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Black Heart Market

by Hester Prynne

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Steve-Ohh
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Steve-Ohh Love you guys!! So sorry to see you guys go! I understand things happen. I’ve been in the music industry myself but your last album was fantastic! I like the first one but the last one really speaks to me. Hope you are doing well!
Corey Broach
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Corey Broach I've liked Hester Prynne for a couple years now. So Glad they released this album so there is more awesome-ness to jam to now. Favorite track: Dancing with the Devil in Pale Moonlight.
Travis Statham
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Travis Statham Raspy groovy metal full of emotion. It sails through your veins and reveals the hate inside us all. Favorite track: Black Heart Market.
Alex Builta
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Alex Builta This is fucking great! Not cookie cutter bullshit! Recommend for everybody! Favorite track: Grimy.
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1.
Coffin Crown 02:41
Hold the crown down
2.
My greatest comfort has always been sedation Fading to black has always been my escape, for I've long been a sinner and cast my hatred to the saints Like weights tied around my legs, yearning pulls me to the bottom of the ocean known as despair I've often questioned the end as much as I have welcomed it Withering flesh, all that's left of a buried conscious I've exposed my bones to the surface and stood idly by as I wait for them to break Staring into an open sky, waiting for answers I don't deserve I am waiting for answers I haven't earned I've been left with a vague reflection of the child that I was born Silence has become his only offer since I turned my back to him, fuck I keep on digging deeper into despair Of all the risen angels, why was I left behind to live like this Teasing the wolves awaiting bloodshed, praying that I can hold my wounds together for long to get out of the woods Of all the risen angels why was I left behind to live like this The mirror lies...The mirror fucking lies
3.
Welcome the end of our hearts intent We've been left with a star filled graveyard We have all signed our name to the grave We wait for the day we have to watch the skyline burn Turn your back and feel the blade sinking in as we deem the king of black hearts Everyone I know has become a ghost Lost, lonely souls ever more Everyone I know has become a mother-fucking ghost Lost, lonely souls ever more We have all signed our name to the grave We wait for the day we have to watch the skyline burn Turn your back and feel the blade sinking in as we deem the king Deem me the king You aren't the only one who thinks that life is just a fucking game, everyone plays and no one wins You aren't the only one with a debt unsettled, rode hard and put up wet Choose your poison and join the sick (Fuck it) You are not alone in this suffering What do you fucking think it means to have the choice to live your life or lay down and die You are not the only one who suffers We are all just as hopeless Who the fuck do you think you are I've heard the same sad cries, countless times "How could you do this to me, God why" It's just a part of the game that you hate but you can't change Don't bleed out before the last scene Your pride is worthless if you're dead So die, fucking die with your boots strapped tight Die with a smile but rest assured you'll be forgotten
4.
Grimy 04:56
So sick of this loathesome abyss All that I want is to feel I'm alive My decadence is the reason I'm screaming All that I want is to say that I fucking tried Wallow in filth, can you get yourself clean from it? Wallow in filth that you buried yourself in It's such a hollowing confession; That every path you've chose leads down the same road That everyone you love has lead your heart astray and every hope you've had has landed in a grave All I've ever wanted was to somehow find my way out of this darkness and finally reach the light Wallow in filth, wallow in it Can you get yourself clean from it Wallow in filth All the mess you've made for yourself Can you get yourself clean from it The saddest songs play and take me back to better days before I was so scarred, before I was so lost I've built a tomb within my mind, and locked up all my pride; left to die All of these voices screaming out "who do you think you are fucking with" I know you feel deserted, because you are I know you feel abandoned, because you should be I'm fucking rotten, I've been forgotten I'm not worth the time it takes to change. I'm fucking filthy I'm not worth saving My soul is withered I'm fucking grimy
5.
(Actual recording of Texas man to 911)
6.
There's no escaping this hell, nothing left to tell myself Every night gets darker, and every morning I wake lifeless Still breathing, still grieving, still able to feel the pain Still breathing, still grieving, completely desolate My eyes are artifacts, watching the world collapse So long, good riddance In an open grave I await the end , fucking get it over with now End this now All that's left in me are fading memories There is nothing you can say to try and save me I'd rather never breathe again if it meant I could forget; Every passing of love, all the years in disgust How could I trust in anyone Scars tie me to the past These open wounds will never heal, only bleed through eternity There's no room left in heaven for me All that's left in me are fading memories Who needs friends with all these demons
7.
Heat 03:25
All I wanted was to watch the world burn out with you when both our hearts began to beat in deadly synchronicity Like a moth drawn to flame, you can feel the heat; you just can not turn away More lessons learned through defeat than any victory, but the fact remains; I'd give anything to erase all of our history You lit a fire beneath the most precious wings, just to ignite the sky and see true peril in the light I will live to love another name, but it doesn't change a fucking thing My past still carries your disgrace I'll never sleep again if dreams are made of you My every dream has turned a nightmare I'll never sleep again if dreams are made of you My every dream has turned a fucking nightmare Should I remind you of just how fickle you are Should I reveal the truth of all the filthy things you've done I wouldn't waste my time trying to polish your lies The truth will surely find it's way back to the eyes of everyone that you have fucked I have no love left for your lying eyes I have no love left for your wicked tongue I have no love left for our memories I have no love left, may you rest in piss I will love you more when you're feeding worms I will love you more when you are laying in a fucking casket I'll never sleep again if dreams are made of you My every dream has turned a nightmare I'll never sleep again if dreams are made of you My dreams are fucking dead If I am destined for hell, may heaven hold your place I'd rather burn alone than ever have to rot by your side
8.
I need a makeshift lover like a bullet in the head, thanks to them I've grown despondent. Something about the way, something about the way you say that love can't save, sounds like the whisper of a snake. Wait for the right time to strike, then spit your venom. I've become a man devoid of trust in anyone who wasn't bound by blood, for water only proves thicker in our tears. I have never known a dream to transcend reality without a reason to retreat. There's something about the way you say I will never see the day when love becomes my only saving grace... Beneath the moonlight, you seem so lovely. Oh how our eyes deceive, now don't they? I have never known a dream to transcend reality without a reason to retreat. Something about the way you say, nothing can overcome this pain sounds like the devils poisoned reckoning. Spit venom. Every wounded lover has the feeling they'll never heal. Every ruined romance leaves the stain of regret. On to the next foolish victim waiting in line to sign away their life. On to the next foolish victim... Take the lead, a foot on the floor - one in the grave. Can't you see we're destined to deserve this? Follow me, a foot on the floor - one in the grave. Can't you see we're dancing with the devil?
9.
Sunday Rain 03:21
My scar collection is proof that I've been through hell and lived to tell about it So let the misery pour down on me like fucking rain The day I realized where every ecstasy lies was the day my suicide plot slowly dissolved What's the point in ending an existence before its time My influence will live on after I die Save your tears for a day when you can lend a river to free them Save your tears for a better day to drown your fucking sorrows I've spent countless nights with nothing more than the thought of suicide There is a battle within that I'm not sure is worth winning Even if hell is imminent, every thought is a plague To everyone I love, just know I've always wanted so much more I used to love the rain until it fell everyday I used to love the rain until it flooded everything Save your tears for a day when you can lend a river to free them Save your tears for a better day to drown your fucking sorrows Bless this mess Everything I say revolves around this fucking pain I can't decide whether it's worth the fucking time, to even speak Everything I say revolves around this pain, I can't decide...is it worth the time to speak One day I realized where every ecstasy lies
10.
Weak bitches better back up, go ahead get your mouth smacked up HP bumpin clubs and sucka duckin mother fuckers on the daily No caution, call it arson cause we rollin mother fuckers like blunts Cunts get dumped in a ditch quick, so get your wrists slit listenin to this shit Now cock the biscuit and pull it back, and put it in between you eyes and think about that...end it.

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released July 4, 2013

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