Burden of the Master

from Summerland by VERA

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I'm fucking volatile and hostile
Demoralized inside; fight my own advice
I hide and agonize because it feels like I fail as many times as I try
A prize fit for the size
Smile

Don't try to dial for help, there's no time
Vile lies
I'm fucking volatile and hostile every once in a while

Burden of the master guised by a
Curtain of disaster
Wrapped in a coating of plaster
If I'm alive, I need to die faster

Vile
It's not that I lack the awareness
Lies
It's just lonely in rareness
Vile
I don't believe in fairness
Lies
And I'm getting careless

I want to hear the calls for help before you drop
I want to see you engulfed in flames unfaught
I want to feel you convulse when your skin pops
I want the pulse you cannot stop
To come to a halt

It's not that I lack the awareness
It's just lonely in rareness
I don't believe in fairness
And I'm getting careless
Yeah, I'm getting careless
Cause my effort is thankless
I hope I soon perish

I can feel my frame collapsing inside me
The pressure is bleeding
My breath is depleting
The strain of a king, the weight of the crown
Burden of the master, burden of the master
If I'm alive I need to die faster

Lungs crumpled and airless
No sympathy, nobody sees
Til my body swings, til my pistol rings
I find truth as a function of power
Find truth as a function of power
Find truth as a function of power

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from Summerland, released December 2, 2019

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