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Shai Hulud - Misanthropy Pure
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Shai Hulud - A Human Failing
- 3
Shai Hulud - Anesthesia
- 4
Shai Hulud - Be Winged
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Shai Hulud - Being Exemplary
- 6
Shai Hulud - Beliefs And Obsessions
- 7
Shai Hulud - Beyond Man
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Shai Hulud - Chorus Of The Dissimilar
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Shai Hulud - Cold Lord Quietus
- 10
Shai Hulud - Eating Bullets Of Acceptance
- 11
Shai Hulud - Ending The Prepetual Tragedy
- 12
Shai Hulud - For The World
- 13
Shai Hulud - Four Earths
- 14
Shai Hulud - Given Flight By Demon's Wings
- 15
Shai Hulud - Hardly
- 16
Shai Hulud - If a Mountain Be My Obstacle
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Shai Hulud - If Born From This Soil
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Shai Hulud - In The Mind And Marrow
- 19
Shai Hulud - Let Us At Last Praise The Colonizers Of Dreams
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Shai Hulud - Linoleum (Nofx Cover)
- 21
Shai Hulud - Man Into Demon: And Their Faces Are Twisted With The Pain Of Living
- 22
Shai Hulud - Medicine To The Dead
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Shai Hulud - Monumental Graves
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Shai Hulud - My Heart Bleeds The Darkest Blood
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Shai Hulud - Outside The Boundaries Of A Friend
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Shai Hulud - Profound Hatred Of Man
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Shai Hulud - Reach Beyond The Sun
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Shai Hulud - Scornful Of The Motives And Virtue Of Others
- 29
Shai Hulud - Set Your Body Ablaze
- 30
Shai Hulud - Solely Concentrating On The Negative Aspects Of Life
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Shai Hulud - The Bonds Of Those Who Have No Understanding Of Co
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Shai Hulud - The Consummate Dragon
- 33
Shai Hulud - The Creation Ruin
- 34
Shai Hulud - The Mean Spirits, Breathing
- 35
Shai Hulud - Think The Adder Benign
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Shai Hulud - This Song: For The True And Passionate Lovers Of Music
- 37
Shai Hulud - This Wake I Myself Have Stirred
- 38
Shai Hulud - To Bear The Brunt Of Many Blades
- 39
Shai Hulud - To Suffer Fools
- 40
Shai Hulud - Two And Twenty Misfortunes
- 41
Shai Hulud - Venomspreader
- 42
Shai Hulud - We Who Finish Last
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Shai Hulud - When One Bests Defeat
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Shai Hulud - Whether To Cry Or Destroy
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Shai Hulud - Willing Oneself To Forget What Cannot Otherwise Be Forgiven
Cold Lord Quietus
Shai Hulud
No, we do not welcome the day,
Though we quietly pled for the end inside.
Neither time nor daybreak will suppress this nightmare.
This we take to our graves.
[II. THE PERSECUTION OF EVERY NEXT BREATH]
True living and breathing death.
Every breath is surely the last.
But another...
How many more will follow--
And another...
How many more can be endured...
Broken whispers; shy touches to passing flesh.
A twitch of life. A cold shudder.
Defy the instinct to recoil.
Yet another breath...
Ignore your pain
You are not your own,
You are the strength of life and love
To usher in the end.
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Hearts besieged by lament and relentless trial are pumping cold blood.
Glacial and ceaseless desolation commands the stillness we have become.
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Submit to fear.
Bow to sorrow.
Assent to death.
The cold lord governs by decree.
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Yes, we welcome the day, precisely the hour,
We plead for the grave;
This, our bitter confession.
Conquered long before we begin to suffer the loss,
Death holds dominion over more than the dying.
Aching for the next reachable paradise.
Awaiting the last...
Dear lord, not another breath.
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Cold Lord impacts the loss, bound with resulting relection, deep and depreciating.
Was I mindful...
Have I suffered...
Am I of warmth...
Worth affection...
Capable of love...
A vessel of hate and bitterness...
In this death so close, beset with travail,
I am aware of my every fault and failure.
[III. GO FORTH OF LIFE]
Now rest;
Leave your venom behind.
May we all have such strength.
