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WILL WOOD - MEMENTO MORI| OFFICIAL VIDEO (COMPLETE MAP)
One day you'll look up at the ceiling above, if you’re lucky you'll be surrounded by the ones that you love, when
The lights in your eyes fade and life flashes by
One day you're going to die
One day you’ll sleep and you'll never wake again
Heaven, hell, nirvana, nothing, no one knows how it ends
Rest in peace or pieces and won't even know why
One day you're going to die

Read your horoscopes, your palms and tarot cards
Either way you destination ain't that far
You could drown, or choke, or burn, or be hit by a car
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, but something will eventually
One day you'll look back at the life that you lead
No more future left to fear that you'll have the past to regret
But your worries will be over when you truly realize that one day you’re going to die
Take it away, hands

In the fabric of time, and in the vastness of space, a billion amounts to nothing in infinity’s face
At most a couple generations will remember the ways in which your life never mattered, so who cares if it's a waste?
One day you’ll be not even a faint memory
No, at most a ghost or falling leaf from your family tree
Your history's not yours to see, nor is your eulogy
You'll never know what this sh*t means
But you'll be at peace before you sleep if you just keep this in mind: that everything and everyone goes with the passage of time
So whether it’s cancer, murder, or suicide
One day you're going to die
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Steampianist – Leech Boy Feat. Vocaloid Oliver
Sickley, suckley leeches
Slurping up your plasma
Evil, evil leeches
Latching on your brain bits
Leech boy, leech boy, leech boy
Leeches dotting on his head
Icky, nasty leeches
Eating at his dandruff
Leeches whisper evil
Into tiny brain bits
Do not ever trust them
With answers on your maths exam
Leech boy, leech boy, leech boy
Leeches dotting on his head
Evil, nasty leeches
Eating at his sanity
Sickley, suckley leeches
Slurping up your plasma
Evil, nasty leeches
Whispers evil in my head
Leech boy, leech boy, leech boy
Leeches dotting on his head
Evil, nasty leeches
Eating at his sanity
Leech boy, leech boy, leech boy
Burnt the church to ashes
Evil, nasty leech boy
Possessed and pale with madness
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Thing Feat. Vocaloid Oliver
Steampianist
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Steampianist – Thing Feat. Vocaloid Oliver
A distant lullaby, dying from my sight
A glow is amiss, fleeting from my side
Oh why, oh why
Alone in a cruel world
Leaves me
Cold and curled
But then
Friends
Warmth
Eyes that gleam
A glow returns once more it seems
I want hair like yours
I want hands like yours
I want fingers that curl in the cold like yours
I want eyes to stare
And to cry
When I'm feeling scared like you
Just like you
Soft lullabies, never leave my side
Glowing warm fur and gleaming round eyes
Isolated no more
My friends
Don't struggle there is no point
You'll never be alone
From now
Friends
Warmth
Never leave
Struggling only makes the hugs much tighter
I want hair like yours, hands like yours
Fingers that curl in the cold like yours
I want eyes to stare
And to cry when I'm feeling scared like you
I want hair like yours, hands like yours
Fingers that curl in the cold like yours
I want eyes to stare
And to cry when I'm feeling scared
Like you
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Steampianist – Spooktacular Seance Feat. Vocaloid Oliver
The long awaited day of a certain one-eyed boy
With needle pricked hands line up cups and trays
Hand-sew burlap bodies
Pose ready for possession

Sewn sacks jolt into life
As the music begins its session

An annual affair
The perfect pandemonium
A spooky celebration
A macabre masquerade
A pulse is off-limits
So mortals better beware
At Oliver’s Spooktacular Seance!

Reunited once more by the tune at the seams
The dearly departed's chance to feel alive once more

Hand-sewn burlap bodies
Pose ready for possession

Sewn sacks jolt into life
As the music begins its session

An annual affair
The perfect pandemonium
A spooky celebration
A macabre masquerade
A pulse is off-limits
So mortals better beware
At Oliver’s Spooktacular Seance!
At Oliver’s Spooktacular Seance!

At Oliver’s Spooktacular…
…Seance!
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