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Beyond
03:30
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Everything is fucked up -
from here to your heart.
These thoughts of love and control -
can’t keep them apart.
All I do is cause you pain.
I am beyond trusting myself.
Maybe I’ll just go away
I am beyond trusting myself.
This - is my chance,
To set it all straight.
And, when it comes hard,
None of it will feel like fate.
There could be no love!
Complications in the frequencies.
There’s no peace -
With my sanity dissolving with time.
Not even God is safe in my mind,
I’ve given up - askin’ for help.
It’s - just - these perfect little pieces,
And these broken-hearted reasons,
I CAN’T!!!
YOU ASK ME WHAT I NEED
I NEED YA TO WORSHIP ME
YOU ASK ME WHAT I NEED
I NEED YA TO WORSHIP ME
YOU ASK ME WHAT I NEED
I NEED YA TO WORSHIP ME
YOU ASK ME WHAT I NEED
I NEED YA TO WORSHIP ME
Tonight I’ll be your God
And make you weak in the knees
Control everything you are
Until you release.
All I want is you to obey,
And just ignore the world around.
I will take the hurt and the pain,
And burn it down, down, down.
There could be no love!
There could be no love!
YOU ASK ME WHAT I NEED
I NEED YOU TO WORSHIP ME
YOU ASK ME WHAT I NEED
I NEED YA TO WORSHIP ME
YOU ASK ME WHAT I NEED
I NEED YA TO WORSHIP ME
YOU ASK ME WHAT I NEED
I need ya, to worship me.
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Capture
03:22
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I respected you
And everything you gave to me
Was it just all about understanding you!?
To make sure that everything is dead in me!
There are things you do…
You sit back while our existence bleeds…
Was it God that you were begging to!
Or! Some bitch caught up in a fantasy!
These ruins I’ve endured for you!
Make me regret my life.
Of entitlement, hollow-vain penance,
Hang your head low,
I am the thief of your prayers.
I know your -
Of entitlement, hollow-vain penance,
Hang your head low,
My blood!
The sacrament!
Unholy Ghost-goes!
STOP ENTITLEMENT!
FUCK YOUR VAIN PENANCE!
Bring your head low,
I am the anvil that will smash your sins, whore!!!
Of entitlement,
hollow-vain penance,
hang your head low,
I am the thief of your prayers I know your -
OF ENTITLEMENT!
FUCK YOUR VAIN PENANCE!
Bring your head low,
I am the anvil that will smash your sins, whore!!!
Of entitlement, hollow-vain penance,
Hang your head low,
hang your head low,
I am the thief of your prayers…
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3. |
Black Space
06:29
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There’s no fixing the damage I’ve caused in this place…
The things you do and what you say
You can’t replace what you take away
I’m the hurt and the pain at the sight of your face.
The hurt and pain I feel inside
God, you make me wanna die.
Every part of you, can just fuck off.
Cause what I started, cannot be stopped.
Existence comes down - to nothing,
Especially in love.
The hat that you’ll find here,
Is equalled by none.
The love that you gave me!
Was not love!
Just so much promise,
I fucking hate, what we’ve become…
There’s no fixing the damage I’ve caused in this place…
Every part of you, can just fuck off.
Cause what ya started, cannot be stopped.
There’s no fixing the damage I’ve caused in this place…
I’m the hurt and the pain at - the sight of your face.
Dear God, look what you started,
The fire’s burning down our house.
Pray to God, look what you started,
There’s no one here to save you now.
Dear God, look what you started,
The fire’s burning down our house.
Pray to God, look what you started,
There’s no one here to save you now.
Lay me down,
Cut me deep,
Until I bleed on the sheets where you left me.
I fall asleep,
Until I dream,
On the bed where I’m lying where you’ll find me,
The poison’s sweet,
Bitter sweet,
Like the taste on my lips when you kissed me,
I go to sleep,
Until we meet,
On the bed where you’re crying cuz you miss me…
I - I always was the only one to dream.
I - I always was the only one to -
I always was the only one to dream.
In this space I call Black,
In this Black space.
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Expanse
03:37
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I am direction in the eyes of the dead.
I am the stone that puts the crack in your head.
I am the sadness that your savior brings.
I got those angels shaking dead in their wings.
You are the nothing that I bought in the black.
And to this world, I will never give back.
Your words are nothing,
They are worthless to me!
I left your faith on the side of the road!
And when your bitches come a’lookin for me
Just like the prophesy, your body will be -
Cold.
They never listened when they’re bowing their heads.
Hoping for peace as they lay down their dead.
I am the offset in the offering plate.
The broken key in your heaven’s gate.
Spare the confession (procession),
The world don’t want it.
Self entitlement of horror’s portrait.
You served no purpose!
You were worthless to me!
I left you face down on the side of the road!
And just when you think his words will set you free!
They’ll swarm like hornets and embody you - hole.
You will rot amongst that patch those dead leaves,
In the vast of expanse of dreams -
You!
Will rot amongst the patch of those leaves!
In the vast expanse of my own dreams!
And when You!
Just when you think his words will set you free,
They’ll swarm like hornets and embody you - hole.
You will rot amongst that patch those dead leaves,
In the vast of expanse of dreams.
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Modal Citizan Virginia Beach, Virginia
We are Modal Citizan - an Alternative/Rock group based out of Virginia Beach, Virginia. Our music has several influences from the 90’s, but has an extremely unique feel. There is a story. A story of life and death. Tragedy. Hate and sadness. Pain and resolve. ... more
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