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Terminal Disconnect

by Hiss the Villain

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Tension twisting fingers into icicles Into the gray you dive You walk that fault line wide now A solemn stride, into the great divide Make your way down, make your way Make your way down, make your way Fake! Fake! Hold back the night between your teeth Fake! Fake! Chlorine casket, yours to keep Tremors in the hands, squeezing that skull cap Robbed of your courage, can't stop shaking 100 proof, but not bullet proof, so proof of what? 100 proof, but not shrapnel proof, so proof of what!? Break away now, break away Break away now, break away Break! Break! Windshield shrapnel cast about Break! Break! Stiff arm branches erase our doubt
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Stoned on slogans, we close read the blueprints Ground up in gears of this ancestral clock Peel back your fingerprints, tell me if I'm wrong Pickpocket noose 'round this autopsied lock Immured in fabricated frames Our veins cry out the same names They cry out the same Sever the inkwell, shorthand the distance Flint and tinder irony ferments our contempt Peel back your fingerprints, tell me if I'm wrong The bitter swill of youth is all we'll accept Encased in skeletal remains Our veins cry out the same names They cry out the same Strip search the soul (Tell me if I'm wrong) And swallow the void (Tell me if I'm wrong) Strip search the soul (Tell me if I'm wrong) And swallow the void
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The Mend 04:06
A gap that shivers like a smile Lovers feign when farewells part The break is filled with open space Like human heart to human heart If we can save this at the seams Might redemption be redeemed So the truth can truly mean We could be the mend We could be the mend It's the distance that defines us it's the distance that defines... A sound that echoes off of nothing Where a curse called truth was bared and born A place where promise is all hallowed Where we all curse what once was sworn If we can save this at the seams Might redemption be redeemed So the truth can truly mean We could be the mend We could be the mend It's the distance that defines us It's the distance that defines...
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Dialectopia 04:06
Cursive dissymmetry Your signature is foiled again (Again! Again! Again!) Slipstream confidential Ligature a tired friend (A friend! A friend! A friend) Manic in the backseat Waiting for a brake test (A test! A test! A test!) Upstroke atrophy Shells trapped in your vest We can't take this home, our prayers are Strung up with zip ties and shoelace promises Can we keep leaning on the bonds unspoken? The crutch we made our own, but now we're Gasping for breath in these future-tithe furnaces And I know no one leaves tonight unbroken Papercut irises Lose your mark inside this mess (A mess! A mess! A mess!) Chairman in the pocket Split the blame, confuse, confess (Confess! Confess! Confess!) Terrapin smiles Every chokehold can attest (Attest! Attest! Attest!) The trackmarked and timorous Heroes left us in the west We can't take this home, our prayers are Strung up with zip ties and shoelace promises Can we keep leaning on the bonds unspoken? The crutch we made our own, but now we're Gasping for breath in these future-tithe furnaces And I know no one leaves tonight unbroken No one leaves tonight unbroken We left Achilles at the helm Have we sentenced this to death? Black hounds in the foreground With treason on their breath We can't take this home, our prayers are Strung up with zip ties and shoelace promises Can we keep leaning on the bonds unspoken? The crutch we made our own, but now we're Gasping for breath in these future-tithe furnaces And I know no one leaves tonight unbroken
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Ask me my name And pseudonyms answer A cancer that shames the cells Into chancing twos One as flawed as you I'll prepare the plots For when your masses arrive If you can survive me You can survive Will you stay my hand so you can kill your own kind? If you can survive me You can decide If you survive If you survive You can decide If you're still alive... Open a vein Into sobriquet chatter It flatters the pride like anything Matters here Don't be so sincere I'll prepare the plots For when your masses arrive If you can survive me You can survive Will you stay my hand So you can kill your own kind? If you can survive me You can decide If you survive If you survive You can decide If you're still alive... Should you contain every caustic curse So well rehearsed, verse by verse And veiled so...
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Recede 03:28
The stars we thought were in our reach Gently recede as high tide swallows up the beach They were mere remnants of folklore left untold These dormant dreams recede, still they swallow up the soul Our aim may outdistance virtue Ambition taking full control When the day comes, we make the lie true We'll know these dreams were not our own This was not my goal This was not my goal These wayward futures, outside our grasp These anchored chains clasp around this post we call the past These blinding timelines move by so fast The ones that seem to matter never seem to last Our aim may outdistance virtue Ambition taking full control When the day comes, we make the lie true We'll know these dreams were not our own This was not my goal This was not my goal This was not my goal
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Wake 03:59
(Wake up) Myself beside time carved a line Right down the middle of my mind Straight through the center of my soul It took the trigger from control I've bit my tongue so long There's nothing left but to swallow I've held my breath for ages It seems my seething's turned contagious Such a severed state of mind With half unwilling, half unkind Whispering wraiths Withering faith Savoring the taste Of laying us both to waste (Please wake up) A touch that drains your ebbing heat Basking in each fainter beat An embrace it wraps around Your smiling face in death mask stasis Within the armor of my soul I secret joy at this complete -ly wasted life of idle strife that trickles out down this thrust knife It seems my symbiote resiles While I sleep sound cocooned so vile Whispering wraiths Withering faith Savoring the taste Of severing this chaste Wondering when The sundering will end
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Wicked Self 02:44
Spend the night outside Heart debased and fortified Drive the nails through well-worn hands again Arms out loud But you won't touch a single sound I scraped the veil off of my eyes I'll bleed this sin and cauterize Save your wicked self (Don't let it happen again) 'Cause I refuse to stay my hands With your undue self-worth (Don't let me down again) I understand the strength of my addictions The nature of my afflictions The lack thereof of my convictions But these eyes are wide Hollowed out and exorcised Of the venom I can taste with every lie Save your wicked self (Don't let it happen again) 'Cause I refuse to stain my hands With your undue self-worth (Don't let me down again) Save your wicked self (Don't let it happen again) Save your wicked self (Don't let me down again) Save your wicked self (You won't let me down again)
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Our modern malice Leaves trust to callous Betrayed in digital A vigil cynical So typical, so typical...
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Apex 04:12
We keep drawing straws but the back still breaks Keep the fuck away for your own damn sake I keep shedding tears of my skin like the snake that I am The truth of necessity, as it claws away the best of me There's truth in necessity, as I swallow whole your empathy I need what I need, so I'll keep what I claim Constrict these constraints 'til the bones break away Depraved, I ever crave to consume all the prey that I can The truth of necessity, as it tears away what's left of me There's truth in necessity, as I swallow whole your empathy A certain serpent Self-serving servant These urgent urges Of a serpent certain We keep drawing straws but the back still breaks
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credits

released October 17, 2015

Hiss the Villain (2015):

Ðemi - Vox / Guitar
Amanda - Bass
Woody - Strings / Vox / Noise
Dylan - Drums

Written, performed, recorded and produced by Hiss the Villain
Additional Samples by Jesse & Peter Bergamo Jr.

Artwork by Peter Bergamo Jr. Check him out @:
www.peterbergamojr.com
www.pigkicker.com

Hiss the Villain would like to thank: The Borowy family, Angela, Dylan’s Mom & Aunts & Brothers, Ama, Ivette & Amanda, Jesse, Liz, Amber, Chief, Peter Bergamo Jr., the NTP boys (Rich, Pat, Bren, Ribcage Andy & Shoes), Mr. J & Kevin Farrell, The Oddbodies, grief_seeds, Rusty Things, Jake McKelvie & the Countertops, Quiet Giant, Entandem, Big Moon, Javier @ United Level Sound, Slim Francis, Cook’s Café, Bilal @ John Bale Book Co. & Café, Pig Kicker Stickers, The Rob Approach, Kerski Krew, Trailer Park Boys, Hector, Frosty, Frushty, 'Merica, and everyone else, especially you.

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