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Died

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(I. PRELUDE) This is the death of the abstract And all its concepts it displays Throughout its many vessels To which the soul decays An existence without a soul Is no existence at all To spend this life in search Is to waste your life and fall Watch as before your eyes The drive disintegrates Murdered by your mind A witness to cruel fate Recovery may find you But the mark has been made It's an unbearable hell A disgusting game you played (II. THE DRUNKEN POLTERGEIST) I summoned it fast to eradicate the past A little scare can become danger No prints to wipe from the scene The mess is held up clean For those who wish to remain stranger(s) Destroy your mind and destroyed is your life The lies multiply and shit drops from the sky The martyrs they cry but oh no not I Watch it turn to hell This faltered alter ego stays invisible Call out a black heart and purify the soul The only proof you have is 200 on ice Waking up in anger to the drunken poltergeist Dragged for a mile dying with style Savior for you is a savior for none What you started cannot be undone Watch it turn to hell This demon is alive The blood will fly You fucked up this time (III. VANISHING PATH) Bound tight by the universe Visions of life and visions in the hearse Separated head trips from dreams far and few Settle for nothing less than absolute When I drift in the empty sky Unseen by the human eye Among the ether floats my mind Drove to erase the concept of time Free Beyond the grasp of those who aren’t Beyond the image that’s yet to haunt Beside is the timeless isolated in crisis Beneath all the markings left from the virus This void will consume And then defame If you die for nothing Then just erase your name It’s burning me alive (IV. NAMELESS) Floating Fading From concrete to construct A separation mindfuck Linger as a thought Remain - In vain Erase - Your name Not a trail - Nothing to miss A mystery that stays nameless And somehow it's never been more clear The results of when you disappear While this failed mind had a bitter year The concept remains a no-name here Forget Forbid A godsend in some form For others a shitstorm Save it for the worms Flawing Falling Through the method employed The memory is destroyed The space now devoid When you fade into the air Into a barren sky Watching through a blank stare You murder your mind Somehow somewhere You've demolished your time Hang without a prayer Your ideals have died (V. REALITY RENEWED) This is the world beyond what you know This is the world where time remains slow Tomorrow doesn't exist And yesterday's a myth And even now is such a far-fetched concept There is no dream in the midst of this sleep There is no dream in a sea this deep Never to awake Since there's not a breath to take No round trip but a one-way to decay This will be This will become reality (VI. HAUNTING) Dwelling in the art of self-destruction A piece where you're the source of its creation Experiments done yield useless results The only thing that lingers is the faults They roam as evil spirits now A sick joke that time will allow A reminder that no one needs In the moment that the walls will bleed Blood pours out and hell pours in Blood pours out and hell pours in This imagery is sickening It's haunting In the distance you can hear Showing the most insane fear The ghosts and demons breaking free In a world you'd hate to be As it becomes painfully clear To wipe the stain will only smear Through the disgusting imagery Your only route is to scream (VII. DIED) You could rip out its throat It wakes up with it intact You could burn it alive And all its skin would grow back You could cut it to pieces And it will reform itself It can never die Because it is your hell I died A hundred or thousand Or million fucking times How do I wake up alive Empty inside Burning at my soul It’s my decline This is the sickest design The soul can die and not the body If the body dies so does the soul Roam the earth with the blankest stare The soul drifts into a black hole You don’t have to die To feel empty again You could empty the life And a shell will remain Kiss your soul goodbye Kill your soul tonight Kiss your soul goodbye Kill your soul tonight I died A hundred or thousand Or million fucking times I died

about

There was zero intention of "Died" ever being recorded, but it came to life as I was working on "The Drunken Poltergeist" and upon completing the guitar for it, the background for "Vanishing Path" made its way into the equation. From there, I decided to record the album as one seamless track.

This is a song about the death of the abstract, and all the concepts it exhibits through its known vessels over the course of time. To exist without a soul or a source of inspiration is the same as not existing at all. The tragedy of watching motivation disintegrate before your eyes is a cruel but reversible fate. Although it can be altered, the mark left behind from the damning effect it has can never be removed from the self once experienced. It's an unbearable hell, as if you have died.

"DIED"
I. Prelude
II. The Drunken Poltergeist
III. Vanishing Path
IV. Nameless
V. Reality Renewed
VI. Haunting
VII. Died

Also noteworthy: This is the first album as The Psychodox with live drums.

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released September 20, 2019

J. Paradox - vocals, guitars, bass, drums

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