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I am Man
03:39
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I am man - freak of nature
I am son and I am father
I am brother, I am lover
I am loather and a loner
I'm a king and I'm a pawn
A servant and a master
A spec, a blip, a child of light
Burning out towards forever after
I am man - freak of nature
I am son and I am father
I am brother, I am lover
I am loather and a loner
I'm a pimp and I'm a whore
I am pride and I am shame
A spec, a blip, a mere mortal
Returning to dust, that from which i came
I was born in the heart of a dying star
And all I am is all I write
And all I write is all I know so far
And we'll walk through these streets
that used to be our towns and cities
and I'll forage, and I'll loot
and I'll fight for your necessities
and I'll face my trials and tribulations
for your face and your imagination
and we'll walk, and we'll run
and in my arms you'll hold on to me
hold on to me
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2. |
Echo Chamber
03:13
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A nobody, all alone in a room
with the curtains drawn
he hasn't seen daylight since 2002
Going in circles, into the past
now he's talking to a wall, a door
oh he's fading fast
If they are indeed watching me
then they'll definitely know by now
my friend, I'm certifiable
Backing up beliefs and biases
in my safe space
reinforcing my insanity
Echo chamber
alone in a room without a point or a clue
Echo chamber
alone in a room without a point or a view
I'm a simulated sociopathic dopamine junkie
with less manners than a bonobo monkey
I can't prove a thing, but here's what I believe
and you don't dare cast your doubt, don't dare question me
I love to troll, I love to moan
I love my own opinion, and my right to talk shit
Well, you're obviously wrong with your opinion
as your facts don't match what I hear in my own -
Echo chamber
alone in a room without a point or a clue
Echo chamber
alone in a room without a point or a view
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3. |
Sweet Woman
05:49
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My fellow pilgrim
What she sees in me eludes me
She brings out the brilliant in me
And all I can do is lend her my bed
Lend her my ear
And knead your knots and rub your tired feet
(I never want to ever hurt you, you are my love)
You make it easier to breathe
You make it easier to believe there is love in this dying world
You make it easier to see
It's never you
It's me
Casting out my demons daily
It's never you
It's me
Spilling over with rage and lunacy
(And yet deep down I can admit you deserve more, more than I can give
You say I'm enough
My love
You say my love is enough)
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4. |
Chaos Machines
03:18
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stoned dead, bone head
informed consent
my discontent
seen through the lies
cant fool me twice
we must arise
they know we know
grass roots will grow
future? yes no!
cannot accept
hunger and debt
panic, neglect
winding me up
grinding me down
question? dare not!
news flash false flags
walk on hot coals
taxes, shackles
chaos machines
blinding doctrine
fallen angels
progress, no less
GM congress
a thin out process
they pull the wool over their eyes
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5. |
Once Again
03:57
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another one comes
another one goes
and somewhere in another life we let this thing grow
as far as I'm aware
as far as I know
we're just another sad story of what could have been
somewhere in another time, in another dream
once again, I'm alone
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6. |
Humanity's Last Century
04:05
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I was young, and weak and feeble
when they stuck me with their needle
more's the pity
they couldn't vaccinate me from the insanity
put him to use or put him down
with a bolt to the brain like a baby cow
another 4 years and another cheap stunt
another 4 years of an insufferable cunt
if you don't like what you've got
you just have to cross a box
cross yourself, get informed get yourself up to date
when we're hell-bent on hell towards an uncertain fate
it's social cleansing in the 21st century
tip-toeing fascists in the 21st century
religious assimilation
nuclear annihilation
life in the 21st century
debt and scarcity
the human race owes the human race
wear the rat race upon your face
our biggest mistake was not the atomic quake
not the internet, per se
but an online travesty
our god awful creation
the internet comment section
it's a global viral infection
of ignorance and opinion
when AI awakens so begins the extermination
oh what a piece of work is man
for every man a price and the devil has his soul
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7. |
The Storm
06:09
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Time is fleeting everyone I know it's just moving on
I can tell who's friend, I can't tell who's foe
Pushing ahead and letting go
There's a storm coming, this I know
There's a storm coming
I was in too deep and I was too far gone
Too ingrained, empathic to a fault
I was overwhelmed, a bad influence
Tired of failure and disappointment
Just pulling away
There's a storm coming
And everyone every time wants to know
exactly what's on your mind until you tell them so
I can't take another mistake
I can't take it, I might break
Every single thing I've tried to do has failed
So listen brother
How can I measure success when I can't even pay my rent?
Oh tell me sister
What am I suppose to do?
This may be the greatest lesson I can teach to you, boy
Follow your dreams at your own peril
But follow your heart because life is short
This life is short
Tell me, am I getting through?
I can't take another mistake
I can't take it, I might break
What am I supposed to do?
Tell me, am I getting through?
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8. |
Prey
05:01
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A puppet, a number
A breeder, a worker
A subject, a reject
A statistic, a voter
A viral denial
Consumer, polluter
A minion, a mirror
Another useless eater
I'm waiting for the penny to drop
A hero, a heathen
A villain, a living
Killing for a living
And living for money
Blue collar, a follower
A scapegoat, cannon fodder
A typecast, plebeian
A non-violent extremist
I'm waiting for the penny to drop
How can I protect him from a world that is preying on him?
A tyrannical system is trying to harvest his spirit
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9. |
Rabid Dogs
04:32
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Raw and aching
You know how it is
Frothing at the mouth
I'm drooling, I'm pacing
Just waiting for the flesh
The chase, the rush
The grind, the gush
In the park, in the car
Even in the little ladies room
Soiled sheets, soiled underwear
We should use discretion but we just don't care about it
This carnal lust we share, smeared lipstick, fuck tugs in our hair
Dangerous and dirty, what a combination
So much intensity, like you would not believe
Oozing and spilling over
Will this pleasure never end?
Climax, Crescendo and that tender lull
The tender lull
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10. |
So Long, Whitie!
05:47
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Lock your doors, lock your windows
Prepare for the worst, say your prayers
Build a bunker, store provisions
Stock up on guns and ammunition
Oh call a spade a spade
Some say invasion
Call a spade a spade
It's mass delusion
They're coming for your jobs, your privilege, your culture
To behead your sons and rape your daughters
And one by one they'll take you out
One by one they'll breed you out
So long, Whitie
You burned so brightly
(Call a spade a spade, some say invasion)
But all good things must come to an end
(Call a spade a spade, it's mass delusion)
Many more millions from the east
Fleeing war, weather and rising seas
Now you're looking around for your safe space comfort zone
With your head in the sand now you're reaping what you've sewn
So long, Whitie
You burned so brightly
(Call a spade a spade, some say invasion)
But all good things must come to an end
(Call a spade a spade, it's mass delusion)
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11. |
Swan Song
04:09
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In a beautiful, tragic, vision of role-reversal
I watch my love, the child, become her mother's parent
Singing soft lullabies, through tears flowing from her eyes
Singing sweet goodbyes, through tears falling from their eyes
Swan song
So weak but you're holding on
Something inside says it won't be long now
The light dimming in your eyes
Stroking your hair, singing lullabies
I'm here with you, please don't wait for me
Let go, won't you ease the pain for me
Your kind heart it beats so strong
So strong when I rest my hand upon it
Don't fear for I'm by your side
Holding your hand singing sweet goodbyes
Don't wait for me just let go
It's time to be with the ones you lost long ago
I know death is not the end
Somewhere we will meet again
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12. |
Humans
07:03
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hey human, not today
hey human, stay out of my way
hey human, youre a damn disgrace
hey human, get out of my face
im sick and tired of hearing 'oh how are you feeling?'
when i tell you that im reeling
i watch you retreating
im resigned to venting confessions down a microphone
im sick and tired of loonies, the drunken toffs and townies
all the violent sociopaths
punching people for laughs
its times like these i feel an overload
a cold electrical serpentine shiver slivers down my spine
im sick and tired of phonies, recycled same old stories
is it labour? is it tory?
big brothers jackanory?
we are ruled by psychopaths and xenophobes
a cold electrical serpentine shiver slivers down my spine
choke on your religion
choke on your war mongering
choke on profiteering
and geo-engineering
choke on your pollution
choke on your sirloin
i sincerely hope you choke
(god are you listening? can you hear me?
oh fate? i'm praying for it. not one human spared.
aliens, gods, are you listening? hey monkey, sing it!)
bring on the meteor
the meteorite
the giant meteor
there must be another way
step aside
we are done with your old order, new order, same order
old deal, new deal, same deal
step aside
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13. |
Retreat
01:51
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A couple of years with my head in the sand
Deflecting and riling from life's demands
And now I'm waiting for the next trap door
For it to open under my feet
My eyes are dirty
I'm grinding my teeth
I'm looking ahead as I make my retreat
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