Apple of Basilisk
His Crowned Skull Raised to the Sun

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• 1. Beggars Outside the Gates of Heaven (02:45)
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  Watching the ocean rise in the sky
  It glares back at me - paralyzed
  I lock eyes with a helpless whale
  Up in the clouds
  
  I’ve never felt so close to the sun
  Its embrace scorches me
  Huddle into your family
  Close your eyes and wait
  
  Money can’t save them when they get what they bargained for
  
  They will die like the rest of us
  Greed swallows them whole
  
  Bills burn as fast as hair
• 2. Weightless Amongst Perished Stars (05:34)
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  When I Look into the mirror
  I see a desert in my face
  
  How many dozens of times have I watched the earth dance around the sun
  
  God or a void
  Wait for me
  
  Tree branches
  Wrapped in flesh
  Dried out
  
  Lay and wait for the still, pale cold
  
  What once carried desire has now rusted - corroded
  
  To trudge on as a frail husk of what once was yields no reward
  
  I have a wasp’s nest encased in my skull
  I’ll crack my head in the brick
  And relieve the incessant buzzing
  I dry heave hundreds
  They carry me to the sky
  
  I am ready to be freed
  I long to flail in the black
  I am ready to be freed
• 3. Crowned Sloth (04:23)
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  Carrying promises from an idol
  Crushing shoulders on the way to the throne
  Whisper sweet lies to the vulnerable
  Pull the meat away - throw the bones to the hounds
  
  Peasants shovel waste from the grand feast
  Prepared by slaves draped in gold
  
  Crowned sloth
  
  Spoon-fed by the lepers
  The chalice reflects in their eyes
  So they can feed their children from the trough
  
  Behind closed doors I slither
  Swallow your family whole
  Stand on the backs of the starving
  Take the gold from the sun
  Feed on the crumbs that fall from my bib
  My rotting food is mine alone
  
  Let them eat cake
  Feast on his head
• 4. Crushed Petals of Innocence (04:01)
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  A black widow weaves a web of diamonds
  
  Dangling the golden carrot
  Gnawed on alive - they all love it
  As long as they shine in the night
  
  Let them pluck out your eyes
  And wear them in their skulls
  So you can watch yourself play god on a throne of children’s bones
  
  carve the riches out from their chests
  Their blood is just your currency
  
  When beheaded, the snakes pour out
• 5. Jericho's Trumpet Leads the Symphony of Angels (07:43)
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  When I stare into the burning eyes of god, they will freeze
  
  Every child born into a war torn hellscape
  
  When their limbs become debris
  When their mothers are shrieking
  Will you tell me they have sinned?
  That they never stood a chance?
  
  When I smash the lock to heaven’s gates
  Who will I see when I push them open?
  They’ll be up there laughing
  As tears fill the ocean
  
  The men who carry the keys out of reach
  The men with the diamonds in their eyes
  The men who hold your hand until it turns blue
  Will I see them with little wings on their backs?
  
  Job was so naive
  No matter what he did, they would have dropped like flies - for an ego
  
  The serpent whispered in your ear
  You bite the apple - You chew the flesh
  Watching the flames of burning eden
  light up the sky
  
  When they try to hide what they’ve done
  You still see the faces beneath the tar
  He carried the cross and wore the thorns
  So you can bring your gun into the booth
  
  Jericho’s trumpet deafens all
  
  Shake the bloody hand of Christ
  For letting the light shine down
  On your napalm playground
  Their skeletons glisten in the moonlight
  
  There is no limit to man’s malice
  The extent of horrors in this world
  How could hell be any worse?
  
  When angels look down on the earth
  They’ll cut their throats
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