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Abundance In Exertion

by Diligence

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1.
STARTED UP WITH MANY, ENDED UP WITH FEW. THE ONES I LEFT NO LONGER STAND THE QUEUE. KIND OF AN OBSERVING THAT HAS BECOME MY CONFIRMING. OF TOUCHING SO DEEP NO ONE COULD EVER DREDGE.. CAPABLE OF MAKING A HOLE, A WEDGE EVEN IN THE THICKEST MATTERS. NAILS CUTTING DEEP IN MY EXPERIENCE, DISPERSING AROUND THEM DREADFUL ATTACHMENTS AND THEIR SIGNIFICANCE. ONCE, INSIDE ME, THERE WAS QUITE A WILDERNESS, NOW REPLACED WITH THIS QUIET PLACE. I RUB MY HANDS AND JUST LET THE HEAT SOAK IN. IN ORDER TO CHANGE THE INSIDES. THEY ARE FEVERISHLY BEING REBUILT. CONTEMPLATING WHILE TRAPPED IN THIS QUEUE METAPHOR, OBSESSED WITH LONGING FOR A PRESENCE. THERE IS JUST NO NEED ANYMORE.. FOR ANYONE IN THIS LINE TO APPROACH ME CLOSER. THEY ARE FEVERISHLY BEING REBUILT. CONTEMPLATING WHILE TRAPPED IN THIS QUEUE METAPHOR.. SO OBSESSED WITH LONGING. A PINCH OF RESEMBLANCE THAT I WOULD PATRONIZE. SHIP THOSE DEFECTIVE EXPECTANTS.. IF ONLY I HAVE BEEN GIVEN THE CHANCE TO FLEE AWAY ON TIME, ALTER MY STANCE. STARTED WITH MANY, ENDED UP WITH FEW. THESE ARE THE ONES I LEFT, THEY NO LONGER STAND THE QUEUE.
2.
THE ONLY WAY, THE WAY I CAN BLEED ALSO IS THE MERE WAY OF DESECRATING THE PICTURE OF FAILURE PROBABILITY 'CAUSE WHEN I NEED TO BLEED, I BLEED FRACTALS. I EXCEED THIS ACHE TO GET RICH IN CRIMSON. IN COALITION WITH IGNITION, THORNS BURROWED IN THE LOOKS, WISDOM OF THE ARTIFICIAL. PUNGENT IS THE SMELL OF ALL KNOWN SCROLLS. HONORED ARE CERTAINTIES, SUPERFICIAL THINGS. FEAR SHAN'T ENVENOM FEED FOR MY KINGDOM WHEN I CRAWL, WHEN I BRUISE, EVEN WHEN MY SHIP TAKES SLIGHTLY LONGER CRUISE. I EXCEED THIS ACHE TO GET RICH IN CRIMSON. IT HAS COME TO THIS LOUD, HARSH, AGGRESSIVE NEED TO BLEED. IT HAS COME TO THIS HARSH, AGGRESSIVE NEED WHERE I CAN'T FEEL THE END OF IT. LOUD! COLLECT THE BONES, TORN SKIN AND WHAT THIS TURNING POINT MAY REQUIRE.. OFFICIAL UNLEASHING OF CREATIVE EMPIRE. FROM A DESTROYER..UTTER MERCILESS CUTTER. TO A CREATOR, EARTH SHIFTER. THOUGHTS DECOMPOSE, REARRANGE. AT FIRST THERE'S THIS FEEL, SO STRANGE. NO ESCAPE, NO COVERING DRAPE, ONLY THOROUGH DRILL. I MEET MY OWN IMAGINATION OVERFLOWING WITH WILL! OVERWHELMED WITH WILL! RUBY LIMBS LEAD BY TRANSLUCENT STRINGS SUSPENDED HIGH ABOVE. SCENT OF THEIR BENEVOLENCE ENLIGHTENS EVERY SENSE 'CAUSE WHEN I NEED TO BLEED, I BLEED FRACTALS.
3.
CLOSING THE GAP REPRESENTING OMISSIONS IN HEARTBEATS. CONTORTED EVENTS AND VENTS FROM WHICH BILE WAS ESCAPING FAR TOO QUICK. CONTAMINATED HORRENDOUS SYMPHONY, EPITOME OF PAST DEEDS ECHOING IN MY SKULL CAVITY. HYBRID DECADES DESCENDING, ALL THE AIMS THEY MISSED. AVERTED THEMSELVES FROM DISRUPTIVENESS. BUT I HAVE... I HAVE REACHED THE VERDICT! MAKING THIS CONTEMPLATING A TIRELESS DICTION. PHILOSOPHY OF PERMANENT CONSTRICTION. IF AFTER RAIN ODOR IS SUN MY CONSIDERATION I SHALL BE SMASHED IN THIS INTERSECTION OF FREE EMPATHY. WHILE DARING MY THOUGHTS TO REANIMATE. I DARE MYSELF TO REINVENT. SEPARATING ALL THE PREVIOUS STITCHES DONE, REINVENTING FOCUS! STALENESS OF THY WORDS DRIES HEAVILY ALREADY MORIBUND CHORDS 'CAUSE THEY ARE SO ENGRAVED THEY MUTATED, BECAME PERMANENT. SO DID THE LOOKS THAT WERE ALWAYS DECEIVING WHEN YOU HAVE YET TO LEARN THEY WERE NEVER, EVER MEANT. ANOTHER TIME, ANOTHER LOCUS. STIPULATION, STIMULATION. I AM REINVENTING FOCUS IN ALL ITS RUGGEDNESS.EXPANDING ELBOWS, NO POINT IN FOLLOWING COUNTLESS WORDS. NOW I'M SO UNCONCERNED. EXPANDING ELBOWS AND STILL BEHEADING NEARBY HORDES. NOW I'M SO UNCONCERNED.
4.
LONG, SEEMINGLY UNBEARABLE IS THE JOURNEY THROUGH THIS BLACK AURA. REWARDED WITH REPENTANCE, WITH FRESH INSIGHT. A RECOGNITION NEVER COMES ON TIME. IS IT SOMETHING TO BE CELEBRATED? AN ANCIENT IMAGE? OBJECT TO ADORE? WHERE DEEPEST REGRETS ARE BEING CUMULATED? WHAT IS THIS ALL FOR? I USED TO THINK THERE'S ONLY PITCH BLACK BUT IT IS ALWAYS THE OPACITY. THE AMOUNT OF COVERING MATTERS, EVERY DAY THERE ARE DIFFERENT LAYERS. YET! DIFFERENT VIRTUES HAVE ALWAYS LED ME TO LIGHT WHEN THROBBING HEART DEFEATED MY SPEECH, SHUT OUT OWN RESOLUTION. THROUGH THICKNESS I WILL FLOW, SURPASS THE ANXIETY, I WILL KNOW. MY STARE IS MY ETERNAL SIN. I WAS, I AM, I WILL ALWAYS BE RUINED IN SOME CAPACITY. MOTHER OF ALMIGHTY UNIVERSE, LISTEN TO ME PLEASE FOR I HAVE SINNED. DIPPED FINGER INTO THE DARKEST TINT AND LICKED ITS SWEETEST EDGE. I'D TAKEN CLEANSINGS LIKE THIS BEFORE, TARNISHED, I FELT OBLIGED TO IGNORE. THIS ENERVATING JOURNEY MAY AS WELL BE MORE THAN TERMINAL.. THROUGH THICKNESS I WILL FLOW.. THROUGH THICKNESS I WILL KNOW...
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I CAME TO TASTE SALIVA POURING FROM NUMEROUS MOUTHS. I CAME TO BE GIVEN VISION FURIOUSLY RED IMPLYING ALL BUT GENEROUS CARE. I CAME AND IN THIS EARTHLY AIR I'M CAPTIVATED WITH ITS STARE. FAIR SHARE OF COURAGE COULDN'T GET ME ACROSS THIS CAVE. UNDER THIS PRESSURE THAT IS MINE AND MINE ONLY I AM FORCED TO DELIVER STILL PUMPING RAW HEART ON SILVERY PLATE. PURE NO MORE! UNDER THIS PRESSURE - MINE AND MINE ONLY - I AM FORCED TO DELIVER STILL PUMPING RAW HEART ON SILVERY PLATE. PURE NO MORE! ENTERING HYDRA'S LAIR I AIM HEADLESSLY INTO ITS POSSESSIVE STARE. ENTERING HYDRA'S LAIR I AIM HEADLESSLY ONCE AGAIN INTO TRENCHES MILES DEEP. ONLY TO SPOT HUNGRY SPARKS BREATHE BURNING SPLINTERS WITH INTENTION OF RIPPING ME APART. I LIVE TO BE RIPPED APART. WHEN SIGHTS LOCK IN WORDLESS DEBATE I AIN'T LONGER IN DEFENSIVE STATE. IS IN THIS CHAMBER OF HUMAN CLAY LEFT A SINGLE VOICE? ROTTING ALIVE, I STILL FEEL DELAYED IN DECAYING. BEWARE THE LAIR WE'RE BEING THROWN INTO.. METAPHORICALLY. WITH OMNIOUS HEADS ABOVE US. AND BEFORE BLACK BLOOD CIPHERS OCCURED. THEY HAD KNOWN FRESH AIR ALL TOO WELL TILL UNFORTUNATE EVENTS MADE THEM NO LONGER VITAL AND FIT. A VEIL OF MISCHIEVOUS MIST IS DANCING OVER ME, DANCING OVER US ALL. AND THUS WE ALL, WE ALL KEEP FILLING ITS GUTS. WE ALL! WE ALL KEEP FILLING HYDRA'S GUTS. A BODY TRAPPED IN FAMILIAR CIRCUMSTANCES 'CAUSE WE’VE ALL BEEN THERE, TRYING TO SWING FOR THE FENCES. AT ALL COST SWINGING FOR THE FENCES.
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In Stillness 03:28
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I HAVE SEEN COUNTLESS GREY SKIES AT MORNING WHEN CRIPPLED SMOKE WAS LEAVING OLD WORLDS. THORNS OF DISAPPROVAL AND DEADLY EXTERMINATION WERE RAMMING MY BRUISED TEMPLES. SINCE THEN NOTHING HAS CHANGED BUT ONE THING - DEAFENING CONTRADICTIONS STILL QUARTER ME INSIDE BRUTALLY. DEFENDANT AT THE CONCLAVE OF ALL DOUBTS I AM BEING TORN, BRUISED INTERNALLY YET SOMEHOW REBORN. BUT THEM NOT LEAVING FISTS EXPLODING WITH FEVER FORGED ME INTO MY MIND'S DECEIVER. OH, HOW I ENJOY THE VICIOUS PARALYSIS OF A DEATH CLUTCH! AND THE MOTIVES OF SELF-TORMENT THAT SEEM TO EXTINGUISH, EXTINGUISH ALL. OBSERVING IS A FORM OF ART FOR SOME YET TO POSSES. GLOSSY COBALT FLOW IS BOTTOMLESS GUIDANCE RUNNING RED OUT OF PRESENT EXPERIENCE. IF ONE FRACTION FEELS LIKE SNAPPING OF A NECK I ARMOR MYSELF AGAINST CYNICAL ONES ONLY TO KIDNAP FEW GLANCES ALONG THE WAY. WE ALL'VE BEEN MADE SMALL AT SOME POINT, WE PUSHED OUR WARBLING SENTENCES WAY OUT OF REACH. I'M STILL BEING TORN.. IT WON'T BE LONG NOW. I'LL MANUFACTURE MY SILENT STORM OF TOMORROW. I'LL BE THE ASSASSIN AT THE CONCLAVE OF MY DOUBTS.
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THE ACT OF REPENTANCE WANTS TO STAY AND SLAY YOU INTO DROPS OF SALT. EYES AND EARS WISH TO DIMINISH, WEED OUT ALL ROTTEN FRUIT OF YOUR FAULT. TO LEAD THE SERMON OF REGENERATION INTO COMPLETION THAT IS VIOLENT, THAT IS SILENT, DEFINITIVE. PREVIOUSLY THIS BALSAM - RANCID OINTMENT HAS ALWAYS BEEN A RECIPE FOR DISAPPOINTMENT. BLACK MERGES WHICH EMERGED WITH WEAKENED STATEMENTS LATER TRANSFORMED INTO ATONEMENTS NOT MUTUAL. TO LEAD THE SERMON OF REGENERATION INTO COMPLETION, THAT IS VIOLENT, SILENT. COMFORT ZONE DISLOCATED, PULLED OUT, SILENCED AND TERMINATED. CONDUCTORS IN THE HEAD SEARCH FOR SOFT SPOT AND YET THEY WON'T CONVICT THEMSELVES. YEARNING WHEN FROM DEEP THOUGHTS RETURNING. WHEN ONE NEEDS TO FIND SAFE RESORT. YEARNING WHEN FROM DEEP THOUGHTS RETURNING. WHEN ONE NEEDS TO TEAR DOWN PLACES OF THEIR FORT. UNTIL THE TIME PAIN SWALLOWS LIVELINESS.. NOW THEY KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO FEEL DOWN AND SORE. PERCEPTION IS DIFFERENT FROM WHAT WAS BEFORE, DIVERTED FROM VIEW YOU CAME FOR. I PUT AN END TO A FIGHT IN WHICH FORESTS OF VARIOUS VIOLET LIGHTS CONTAIN BOTH STORM AND HEAVEN HEIGHTS. COMFORT ZONE DISLOCATED, PULLED OUT, SILENCED AND TERMINATED. VIOLENTLY REGENERATED. YEARNING WHEN FROM DEEP THOUGHTS RETURNING. WHEN ONE NEEDS TO FIND SAFE RESORT. YEARNING WHEN FROM DEEP THOUGHTS RETURNING. WHEN ONE NEEDS TO TEAR DOWN PLACES OF THEIR FORT.
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Hypothermia 04:17
HYPOTHERMIA RUNS DOWN THY SPINE, ACCUSATIONS ACCUMULATE. IN DEPRESSED STATE I WALK THIS FROZEN PERMAFROST OF YOUR SURROUNDINGS AND KNOW THAT MY THOUGHT IS FAR FROM CONFUSION. FOREVER I AM DOOMED TO EXCLUSION. REMEMBER THERE IS NOTHING WE COULDN’T DO WHILE YOU SEEK SENSATIONS ONLY IN COUNTER SENSE, DENSE DISASTERS, FALSE PRETENSE. FAR FROM CONFUSION. YOU WILL NEVER EVER FULLY UNDERSTAND.. COME SEE ME, DISS ME, KILL HUMILITY WHILE PROVING YOUR WORTH OF BLOODY BLISTERS THAT WEIGHT HEADS TO THE GROUND. STILL SOMETHING TO BE PROUD OF. IN CONVULSION, WHITE WITH FURY, I'M RAGING FOR US UNWORTHY. THIS SLICK PRECISION FOREVER BEATS THE DISRESPECT OUT YOUR CADAVER. FOR ALL US UNWORTHY. LET THIS POETRY BE SALT IN YOUR FLESH. TINY ORBIT OF YOURS SLOWLY SPINS OUT OF CONTROL, BLEAK LETTERS FORM NOTHING THAT MATTERS. I WON'T LET THEM DERANGED NOTIONS IN.. WHEN I'M ON A PATROL WITHSTANDING THE CONDESCENDING. JUST FEEL FREE TO GOBBLE MY ROTTEN AFFECTIONS, FEEL FREE TO GNAW MY FOUNDATIONS TO THEM VERY BONES. HYPOTHERMIA.. ACCUSATIONS ACCUMULATE. NOT AFRAID I NOW WALK THIS FROZEN PERMAFROST OF YOUR SURROUNDINGS. FAR FROM CONFUSION. I WAS NEVER DOOMED TO EXCLUSION.
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I HEAR WHAT I'VE NEVER WANTED TO HEAR. I SEE WHAT I'D DENIED SEEING BEFORE. THE ADORATION OF THOUSANDS SHINING STARS AND LETDOWNS FELT WITH MILLIONS OF POUNDS IS EVERMORE MY LIFETIME OF OBSIDIAN VERITY. THAT BRINGS BACK CLARITY TO THOSE HALFWAY DROWNED AND TO THOSE THAT ARE FOREVER FROWNED. MAY I FIND NEEDED SIGNIFICANCE IN THIS DEBRIS, MAY I FIND DASH OF SENSE IN THIS DISTRUSTFULNESS THAT IS ME. LINGERING FACES IN MY BREATH AREN'T A MATTER OF LIFE AND DEATH ANYMORE. IT'S TIME FOR ALL THEIR NEGATIVES TO EXIT MY CAVITY, VACANT IMPOVERISHED SOUL, ELIMINATE INSANITY. NOW BEHOLD DRASTIC SCENERY OF ACTUAL ASCENSION TO KNOW THAT REAL ABUNDANCE IS IN MY EXERTION. TO MYSELF ONCE DROWNED, TO MY VERY SELF FOREVER BITTERLY FROWNED. I ALWAYS SIT ALONE WHEN I RECITE MANTRAS TO MYSELF. CARESSING MY BOW AND ARROW. I PUT THE MARROW BACK IN THE BONE. I AM AGAIN CHASING HARDSHIPS OF LIFE BUT NOW EVEN LIGHTER ON MY FEET. WORDS THAT ARE MELTING AS WE THINK ARE HARDENED AS THEY LEAVE OUR MOUTH'S BRINK. SOMETHING IN THE WAY THEY LEAVE MAKES THEM MATERIAL IF YOU BELIEVE.

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Diligence's debut album.

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released April 6, 2018

All music written by Diligence.
All lyrics written by Dahlien.
Intro and guitar solo in "This Queue Metaphor" by Dan Friml (Mean Messiah).
Recorded, mixed, mastered and produced by Dan Friml at The Barn.
Album art and design by Dahlien (Dahlien Design).

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