MYRA

by Profit Prison

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released January 27, 2017

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Track Name: COLD WORLD
Waking in a corrosive night, I felt the hours sting
I regret everything I've done
I regret everything

I live in a cold world and I'm still here

In the prison I have built I choke away my time
but how long must I endure this ceaseless natal crime?
Track Name: A HOUSE
The story, I have heard. I've devoured every word. It has built its nest within. It is written on my skin.

Every word suffused with blood
Every thought is drowned in blood
A broken mirror caked with blood
All I see in here is blood

I opened the door and I looked inside

Now I share a wall in a convalescent hall. I hear my neighbors scream as I recoil into a dream. I remain alone from the acts to which I am prone. I turn off the lights, though I don't sleep at night.
Track Name: I CARVED A CHASM INTO MY CHEST TO EXTRACT THE BLACK SKULL OF A BOAR
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Track Name: JUDGMENT
"There are details I will tell, though some must be withheld. And I'm sure you'll understand why I remain a private man."

Although it seems impossible, this illusion of control will soon come to its end.

Because I've spoken with your friend

and I know who you are. I've been watching from afar. I've been lying here in wait. There are truths you can't evade.

And I know you all too well. I know you better than yourself. And though you'd rather keep me down, I will watch you as you drown.

And I know who you are. I've been watching from afar. I've been lying here in wait. There are truths you can't evade.

MYRA

And so a judgment has been cast
assume your place among the past
and even as your blood is spilled
it cannot quantify your guilt
and through your mania, regret
you won't compel me to forget -

there are things I can't forget
Track Name: PROFIT PRISON
When he got her to the point where she saw his face, she went hysterical. He had to stop right then and bring her out of it. She was fighting it, because she didn't want to see his face. And what happened to make her so fearful, I don't know.

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