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I never meant to threaten you with heaven
In the cold you could cling onto me and split a flask, muttering about the weather
In the heat I could come home to you on the couch with your feet on the head rest in front of a fan
Fainting there, looking at me with desperate eyes, thinking I could help
It’s a fantasy I don’t mind coming home to
I’ve seen Aries rise, give birth to fruit deadly to eat
Then I became part of something that I feared, left to die here
I know parents don’t want to hear that their creation is better off in death
But with great pain, comes great creativity
It’s a fantasy, no more and no less
It’s a book that’s left open on the nightstand
It’s a lesson that’s been learned when all the students have cleared the room
You look at that man you share a bed with and you cry yourself to sleep
We’ve made the chef taste his own meals, he needs to know what he’s been serving to his guests

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from Tyranny Garden (remastered / re​-​issue), released June 1, 2014

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Ubasute Montclair, New Jersey

Ubasute: "refers to the custom allegedly performed in Japan, whereby an infirm or elderly relative was carried to a mountain, or some other remote, desolate place, and left there to die, either by dehydration, starvation, or exposure"

John Taddei - Vocals, lyrics
Mike Marciano - Bass
Drew McQuade - Drums
Past Members include:
Alex Caprio-vocals, lyrics
Jeremy Suria-Guitar
Ross Hamilton-Drums
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