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1. |
Off the Vine
04:40
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Jealous diamonds are blinding, when in the light
So misleading ('cause they can't shine on)
Seeking all but the feeling, rusting dim
On a trusty hand (That can't shine on)
Though it's trying to hold on
Now... Unity is just a memory
So distant now!
Friendless friends are seen as enemies
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Spoiled & rotten & withered away
You're useless and gone (then you're off their vine)
Breathing, yet not living, weakly whispering
"Love, love, Love, love, Love"
As you're trying to move on
Now... Unity is just a memory
So distant now!
Friendless friends are seen as enemies
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Big man, small mind,
Ego headlined,
He goes down on himself, endowed
But Rigged diamonds can't shine on
Now... Freedom is just so illusory
So vacant now
Dope-less hope's a sinful reverie
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come plead it now!
Exploit it now!
Get it over with... now!
Big man, small mind
Dumb Plan, Big Blind
Hands off my sweet broken life, now.
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2. |
Let Our Venom End
04:37
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I turn my back to the Zombie scentless kind
Central brain was left on the "Right to Obey" motorcade
I watch the air suffocate in all those flying lies & ties
Built to choke.
Don't you praise who puts you down on your knees
You're better off spreading the good-heart disease
Life makes no cents & Death is the only business plow
Weapons to Put in the Zelen skies’ big cash cow, now
I watch the endless smoke & people fade into tortured black clouds
A flagrant crime aloud
Vultures, the ones always falling to pieces
So why are you down with your face on their feces?
You're a fatalist down in gravity, bound to your cut wings, hurt wings
Stuck in violent magic trick novelties, but you hold on to something, something
(Yeah, Yeah)
Oh, let this venom end now
(Yeah, Yeah)
"All in good time, all in good time"
You're a beautiful jailbird locked in Man's Cave
A black hat among thieves, so far from sages
Why don't you fly and get to their God's own odium-podium?
Send down some of your sympathy for these A-level Devils
You're a fatalist down in gravity, bound to your cut wings, hurt wings
Stuck in violent magic trick novelties, but you hold on to something, something
(Yeah, Yeah)
Oh, let our venom end now
(Yeah, Yeah)
"All in good time, all in good time"
But why not now?
We need it now!
Why not NOW?
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3. |
Holy Day Inn
03:48
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Buying yourself time
To be home, you wait in line
Fear & ignorance multiplied
Fixing all the wrong sides of this wretched hole
Fucking around it, never facing its eye
All diseases have a sudden cure now
All but the one killing us now
Words are viruses wearing wicked crowns
Words are viruses with indistinct crowns
Uh! Yeah, yeah...
Am I safe playing dead?
Can I win this human race?
Deep truth's invisible
Though it's in your face
Risky business risking lives
Profit is their Prophet
And we love a good quarantine holy day inn
You are a virus wearing jilted crowns
You're a virus wearing jilted crowns
Age is only millions of numbers
In the age of number ones & number minds
I'm still desirous for a conscience
Enough of this Con Science
And all these death-supply ants,
Time for a conscious alliance
Feed me something new,
The ride needs to move on.
Ride needs to move... On.
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4. |
Thirteen
04:23
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My thirteen, you have been in my dreams
What I saw can't be unseen
Now you're my Life & Death scheme
Our sweet sixteenth comes around and it steams
We're so dirty and so clean
When we fade a light always gleams,
And I know I'm bound to...
To never let go, to never let go,
To never let go of Forever
And the world is shut off, the numb keep sleeping
Our minds are turned on by this everlasting love
Cause and Affection, Effective Devotion
Breathing & sharing our own universe
And I'm here
To make you forget the pain in your heart
To make you embrace the pleasure
Of that sinking feeling of drowning in bliss
And to rescue our hope to shore
To make it a little easier, to make your stardust shine
Like this!
And the world is shut off, quietly envying
While we build tunnels to our everlasting.... Scream!
My thirteen, you're my one & only imperfect Queen
You're my other side of the screen - so purple, blue & green
And we know we're meant to...
To let it all grow, to let it all grow
And I'm here
To make you forget the pain in your arms
To make you embrace the future
To make it a little easier
To make your stardust shine
'Cause the planet's turned off, but we keep believing
All atoms crying particles on our love
Law of Attraction, both hearts anatomic
We're Building the tunnel, for our everlasting love
Yeah, we're everlasting, everlasting, everlasting...
My thirteen.
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5. |
Not Quite Dead Yet
04:05
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I can feel the truth, that hesitant ghost breathing on my neck
But it's not here to soothe, I can feel it's coming to wake me up
And
Get me to slay (all of its sleeping opponents)
Get to the pain (and let them villains seize the moment)
Straight to the point (to sharpen the Mind well, and own it)
Not a single stain,
No more filth in here, yeah?
My god is fit and he's running
To let you bastards know
The game, the game
There ain't no miracle coming
(In vain, in vain)
If you let the illness grow
'Cause I can hear your truce running away through your backdoor
Before all hell breaks loose,
'Cause once you're there, It's a short way to the top
Where humans are saints (selling both their wings & halos)
To angels flying planes (dropping pointless pearls & perils)
And true men: insane
(The villain justifies the hero)
Glory obtained through the hole in their zero, yeah!
My god is high and space-tripping
He bought all of your hope
My god, my god,
He's got no choice but to come In
To help you with that hanging rope
But no one can make it happen but you
To kill the con & give us back our scope
Give us a glimpse of a possible frame
Of a possible glimpse of Beauty ahead
I can feel the truth...
Yeah, I can feel that it's not quite dead yet!
My god is high and space-tripping
He bought all of your hope
My god, my god,
He's got no choice but to come In
To help you with that hanging rope
Though no one can make it happen but you
To Kill the con, and give us back our scope
We know, We know
There is no miracle coming, If you let the illness grow
Let it go… Dead!
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6. |
Oh (Oh)
03:31
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I push the button & I hear the he -
he - he hellish samples of a single so - o - ound
Onomatopoeia's to commu - ni - cate
With simple samples of a real so - o - oul
It's the consequence of an empty existence
Full of substances, without substance
To the point where all we can sing is
Oh, oh, oh,
And all the inert dance along
Oh, oh, oh,
No strings attached to their song
I turn the TV on, I see the mouth lip sync
With a Greatest Tit plastic see-through dress
Automatic smiles disregard the melody
Trying to make a parade out of a pa - ro - dy
In a daring stance
'Cause they know all they can say is
Oh, oh, oh,
And all the inert dance along
Oh, oh, oh,
No strings attached to their song
They just nod along
Yeah, yeah
Please have mercy on your skeleton,
It will be there for you when you're gone.
Add some meaning to your short time breathing,
You'll deal with the hollow when you're gone.
Oh, oh, oh,
And all the inert dance along
Oh, oh, oh,
And all the living sing alone
Oh, oh, oh,
Alone
How can it be… for a single soul
to be so nullified?
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7. |
Vultureville
04:14
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Love is a place they can't take over
Scared of its power, they can't get closer
They keep soaring to smother
With their wings, bipolar
Failing equation, new flying migration
That's hunting down low key lizards
Crawling to become wizards,
With no fair-weather Heards
Now! They should be falling
Down! Into their own loveless cage
(Down at Vultureville)
Now! They should be crawling
Down! Down on earth to feel the Pain
In a good Man's will
Down they hunt themselves
Down, they hurt themselves by sinking so low
And they still don't see our unique nature
Dropping nitro fake gold in the city
Preying for the lost blood in the city ruins
Of a ruined species, a collective illness
Knees bending down to vulture crowns
So platonic, and while you're on it,
It becomes Chronic
Now! They should be falling
Down! Into their own loveless cage
(Down at Vultureville)
Now! They should be crawling
Down! Down on earth to feel the pain
In a good Man's will
Down they hunt themselves
Down, they hurt themselves
(Should get good help)
'Cause all preachers flew into their own cloud
All heroes died to get their crowns
So when's their God coming out?
Now! They should be falling
Down! Into their own loveless cage
(Down at Vultureville)
Down they hunt themselves
Down, they hurt themselves
(Should get good help)
Now!
Love is a place they can't take over,
Can't take over, no
Can't take over!
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8. |
Dead End Life
04:07
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Get the bull in your mouth
Let the horns come out
Jabbing all the guilt 'til I drown
(yeah, yeah)
In that whole drool amount you're wasting
I'm facing the only truth
A dead End life that starts with you,
Setting dynamite beneath me
Shooting parasites to numb me
But I won' t play forever
That game you think is better
'Cause I won't live forever
All I want is a chance to get it right, right?
Get your head out of that mess, yeah
Take off that ego dress - it doesn't suit you
You’re acting, even when you get naked
You make the ultimate truth start to fake it
If you want to look good in this scene
Don't try to play me & make me feel like
I'm just waiting until that bad part of me
Comes to kill me
Blame it on the dead human apes
Who taught you the wrong side of fate
‘Cause I won't play forever
That game you think is better
And I won't live forever
All I want is a chance to get it right
Get it right, yeah
' Cause I won’t play forever
That game you think is better
And I won't live forever
All I want is a chance to get it right
And I won't wait forever
And I won't hate you, ever
All I want is a chance to make it right
All I want is a chance to let it go.
Let it go.
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9. |
Ascaris
04:25
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It's too late, wrong fate, your path is no longer
For my taste, I can't waste my Life in your honor
Signs have been clear enough to me
And they're getting close enough to be seen,
And I'm going to meet them
So you might want to think twice
And reprice what you're putting on sale.
Let die, or let fly,
The ship's set to sail, anyway
I don't need your rotting destiny
(keep selling the lie of illusion,
compelling wrecking delusion)
I don't want that straying fantasy!
Your karma is ready to put you back in your place!
With no pity, It's not pretty
But you reached the end of the river
No need for your death-saving boats
And all your Parachuting Guns to unload,
Unsafe...
And what had to fall, is already buried... under...
I don't need your rotting destiny
(keep selling the lie of illusion,
compelling wrecking delusion)
I don't need your planet's misery
(keep buying the wrong evolution
And the fairy-tale revolution)
Keep building the set & rewriting our lines
From your 21st century flicked lie
You're like roundworms diseasing the square world
Making it twirl
Keep deforming the hope in the air of our lungs
So we can't shout a word of truth
One heart and a gold tooth will do...
Let us smile & blind you
I don't need your rotting destiny
(keep selling the lie of illusion,
compelling wrecking delusion)
I don't need your planet's misery
(keep buying the wrong evolution
And the fairy-tale revolution)
All I need is filled peace treasury
Living a life with a mission,
Cell & soul intermission
No ascaris! No ascaris! No ascaris!
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10. |
Man Made Monsters
04:00
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Still flowers in the garden still breathe more than us
Watching the machine evolve into a monster, unjust,
Robot-robust!
So where's our disgust now?
With Anal-ogical holes & digital minds,
The genital kind is getting old
What's the symptom inside? Do they let you decide?
Want you to pick a side - The side they believe in
Is your kingdom aside,
Only left to abide by the law of their lie,
Dictating the living... Dead?
Still trees letting us live the movement of decrease
The seed of Arrogance and Greed
We can't supersede
Moving from brain to brain, 'til all that's left is a grain
Of Nothingness, as we walk in bliss
What's the symptom inside? Do they let you decide?
Want you to pick a side - The side they believe in
Is your wisdom deprived of unbearable Whys?
No more Past glorified, while you are breathing
You've got to
Listen to the silence
Look through the river
The tide of your own thoughts
And let it go
Cry to sink the pain
Into the ground of your desire
Let minus be the plus
And Atoms be your gold.
What's the symptom inside? Do they let you decide?
Want you to pick a side - The side they believe in
Is your wisdom deprived of unbearable Whys?
No more Past glorified, while you are breathing
While you are breathing
While you are breathing
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11. |
Mind Shutters
03:58
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Farewell tales are told here every night
Read in any light,
It doesn't matter, when in the dark
Fairies, halos & gold are all mine
When you come to fine my peasant spirit that went too far...
I'm fading, until the best part of me comes to save me
For nothing, but a tedious Sunday
Depressing, before those hideous Mondays
All just pure decaying'
The Selfless gets depraved and
It's all for nothing
The selfless gets depraved and
Torn & mind-corrupted
Stop giving me bull to make me believe someday I will thrive… on my own
You have built an untouchable lie,
And a round wall in the sky
For nothing, but a tedious Sunday
Depressing, before those hideous Mondays
All just pure decaying'
The Selfless gets depraved and
It's all for nothing
The selfless gets depraved and
Torn & mind-corrupted
Worn & so disrupted
And the scent is all gone, silent numbing
Can we walk through a strong metamorphosis?
No unfolding or extra miles,
No more acts to prize
All these Mind Shutters!
Such strong heroes queue up at our modest death row...
It's all for nothing but a tedious Sunday
We're repressed in those hideous Mondays
And sold for nothing,
Sold for nothing,
Sold for nothing,
Left for nothing!
Torn & mind-corrupted
The breathing - interrupted
Time for new erupting hearts... To come.
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12. |
Atoms & Eves
06:00
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I'm afraid to let this conscience go
'Cause I don't know where it will flow,
In my time of floating
I don't want to reach the end of the river
And realize an ocean was waiting for me,
In my time of swimming
The death of it all, the touch & the fall
To build a moon & set the light
To turn a noon into midnight
And bet on darkness delights...
It's the death of it all, the touch & the fall
Yeah, kisses of death, they call...
I need my Earth now
Need my Mother now
My illusion now
My moment aloud
To build a life around atoms & eves
A dream inside a nightmare that never leaves
Waiting for some awakening
To come and help me believe
In hard times I trust
(They've always been there for me)
Even when I didn't need them
(I trust them to show me the way)
To the next unwavering time
(that's been waiting for me)
If they give me time
I need my Earth now
Need my Mother now
My illusion now
My moment aloud
In you, in you,
My truth, so cruel
And the vultures keep flying,
Dropping their shit on our ignorant heads
Ah, and
We wear their masks to pretend that we're safe
When the immortal disease is deep in our brain...
Ah, little grain!
Listen to the silence,
Let minus be the plus & atoms be your gold
Where's the real big reveal?
Life was born to heal what you try to kill
And
I need my birth now
(I can feel it coming)
Need my other Now
(this one’s making me give in)
My illusion now
(all the miracles’ missing)
My moment aloud
In you, in you
My truth is so cruel.
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