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Town of Cats

by Todos Caerán

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Sean Messier
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Sean Messier Top-tier screamo with a brooding sound. FFO Funeral Diner. Favorite track: Underground.
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sean had a great time seeing these guys when they came to redding! Favorite track: Norwegian Wood.
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1.
Place the foot down and set the pace. Lift the stone from shoulders burdened. Cross the field through snow and f ire. Lift off to uncommon ground. Ease the tension down the neck. Release the binds from tongue and hand. Destroy the wall that separates. Ease into the ocean deep; The cool waters stir inside And force something new to grow. Acknowledge the faults in the line And move to pave even road. Do we have one more chance to shine bright? To burn and scorch the fields ? To ignite all who pass before the glow Before fizzling out into thoughts of glory?
2.
Drive your oxe and plow forth along single road over stone and gully. Neither ankle nor machine shall bend and break under righteous cause. Morals ebb and flow along the river. Results lie ahead on soil under mountain. No man made forks shall deviate; No ideas shall spring forth. Destroy the bridge that bears the weight And take that which is in its place. Grab hold, lest these wings fly off and disappear on the horizon. Smother these wings before they fly off to disappear over the horizon
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Underground 04:33
The wave, the quake, the solemn wind Awaken the Leviathan who sleeps amid it Renunciate or lone wolf kin The fallow life that is our birthright given Resent the hospital bed And all those who lie in it Resent the shallow breath Resent the willows weeping As we move underground Erode a whisper that the sun would bear me Such is the air we breathe Such is the earth that moves beneath me (if it would ever cease) Such is the swelling sea Such is the hearth that burns to livid (if it would ever cease) We all know the End is Nigh and so when I die, I take the city with me to save it
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1Q84 06:42
These divergent lives split off. The separation seems immense. We flow through new streams, Dipping ourselves into unknown murky waters. Raising our cold hands to the sky, The numbing warmth reminds us of what we have all lost. Straddling the lines time pushes forward. We lose parts of ourselves in memory; We lose touch with what we held. For these numb cold hands no longer feel a thing. Losing track of the connection, forced to forge on, Making due with the warm thought of past lives held. While we trudge on though the cold unforgiving snow Vision blurs and we slip through the cracks. A warm light soothes our aches, warms our hands And rekindles something lost. Something that has become So warped that it is now much bigger. And we acknowledge the grandeur The only way we can. In silence
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Strike the match and set the flame Under unkempt skin. Burn out the decaying bridges Whose paths have been left to rot. Explore the black triangle that surrounds us And marvel at the colossal wreck. Ignore the lines that divide the center And burn these homes whose foundations are kindling. Burn the paths laid by patriarchs. Ignite the wastes to expunge the toxin And drive it out to the river. Teach the son to ignore the shadow of man; Teach the daughter to blaze in glory. Spark the light that will guide And burn out the rot that surrounds.
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Dream to soar on thunder Or shudder at the quake. Willing wings to rise above Or willing beasts to bear the burden Never let these seeds sow Before the coming flood. The lands ahead lie covered with rock and ash, But a billion backs move to till. Single hand, my cup, little water, While these legs take the river. In strength we may never raise our hands While the single is forced to fall. Drive out lonely sin And collapse into stronger arms. The tempest may overpower your words; The snow may freeze your lungs. Dare to raise your head above the clouds; Dare to stretch limb outward, To be pulled by the tides. Arms will rise to support the weight. Never fear the fall; The world will shift. Dream to read the stars While these arms take the weight .

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released December 16, 2013

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