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Development Hell EP

by Sea Noto

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1.
Blue Monday (free) 02:25
Imprint this front row seat to the end of my world February 3rd, '59 all over again Thrust headlong into the deep and the cold Tried to hold the line but now our losses are mounting the throne I can't help but feel an imposter Gold dust flaking off of the plaster Cosmic horror wholesale disaster Straining will make me drown only faster Who knew that Hell is also a place on Earth? The pantheon stands empty again Can't figure out where the fuck to begin The stars are swept and the ocean's poured Braved this war til you said that our losses are mounting the throne (yeah) This chalk outline is a latent God beast Titanic snake that swallows skies Everywhere and all the time at the scene of the crime We've reconstructed the temple but we'll never fill it with prayer We've reconstructed the temple but we'll never fill it with prayer or deprive its old ghosts of their haunts Let the credits and so will their heads Hell, it tastes like winter, like it did in February 3rd, 1959 was on January 17th, 2022 I swear February 3rd, 1959 was on January 17th, 2022 I swear We've reconstructed the temple but we'll never fill it with prayer
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Its one love versus a million bombs dropped Come rain-drenched, come sun-starved in thick, sulfurous. fumes Empty Hell, book’s open next month Carve me no hopeful phrase Dead meat hung by the tail Carve me no hopeful phrase Dead meat no more, come hang me up Oceans, tailing ponds, and cesspools Loving is this game of strict rules, written in blood, inscribed across the cave walls I was dug up where the willows grow I woke there time and time again Crawl back, under barbed wire, into the sea Dissected rats borne of dissected rats Don’t be so glum, don’t be morose I put my money on the pale horse (Carve me no hopeful phrase) The casket’s closed so throw your rose Did you see yourself in place of that corpse? (Dead meat hung by the tail) If it brings me closer to God above, oh I’ll get fucked up on the blood of Jesus every night until the day I die I'll be by sooner or later like blood out from an elevator return your borrowed time at the checkout desk You got til 10 am Death is not a thief; he’s a creditor Death is not a thief but a creditor We owe so much more Death is not a thief; he’as a creditor Death is not a thief, and we are so in debt

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released January 17, 2023

Engineering, mixing, and mastering by Vince Soliveri
Written by Sea Noto

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