was ivory but not soul
just the imprint of a fern
my time here it was eclipsed
and bled only my remiss
tell me am I wry?
we all must starve and die
take from them what is mine
pray to the crown
prey on the crowd
water only ground
temper the life out
and we all feed from the process
bleed from the incest
fiend for the quintessence
of the stolen learning curve
at the edge of the world
i was selfish enough to let gangrene in
let them crucify me to make medicine
my spurious ascent was of heralded stone
that forged adulate beings out of iron and lung
i am not ashamed
to say that i'm ashamed
that i've been saturated in this white parade
white parade
white parade
white parade
white parade
white parade

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from APESTATE, released May 4, 2018
(feat. Ben Hoagland of Extortionist)

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Unprecedented heavy tech punk from the PNW. Whatever that means.

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