1. |
Death 2 Conformity
04:04
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Fear to speak out
Fear to spell out what you think
Fear the transcend mediocrity
Fear endless possibilities
Fear to slip away
Fear to do what you want
Fear to wear what you are
Fear to swim against the stream
Fear to think outside the box
Fear to admit detachment
Fear to admit defeat
Fear to show how you feel
Fear is poison making the real unreal
Fear to admit you’re right
Fear to admit you’re wrong
Fear to go to sleep at night
Fear to ball you knuckles until their white
Fear to put up a fight
Fear of big decisions
Fear of indecisions
Fear to go all the way
Fear the stay
Fear the wink
Fear the sink
Fear to think
Uptown
Downtown
Suburbia
Fear begets Fear
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2. |
The Hurdle
03:11
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Life is so
Marginally so
Things a such
Limited to such
Chained to such
If you smile more
You will be happy more
Maybe so
Still you feel
So so
Please drag me down
For I love you too deeply
Please drag me down
For I want you too much
There’s so much red tape
Before I can reach you
Should I scream?
Or make a fuss
A life so such
A life so, so and so
Where to go?
Where to go?
Please drag me down
For I desire you so deeply
Please drag me down
For I want you so much
I want to escape
Escape
The such
And such
Before I reach
The so and so
My mind
Will go
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3. |
Adverse Reaction
02:15
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Time takes us apart
Bit by bit
Bolt by bolt
Screw by screw
The severed wires
Used to connect us
How can we still claim to be flesh?
When we are hardly living
In the natural world?
There are separate voids
For every mechanical man
There are separate clocks
For every mechanical woman
The dull blade tries to cut
Through ailing meat
Its failing can be heard
All across the world
The bile is the least of our worries
The green haze will come
And swallow us all
The trappings of the netherworld
Don’t be lulled to sleep
Even the faceless
Have faces
Most believe they will go down
In a blaze of glory
To wake up
Machine again
After the death
Of trust
Time sends in the rust
After the death
Of trust
Time sends in the rust
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4. |
Brown Town Junky Town
03:28
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Intravenous
Hard pipe hitters
Snorting holy men
Synthetic popes
Designer ingesting hallow walkers
White trash bangers
Suburban clean shaved lords
Cater to the fluent clientele
Converge in groups
Erratically looming alone
To feel the rush
Shooting up the spine
Cravings are a goldmine
Cravings fill the ether
Flowers come here to die
Life is weighing in ounces
Ounces are the weight of death
It’s recreational you know
The market never dies
There’s always an endless fresh supply
Of bare naked souls
Looking for a fix
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There’s a war on our senses
A war on reality
It comes gift wrapped
With a nice bow
They promised you
You would be free
If you helped destroy
the sanctity of the body’s
Integrity
Then we got divided
In two
You’re now a leper
To be avoided
And so are you
Only feeling solitude
When reaching out
The simplest desires
These days
Are the hardest
To fulfil
Uphill
To reach
Another hill
They claim the sky
Is green
When your eyes
See it’s clearly blue
Deception
Drilled into your head
But that’s nothing new
What ever happened
To I do me
So you do you?
You can address it until your lungs
Are filled with water
The ones who want you to address
It will never be satisfied
Even long after you’ve
Drowned
Awake my child
The tyrants are pining
For gulac
Cheering
For a divided society
Massaging us
Into submission
Sending their
Their mindless drones
After us
For they fear us
We live in their dreams
We live in their fears
When true freedom
Is near
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6. |
Mystic Land
02:58
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This mystic land
I walk mystic land
This is mystic land
I want to walk
Mystic land
Mystic land
I claim this soul to be
I turn the dangerous key
I'm not allowed to scream
I'm not allowed to dream
The warnings were laid out
Long before the floods came
The harvest was poor
Long before the locusts came
The dead were walking
Long before the plague came
Aren’t you tired
Of being enslaved
By the nanny-state?
Aren’t you tired
Of the 24/7 fearporn
Leaving you
Tattered and torn?
In these absurd times
There’s nothing better to do
Than to be with the ones
Who truly care about you
Only when you stand
On the ashes of your so called utopia
Will you understand
Reality always back-slaps you
They only own you
When you allow them
To own you
My soul is mine
My time here on Earth
Is mine
This mystic land
I walk mystic land
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7. |
Wrong World
03:22
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Just got back from a place
Filled with neon lights
The street I walked were filled
With blight
We watch the screens
And we’re rendered useless
Every free thinker
Shoved to the back of the bus
They tell you
You can’t sit
In the driver's seat
They tell you
To share this message
With everyone
You meet
They want you to bathe
In tubs of misery
They want you to grind
Until you’re left
With broken teeth
Keep watching the screen
And feel useless
Debauched and debased
Until you left
With a broken soul
And bruised face
Cut and dry
They say the science
Is settled
Yet undymaniac
Stationary science
Is a lie
The lies mount up
Until they reach the sky
You either cut lose
Or your soul will die
Best to ignore the deceptions
Sit it out
There’s time enough
Their souls are dead now
Let embarrassment die with them
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8. |
Die This Way
08:00
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It’s hard to believe in people
Who no longer believe in themselves
Society is sick
But the doctor is not allowed to come
Bleak is the now now
Now is the bleak
Gleeful in the destruction
Of the own home
That stretches out beyond the door
Over the land
And back again
I saw
The twilight gleaming
And the mad ones wanting to destroy it
By throwing ashes in its path
Masking its wake
I saw
Red teachers destroy the inquisitive
Young mind
Preying on basic human instincts
Of wanting to belong
To be part of something
They don’t want you to be free
Or have your own thoughts
But as mindless drones
Part of the hive
Reguterating
Reguterating
Reguterating
Reguterating
I saw
The ones speaking out against
The madness
Slapped down back again
Or get the bullet
Those who are spinning this divisive social depravity
Sure don’t want it to end
I saw
The disease of short term thinking getting the better of us
While our adversaries clearly play to long
Term game
They are serious
We are fluff
I saw
Reason turned to dust
Vultures landing on fact’s burned and blackened crust
We witnessed the death
Of trust
I saw
The black day begin
The lamb being brought in
The pale horse ridden until its hooves
Were bloody stumps
The slaughtering of its young
I saw
A mainstream media
Lie and lie
The culprits wondered why
They are so distrusted
And despised
Yet still they lie on
And in and on
I saw
Our institutions trashed and our IP’s destroyed
By deconstructionists
Who are unable to create anything
Worthwhile themselves
Like a swarm of locust
Filled while bile and gangrene
They prey on the gifts to humanity
True giants created with their souls and bare hands
I saw
Election integrity destroyed
While the vote counters
Smile their sardonic Smiles
I saw
Leaders work against the interest of the nation state
While they dream of some grand Utopia
Its ashes and debris
Our children will dance upon
I saw
Little dictators
Push and push
Until the people broke
I saw
The sinisterly weeding out
Of the compliant and the non-compliant
Desecrating the sacred right of one’s own body
I saw
Moral
Turn into brutal orthodoxy
The oppressor fighters
Perfectly being oppressors themselves
I saw
The buying into bad theatre
The virtue signalling
Until death followed
I saw
People being divided and judged solely
On the bases on immutable characteristic
Flying into the face of the dream of King
I saw
Weakness and gratitude celebrated
And strength and work ethics being
Looked down upon
I saw
The destruction of the nuclear family
And the sons and daughters
Wandering aimlessly
I saw
The ones preaching diversity the loudest
Turn out the be the most nasty
Segregationists
What was wrong then
Is still wrong now
I saw
The woke walk around
Brain dead asleep at the wheel
Yet they want you to kneel
At their altar of divisiveness
I saw
People so brainwashed
They didn’t know anymore
The difference between the lock
And the door
Fallen for propaganda
Submerged in propaganda
I saw
The total disregard of the sanctity
Of the right of one’s body
The my body my choice
Turned into the modern leper
I saw
Censorship depriving needed honest voices
Of oxygen in free societies
Billionaires who left reality
A long time ago depriving us from information we need to
Survive and grow
Silencing dissent
And smuggly lying about it
In hall of deception
Hubris before the fall
It’s hard to find sanity and rationality
In this late drenched town
Bleak is the now
Now is the bleak
What cause do you want me to care about
This week?
Well you might think
I’m off my rockers
Or you simply might not like
What I have to say
But believe me
You don’t want to die this way
So don’t die this way
Don’t die this way
Die this way
This way
Way
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